Masks & Monsters

Hello old friends, new followers, and fellow bloggers- 

It’s Halloween aka costume day!  As a believer, I do not celebrate Halloween.  However, my timeline is full of cute pictures of little munchkins in costume.  As I was sitting in meditation, I started thinking about the concepts of masks and monsters.  Halloween is all about dressing up, eating candy and all things spooky.  This causes children to dress up as monsters, zombies and to cover their beautiful faces with masks as they play pretend.  However, what if we were pretending every day besides today?

Think about it. When was the last time you felt the freedom to be who you really are?  I mean the “real” you.  I think that we wear masks all the time.  When someone asks us how we are, we lie and say we are good.  When we ask someone how they are, we hope they will lie because we don’t have the time or capacity to handle their truth.  We are a society that encourages pretend.  Heck, we have a whole holiday dedicated to this very concept.  Being oneself is less favorable, but becoming like the ones we admire is encouraged.  Everyone wants to be the next influencer.  Everyone wants to have the most traffic on IG.  Everyone wants to appear to be living their best life.  These ideals create monsters, emotionally unstable members of society that cannot communicate truthfully what they desire.  It’s hard, to tell the truth when you’ve committed to your fantasy.  It’s easier to ignore red flags when you’re dedicated to the lie.  Our love for masks has created monsters.

“Well Simone, that’s a little harsh.” Yes, it is.  Just because something is harsh does not make it less true. The more I live, the more I see the epidemic of inauthenticity.  It is a disease to hide oneself to please those who did not create you. Dishonesty is like cancer, it destroys originality.  We were created in the image of God, each beautiful and unique.  We were given “difference” as a superpower, a weapon against a world system built on conformity.  Why are we conditioning ourselves to forfeit our superpower?  Our weapon? To pretend to be something we were never designed to be.  For the longest, I believed the lie that being myself was not enough, but the more I step into who I am the freer I become. Authenticity and radical honesty bring a level of freedom that’s dangerous to our world. So, loves you must stay dangerous!

Xoxo,

Simone 

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1 Heart , 2 Places

” 1 Heart, 2 Places”

I think I have a superpower

The ability to be in two places at once

I can be where I am and where you are

At the same time

I live in two realities

Yours and mine

Hoping that I will one day find …

the bridge 

That make these two places…

One

Separated by time

Distanced by space

Circumstances and situations try to determine our fate

Filling in the ocean that creates our distance

Yet my heart doesn’t understand how this can be 

How my one heart can be in two places?

I don’t understand…

I search

I seek

I research for an answer to my dilemma, slowly realizing  that this is my own doing 

Every time my hand was in yours,

My heart packed a bag.

Every time I stood wrapped in your arms,

My heart cleaned out a dresser..

and….

began to prepare for a farewell.

It was preparing to leave with you…

Every time we shared an intimate joke

Every phone conversation

Every time we shared a meal

My heart prepared for its eviction

Eviction from its current place…

To where you are

My heart prepared itself to be…

With you

So now I suffer in this dilemma

I’m in this predicament

I have one heart in two different places

I can feel the tension

I can feel the strain

Hoping that as I search for my heart

I’ll be reunited with you

So take care of my heart

Because I am on my way

And this time when I come

I’m here to stay.

❤ Mo

“Copyright, Mo, November 1, 2014”

Hope Maketh Not Ashamed…

Hello old friends, new followers and fellow bloggers-

Hey guys it’s been some time since we have last spoken, I’ve been busy at the firm- trying to reevaluate my life.  I’ve been thinking about the  essence of hope and how unique it is.  I’m a youth Sunday school teacher in my church, and I taught my tiny tots that hope was a superpower given to us by God.  Hope helps us dream and go after our dreams, hope gives us the courage to want more and hope helps us see the good in those around us.  Hope is our superpower– and hope makes us not ashamed.

One of my favorite scriptures is Romans 5:2-5, it says-

 through whom we have gained access by faith into this grace in which we now stand.And we boast in the hope of the glory of God. Not only so, but we also glory in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope. And hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured out into our hearts through the Holy Spirit, who has been given to us.”

Our hope in God and His word makes the suffering and tribulation worth every second that it is experienced.  This hope produces love in our heart for others and compassion for those in harsh conditions- this hope brings us through.  Keep your hope alive!  

Until next time,

Mo 🙂

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