Monday, May 23, 2011

We Run This Mutha!



Yesterday I woke up in somewhat of a somber mood. I couldn't quite put my finger on it, but I tried my best to shake the feeling. As soon as my feet touched my black hardwood floors I told myself, "Trudi this is going to be a fabulous day!" As the water from the shower came crashing down in my face and the heat hit my body I began to analyze my feelings, "What is it? Why am I in this space first thing this morning?" And I couldn't deny the answer when it immediately came to me, "He should have called by now to apologize..."

As the morning went on and I was sitting in the church pew getting armed in my warrior gear to take on the world and all that could possibly be thrown at me in the week to come, the pastor said something that caught my attention, "You were made to stand out." It immediately brought me back to the somber feeling that had faded just the hour prior and in that moment I declared to myself, "Yes! I was made to stand out!" And standing out from the rest of the women who would have given in by now would not be calling someone who is in the wrong just because I miss them.

The feeling was erased even more when I gyrated and sweat it out in Zumba, but the ultimate distraction and reinforced self control was when my Zumba instructor and I headed over to my girl's house for Mojito Sunday! I don't drink, but I felt like I needed one yesterday. As time passed more women came through to do what we hadn't planned on doing...Relax, relate, release. When I looked around the living room I observed about five conversations taking place between women who needed that connection and the escape from their inner pain and insecurities. It was refreshing to see and comforting to know that I'm not the only one who had to talk myself through the morning into a different, more positive state of mind.


By the time I left my girl's apartment I had made a new friend and plans to hang out with her for the upcoming weekend. As I drove uptown, me, my Zumba instructor and new friend, were claiming that we were strong women who deserved nothing but the best and would settle for nothing less. It's funny how when I woke up yesterday morning I didn't want my day to start and then after my girl time re-boost I didn't want it to end. I told myself that that day would be fabulous and in hindsight I'm seeing how much power there is in the tongue and how necessary it was to kick my shoes off, plop on a couch with a pillow in between my arms and legs and LET LOOSE.

2 comments:

  1. I know that's right! Sisters have to empower Sisters. There's nothing like the power we've got. Sadly, too often we forget, but that's why we've got our Sisters to remind us.

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  2. Yes indeedy Cheryl!!!! It's so essential for our sanity!

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