It calls me.

For years, I’ve made multiple failed attempts at ignoring it’s call. I’ve followed path after path away only to, one day, end up drawn back to darkness.

It’s not that I like the intensity of the suffering or the loud silence of the isolation. No.

I take no pleasure in moments where it like a jealous lover, whispers my name. It caresses my scars and calls me by name.

It, after giving me the strength to make my escape, beckons me to return. Begs me to return.

This darkness begs to be thrust into the light. It’s tired of the shadows and corners in which we hid it so…. I oblige it.

I present darkness in hope that it’s shadows will bring light. In hope that the hearts of it’s observed are pricked….. that they are compelled to extraordinary empathy.

I present darkness so that formal and well-educated minds can see that which our program prohibits.

I present darkness and I pray that I’m not remembered only for my light.

For Me….

Years ago, I was a beast behind a video camera. No small movement escaped my gaze. I loved it but gave up on it cause “being a starving artist isn’t cute”

Today I bought a camera. I got it from a pawn shop. It’s not the greatest quality but it’s mine. I’ll be taking pictures very frequently over the next year to get my skills up.

I’ll have my creative dreams. I’ll have them come Hell or High Water.

I deserve this. I’m doing it. I’m doing it for me.

Breaking Heart

I often feel that during presidential elections, the very people that God would have us help are often ignored.

Those living in poverty are not on the agenda of either major US political party and this, to me, is unacceptable.

What further disgusts me is this idea of “vote blue no matter who”. I agree that Donald Trump is a horrible president who represents many of the worst things about this country. I did not support his campaign and I believe he has made a mockery of the office of president.

By that same token, I am hesitant to support any candidate who runs under the banner of Democrat because I have lost faith in that party too.

Both parties are just two wings of the same bird and, at their core, they will fight for the wealthy and those who reflect establishment ideals. They do not care about the average American. They care about campaign donations, votes, and power.

We saw it in 2016. We are seeing it now.

We’ve played their game long enough. I propose that we find a way to either dismantle and rebuild one of these parties or put our collective energy into a grassroots effort to build a strong third party in this country. We outnumber them and have the power to set the agenda for this nations.

Are we willing to begin working toward this?

I certainly hope so.

My heart breaks for those this system ignores. I weep for those who have lost their lives because we play this game of putting politics over people. I’ve cried out to God to give us the strength to stand and demand a drastic shift. I hope we’re for it.

My heart breaks for those whose blood is on the hands of those who would silence the revolution.

My heart breaks for my dear friend who died in this country because healthcare for all was not his reality and not having $200 for a prescription cost him his life.

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For my day job, I’m currently working in sales. I do this to make sure that my bills get paid while I pursue purpose, Today was not my best day in sales but it’s one in which I learned a valuable lesson about how counterproductive stress can be.

For context, I’ll go ahead and say that I’m in my 3rd week on the sales floor for this position. During my 1st week, I was stressed out and didn’t believe I could close anyone so…. I didn’t. 🤷🏾‍♂️

In week 2, I closed one person. I immediately started stressing out about not having more because the people who had been in my training class were way ahead of me. I started to beat myself up for not performing to the same level as everyone else. At best, this was counterproductive. At worst, it was anxiety inducing. On Friday, I had a conversation with my manager and he told me what I already knew. I was being WAY too hard on myself. I had a head knowledge of this but I was not sure how to control the stress of it all. I spent the weekend thinking about this and figuring out how I was going to be on top of my game on Monday morning.

The answer I found was simple. I remembered the words wise people I’ve known over the years and the uniform message that worrying does not fix anything. If anything, worrying will cause you to be worse off because the energy you could be placing on doing your best in every moment, is being channeled in a negative direction.

But how to apply that in the workplace?

Take every project, task, call, etc, one at a time.

I did this today and what could have been a day in which I closed 0 interactions, I was able to put points on the board by taking the job one sales call at a time. It was almost time to get off, I was exhausted & I didn’t want to be in the office anymore. I wanted to spend the rest of my shift killing time (something that is tempting for sales folks to do) but I chose, instead, to make a few more calls and give each call 100%.

The 1st caller was not interested. Nobody picked up on the 2nd. The 3rd call was one that I closed. I didn’t do anything special I the interaction. I just put forth the effort and decided that I was going to deal with each interaction with a mindset of doing the best that Bash could do. This eliminated stress because I was only focused on what I had control over. I couldn’t force the people I was interacting with to be nice to me. I couldn’t force them to be interested in what I was offering. I could, however, show up in the interaction with my game face on and exhibit excellence in my behaviors.

It wasn’t a great day for numbers but it was a great day for my confidence.

Thanks for stopping by,

~Bash ♥️