Music is such a HUGE part of my life. It’s a time machine. It’s an auditory high. It’s therapy. It’s… ISSA VIBE! lol Music has helped me get through some really heavy moments in my life. Music brings me back to come of the happiest moments of my life as well. I guess it’s safe to say that it’s been a very consistent element in my life. I’ve decided to feature a weekly playlist. I may even share some stories I associate with different songs. I’ve been told that my music choices are sappy and/or old school. I actually have a very wide scope of music interest. So you just never know what you’ll get. Sade, Tim McGraw, Beyonce, Billy Ocean, DMX, Rihanna, 2Pac, Anita Baker, Celine Dion, Lauryn Hill, Sia, Lady Antebellum, Jay Z, Kenny G, Mary J. Blige, John Legend, Bobby “Blue” Bland, Nas, Michael Jackson , Jill Scott, and so many more! I’m thinking I will post a playlist every Friday.
Jada Pinkett-Smith has this new series called Red Table Talk which airs on Facebook. The show is appropriately titled as it features herself, Adrienne Banfield-Jones (her mom) and Willow Smith (her daughter) just having real conversations around a red table. I have watched all of the broadcasted shows thus far, including the live episodes. It’s been very… edifying for me. I can say that I have been touched personally in one way or another by each of the episodes which are less than 20 minutes each. I have always thought that conversations amongst women when gossip, ill will, judgement, pessimism and comparison (among so many other catty characteristics that often come along with a bunch of women get together) are left outside the door and instead replaced with an open heart and mind, transparency, empathy and a desire to understand, can be quite powerful and magical even. ***I’m pretty sure that was a run-on sentence, but who’s grading? lol***
The great thing about the conversations had at the red table, is that they are had between 3 different generations. Each generation offering a different point of view. A different struggle or personal experience. There is a richness in this; an invitation to its viewers (at least this viewer) to carry those same subject matters beyond the conclusion of the shows. I know I have called my best friends or texted just to discuss some of the thoughts I was left with after watching. I’ve also found myself with eyes that were more moist than usual. lol
ANYWAY… lol I have to stop myself, because I will go on this long spill and lose the point of this entire entry. Focus Ebony, focus.
Last night I watched the second show, “Surviving Loss” and I can’t quite put into words what this episode did for me, but it was very… Shit, it was good. When the show went off I just sat there and I reflected for a moment…or two. I sent it to my best friend so that we could have a conversation about it. We later spoke and shared what our personal takeaways were. I will share a few of mine.
- Ebony (That’s me!) has always been a caregiver, a protector and a good friend… to others. I have not been those same things to myself. It’s time that I care for myself and protect myself JUST AS (if not more) I do for others. It’s time that I be a better friend to myself.
- Waking up and realizing that you have lost yourself is a blessing, because it comes with a call for action.
- Unhappiness is not a life sentence. It is a realization. One that you MUST act on. Unless of course, this is a state you enjoy.
- Self examination requires honesty and though the truth may be painful, it is a necessary component of growth.
- Some things are completely outside of my control and I have to learn to not only accept this, but respect it as well.
When I started this blog, I started it with a desire to be transparent as I understand the healing power of truth. As I continue to have these very truthful conversations with myself, I am certain that I will be able to deliver as intended.
“I don’t eat at just anyone’s house!”
“You can’t trust JUST ANYONE with your food!”
“You won’t catch me eating at a pot luck! I just work with these people. I don’t know how they live!”
How many times have I heard this? Hell, how many times have I said it?
So let me get this. We say things such as the above, yet… we go to restaurants and order food which is, by the way, cooked by people WE DO NOT KNOW. It is also cooked in a kitchen that WE HAVE NEVER WALKED INSIDE OF. We don’t know if the cooks decided to wash their hands upon returning from the bathroom. We don’t know if the cookware was sanitized. We don’t know if the food was properly handled, yet, we take no issue with filling ourselves up with that same uncertainty.
At least we have some sort of association with the co-workers or fellow parents at our kids’ schools. We rarely even lay eyes on the people who are responsible for our often times over-indulged bellies!
For the record, I still won’t just eat at just anyone’s food and I will be at Panera Bread in the morning! lol
That is all.