Monday, October 29, 2012
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Thursday, April 12, 2012
The Parable of the God Chosen Husband- The Book: Five Steps Needed to be Spoiled by God
The Parable of the God Chosen Husband- The Book: Five Steps Needed to be Spoiled by God: "But whoever listens to me will live in safety and be at ease without fear of harm ." Proverbs 1:33 God wants his children to always f...
Five Steps Needed to be Spoiled by God
"But whoever listens to me will live in safety and be at ease without fear of harm." Proverbs 1:33
God wants his children to always feel calm, cool, collected. The strong winds shouldn't effect us, we should only feel a reassuring breeze from the heavens.
God wants you to feel safe in His arms.
God wants you to be at ease in this lifetime and for always.
God wants you to be FEARLESS in the face of dangerous encounters.
God wants nothing and no one to harm you.
God wants to equip you with bulletproof, enemy repellent skin. He wants you to know in Him you will always have a force field of grace and heavenly favor.
So you're saying, all of that sounds nice but I don't feel like I have that. Where is God when I need Him? I pray almost every night and I get up with unanswered prayers. People get on my nerves and life is just not fair! I have been patient and I have waited on the Lord. Maybe He doesn't want to bless me. Maybe He just likes Susan or Ricky better than me.
Well I'm here to tell you that God does not favor one child over the other. He is not a human wrapped in fleshy ulterior motives. He is God Almighty and He is delighted when His children call on Him regardless of what they are going through. He sees the heart and responds.
Here are a few examples from the Holy text of people who were considered doomed and forgotten by God but never turned their back on Him.
Joseph - was betrayed by his brothers and sold into slavery and thrown into prison. He left a good home with a loving father to a cold lonely prison cell in a foreign land. That had to be a rough time. Still Joseph looked to God and trusted him. God answered by exalting him to the second highest position in Egypt as well as deeming him and his people favorable in a foreign land. ( Read the later part of Genesis starting at Chapter 37 for reference)
Daniel - Did Daniel whine and complain when he had to stand against a nation that was against the God he served? Did he ask God why me when he was thrown in the lions den? No he faced the heart troubling and life threatening situation head on. He trusted that God would rescue him, keep him safe and protect him from all harm. That's what God did. He shut the mouths of the lions and when his enemies where thrown in the same den he opened their mouths to devour a hearty meal. Look at God. ( Read Daniel 6)
Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego- who can forget the three Hebrew boys filled with promise? That's why when they were thrown into the fiery furnace it was a surprise for all but these three when God showed up. For you see their belief in their God was stronger than their fear of death ( forget fear of man; they didn't have it!) Jesus himself covered the bodies of the boys with his fireproof presence and they exited the furnace radiant and glorious as if God himself touched their faces. That's exactly what He did! ( Read the book of Daniel Chapter 3 for reference)
These people all had GREAT Faith! Even in the midnight hour they saw the glory of God.
That is what God wants for you. These people had God's heart and attention. He used them for a purpose bigger than themselves and showed Himself mighty in their lives.
I want that attention from God. I want to be used for a greater purpose. I want to be spoiled by His love. I want God to call me "his baby". I want to be endeared by Him, cradled by Him. I want Him to never let me go. I want to feel like a gem in Yahweh's eyes.
So the Holy Spirit revealed to me in five steps how to enhance that affection.
Step 1 : Ask for wisdom. In order to feel a stirring of love in our hearts we have to hear and recognize the voice of God. Can you tell the difference between your voice and God's voice? God's voice has to be clear and in order to hear with the heart (unlike natural ears our spiritual ones are located in our hearts) it must be unplugged. God gives wisdom freely. Ask for it, its free!
"Wisdom calls aloud in the street she raises her voice in the public squares."
Tune out the other voices that annoy you and unplug your heart.
Say "God I need your wisdom. I ask you to help me block out the things that are going to distract me from hearing your voice. Speak to my heart so that I can listen and obey."
Step 2 :When we find peace rest in it. After a daily dose of wisdom from God you are not going to feel anxious, upset, troubled but the complete opposite. It's a lovely feeling to know God just gave you a Rhema (word) from heaven. It feels intimate, private, sweet. The sweetness brings peace. We ruin the moment by allowing natural things to erase the feeling; like fussing about paying the bills, worrying about tomorrow, people pleasing. Arguments with people make us forget the time we had with God. People in general make us forget what God has spoken in our lives! Making people the center of our focus causes us to forget to spend time with the "center of it all." God is the granter of peace, He is the restorer of peace so why do we run to counselors, therapists and our friends to give us something He has already given us. Hold on to peace and don't let it slip away.
Step 3 : Don't play with fear; let it go. Once you have constant peace fear vanishes like a cheesy magician "out of sight". Fear has to be released when nothing can send you jumping through hoops anymore. You are cool as a cucumber now, what's up? Your answer to everything is" no worries it's in my Father's hands." You are in direct relationship with the King of Kings. He holds the highest office in the universe what are you afraid of?? Go to your Father! Once the enemy realizes that all his scare tactics don't work on you; guess what? He is going to run away from you! The devil will be afraid of you! That impresses Almighty God. He sees you working in the power he has given you. He cherishes and rewards you for your fearless attitude. He says, "What a jewel____is! _______ is a treasure I hold in my hands, high and lifted up because he/she works FEARLESSLY. "
Step 4 : Humble yourself before God's mighty hand and he will lift you up in DUE time. Cast all your anxiety on him because He CARES for you." 1 Peter 5 : 6&7
The key word is HUMBLE. We, as God's messengers, must be humble. We must never take credit for what he has done. Pride can not live with humility, if pride has rented out a room in your house I'm pretty sure he will insult humility with his stink attitude and gigantic head! Humility will jump out of the window! No, they don't make awesome roommates so don't try to hook them up. Always remember to be humble. Our King, Jesus was humble when He didn't have to be why should we be any different? We are the examples for the world, we shouldn't make heads turn with our bragging, our know it all attitude, or from telling someone where they can shove it! Remember God fights all of our battles we don't have to argue in the street or get puffed up because someone forgot to mention us in his/her speech. Highlighter: IF no one else sees your efforts God sees it. He rewards the best!
Step 5 : Shine for God and God Alone. Don't forget why you are here. You are supposed to be a star chosen by God, distinctive and revealing. You prepare the way for others to come. That is not a small job that IS A BIG DEAL. When you know from the outlining of your heart to the center that you are on a divine assignment nothing will depress you. Even in the darkest times you still find a reason to smile, during a grieving season still find a reason to be grateful. God sees you, he knows you and your pain like no other in the universe. He wants to comfort you. He wants to celebrate you, laugh with you! ( yeah God laughs)
He wants to prepare a feast for you, He wants to crown you, He wants to cleanse and purify your soul everyday. He wants to speak to you alone when you are dreaming, He wants to pat you on the back and say "Job well done my daughter/son keep going" now! You don't have to wait for heaven He wants to bless you on Earth. He wants to whisper His promises by night and fulfill them by day. He wants to spoil you with His caresses, His gentle guidance, His time alone with you. He wants to spoil you like an only child.
He is the only parent that can spread Himself so far to meet the needs of endless children. How wonderful is He! Do you desire Him?
You Must Desire Him. He can't do it without your input. He gives us free will and He won't twist your arm. (My God is too cool for that ;)) The desire must be there, alive, from within. You must desire to spend time with the Maker of Heaven, Earth and You. You must make the appointments and trust that He will show up.
Do you desire Him? Is He your first, your last, your everything?
(didn't mean to reference Barry White)
Then prepare to be spoiled by God.
Author of The Parable of The God Chosen Husband available this May!
Thursday, March 29, 2012
Pretty Pretty Princess
Ok so who remembers Pretty Pretty Princess the board game? I DO. I don't really know who I use to play with back then ( maybe my mom and aunts by force) or maybe my girl cousins who didn't come around that often. Who knows? The point is the game was very girly. It was all about getting jewels. No boys allowed. If you rolled the dice and landed on a picture of a bracelet you would be able to chose a princess trinket from out of the treasure box in the middle . There were so many jewels to chose! (Can you read my excitement?) I know the commercial looks like corn on a stick now but it is a fond memory to me.
The winner would take the crown and show off for the whole day! If you happen to be playing with me there was no contest. ")
Ahhh those were the the days of innocence when dreams ran free.
Don't get me wrong I loved playing police and matchbox line up with the boys but there was something about being a princess. Putting on the gaudy plastic ring made me feel elegant, womanly. Chosen. I basked in it. Play conversations with my girl cousins made me feel such a sophisticate.
And of course We all waited for our imaginary prince to arrive, topple the pieces over and carry us to a land far far away (hear the harps playing) ... Then the boys came and brought us back to reality.
I couldn't have "adult" conversations with boys there was no time in between the running and jumping over fake cliffs. There was barely time to breathe.
Thinking about Pretty Pretty Princess brings a smile to my face. Maybe I am making too much of it but This was a game Where a girl can delight in her girliness and dream on.
I am a proud 90's chick. I think everything was best then.
Do the girls of today have anything like Pretty Pretty Princess or are all games on the computer, playing with Ipads and iphones? Boardgames, hand games, jump rope, anything? ( insert if you know of one)
Correct me if I'm wrong but I don't see it. Barbies have become extinct a long time ago. Dress up. Forget it! "Skip it" was a daily exercise routine for me but then there's Dance Revolution.
Tell me where are the Pretty Pretty Princesses? Little Girls should be able to dream in PINK if they want to. I still do ( maybe ORANGE) but you know what I mean.






Little girls in their natural behavior. Little Girls how God intended. Little girls that dream big grow to be visionaries, pioneers, teachers, writers, entrepreneurs, storytellers, instruments of God; great moms, dynamic wives. I remember my mom's friend promising me at Disney World that she was going to make me my own medieval princess hat. The one with the ribbon trailing down the back. Apparently the one I wanted in Disney World wasn't good enough. Where's my medieval princess hat mom's friend? It's been eighteen years and I'm still waiting for it...Never mind.
And of course there's Suri
Princess Fashionista! Leading the way for the new Milli girls.
To all my 90's girls we are still princesses. If you call God "Abba" meaning Father, you are entitled to wear that crown. Wear it with grace and dignity! Encourage another; connect her to royalty. In Christ is where dreams really do come true!
The winner would take the crown and show off for the whole day! If you happen to be playing with me there was no contest. ")
Ahhh those were the the days of innocence when dreams ran free.
Don't get me wrong I loved playing police and matchbox line up with the boys but there was something about being a princess. Putting on the gaudy plastic ring made me feel elegant, womanly. Chosen. I basked in it. Play conversations with my girl cousins made me feel such a sophisticate.
And of course We all waited for our imaginary prince to arrive, topple the pieces over and carry us to a land far far away (hear the harps playing) ... Then the boys came and brought us back to reality.
I couldn't have "adult" conversations with boys there was no time in between the running and jumping over fake cliffs. There was barely time to breathe.
Thinking about Pretty Pretty Princess brings a smile to my face. Maybe I am making too much of it but This was a game Where a girl can delight in her girliness and dream on.
I am a proud 90's chick. I think everything was best then.
Do the girls of today have anything like Pretty Pretty Princess or are all games on the computer, playing with Ipads and iphones? Boardgames, hand games, jump rope, anything? ( insert if you know of one)
Correct me if I'm wrong but I don't see it. Barbies have become extinct a long time ago. Dress up. Forget it! "Skip it" was a daily exercise routine for me but then there's Dance Revolution.
Tell me where are the Pretty Pretty Princesses? Little Girls should be able to dream in PINK if they want to. I still do ( maybe ORANGE) but you know what I mean.
Little girls in their natural behavior. Little Girls how God intended. Little girls that dream big grow to be visionaries, pioneers, teachers, writers, entrepreneurs, storytellers, instruments of God; great moms, dynamic wives. I remember my mom's friend promising me at Disney World that she was going to make me my own medieval princess hat. The one with the ribbon trailing down the back. Apparently the one I wanted in Disney World wasn't good enough. Where's my medieval princess hat mom's friend? It's been eighteen years and I'm still waiting for it...Never mind.
And of course there's Suri
To all my 90's girls we are still princesses. If you call God "Abba" meaning Father, you are entitled to wear that crown. Wear it with grace and dignity! Encourage another; connect her to royalty. In Christ is where dreams really do come true!
Sunday, February 26, 2012
Across the GW
Friday, February 24, 2012
Excerpt from The Parable of the God Chosen Husband!
"Honey from the honeycomb tastes sweet. In the same way, wisdom is pleasing to you. If you find it, you have hope for the future, and your wishes will come true." Proverbs 24:13
A parable is a earthly story with a heavenly meaning. I hope you enjoy this passage.
From the Parable of the God Chosen Husband -1st parable of 16
AND SQUEEZED!!
A parable is a earthly story with a heavenly meaning. I hope you enjoy this passage.
From the Parable of the God Chosen Husband -1st parable of 16
Once upon a time, in a kingdom far, far, far away where trees grew very tall, fruit of every color bloomed in abundance and flowers of every seed sprung up from every spot of earth lived four splendidly beautiful princesses. The kingdom was named Jewel Kingdom for you see, the King was their Father and He loved his daughters so much each of them was a precious jewel in His eyes.
They were all gifted with not just beauty but intelligence, good nature and unique talent.
Although the princesses had many suitors, each lived in her own tower to wait for her handpicked love…
Meanwhile, the kingdom was flocked with men. Suitable men from all around the world came to greet the radiant princesses by knocking at their tower doors.
And the princesses were impressed!
Handsome men, strong men, men with honors, men with medals, men with trophies and stamps of approval stood at their tower doors.
Men on horses, men in grand carriages, men on camels and men on stilts asked for the ladies’ hands in marriage.
Men wearing crowns, Men carrying swords and men in armor promised the chosen four the world.
Tall men, petite men, stocky men, bearded men, shaven men, dark men, fair men,
Funny men, shy men complimented the spectacular princesses.
Men bearing gifts,
Men wooing with lutes and electric guitars,
Men reciting verses propped on one knee pledged their love and adoration at the princesses’ tower doors.
And they all came and they all left without one acceptance to their generous proposals.
For when the royal daughters’ hearts skipped a beat their Father would say, “I have not chosen any of them, for it is not time.” And the princesses were obedient.
They bid the suitors’ farewell each saying, “Sorry, Father has not chosen you. Goodbye!”
And this happened every day with the same results. And the three princesses were growing tired of waiting.
Till one day another rambunctious group was allowed into the tower gates.
When the eldest princess looked down and saw a sailor with a fine physique she said with great enthusiasm, “I’m tired of waiting!”
“Remember what Father said sister. Now is not the time.” The fourth princess replied.
“Oh forget what Father said. I can choose my own love. Look, he is so strong. I bet he can protect me from any danger and his teeth are pearly white. See how he smiles up at me? His biceps are like two great cannon balls. See how he flexes them? I will always be safe in his arms.” The princess blushed deeply.
The first princess winked down at the muscular sailor, “He is perfect for me.”
She sang, “I chose him!” and ran down the spiral steps and into the brawny man’s big arms.
He hugged her fiercely
Suddenly she felt discomfort; she felt an awful hairy itch.
She opened her eyes.
She was squeezing a huge pus filled RAT!
The rat’s red beady eyes raced with crazy excitement. She screamed and tried to get away but the filthy rat bit her tongue. Olive and white polka bumps rose over her once rosy lips.
Father said angrily, “You are not worthy of my inheritance. You are impatient! My child you looked at his appearance and not his heart. And now you have something you cannot give back.”
( from page 28) The remaining princess stayed in her tower another year. “Although it would be nice to have a companion, I don’t need a suitor to fulfill me.” The princess thought
She loved to walk with her Father in the morning, and laugh with Him in the afternoons because there was always joy in her heart for him. He whispered his promises in her ear before she rested her head down to sleep at night.
(From page 32) Her Father’s wise voice spoke,
“This is the one daughter. I handpicked him before you were born. I gave him an assignment to tend the sheep until it was time to reveal his true gift, the gift to heal like you, my princess. He is my gift to you. Together you saved the baby.”
Unmistakably smitten, the princess said,
“Yes, this is the one you told me about. You said he would come at the right time and he did. And his talents match mine. He was right here all along?”
“Yes I was. As you walked with the King I walked with him as well.” The physician smiled down at her.
The couple embraced and although they felt like they just met they were not strangers."
The women in the story are no ordinary women they are royalty, princesses by birth, sisters. The Father is King, Ruler of all things, He has dominion and power and He sees and knows all things. Their Father is God Almighty and He loves these wonderfully unique women all the same. He doesn’t love one more than the other. He gives His daughters four towers to dwell in, four occupations, four gifts, four talents to nourish and perfect for the Kingdom while they wait for the one He chooses for them to marry.
But one by one three of His daughters give in to their natural desires.
His last and only remaining daughter sought His love day after day. She looked for her Father and found Him. She delighted in His presence and He never left her side. Not only that, she cared about people. When her sisters lost their reason to wait she reminded them. She was an encourager. Do we encourage our sisters in Christ even when they fall?
The Father’s gift is too big to place on a handsome face, too original to find in a book, too magnificent to find in earthly jewels. What He has for His daughters that love Him is a man to complement their talent, not to complete them (they should be already complete with God) but to enhance their capabilities. Together, as man and wife they are powerful, remarkable and life changing; to those that watch their relationship grow.
We look for our soul mate in scrubs, a three piece suit with all the makings of success already written on him, he may be in the group I named but he may also be in the other group we speedily skim past. What connects us is not the money we make nor the positions we hold but who we serve and whose blessing we fall under.
You never know, your husband might be the same person you work beside every day or the guy you rarely say “hello” to at church service. You don’t see it but there is a passion you both might share. Allow God to reveal this special person to you. How? Get intimate with your King. Read His word (the Holy Bible), dedicate your life to serving in His Kingdom. Reclaim the promise He has over your life. That promise is to Reign. Remember, He only sends the best gents to His girls."
The Parable of the God Chosen Husband will be available for purchase in the spring. Please check back for updates! Feel free to post a question or send me an email. Thank you for your support!
-Camille
“For this reason a man will leave his father and mother and be united to his wife, and they will become one flesh.” (Gen 2:24)
She loved to walk with her Father in the morning, and laugh with Him in the afternoons because there was always joy in her heart for Him. He whispered His promises in her ear before she rested her head down to sleep at night.
Thursday, February 23, 2012
Saturday, February 4, 2012
I came back from an audition in Brooklyn and was so elated that I got a callback. Mind you this is the same theater I bombed in the same time last year. So for me this was a complete triumph!
I was feeling good until I got on the 4 train and there was a "bum" that got on and sat right across from me. I watched as he pulled his filthy suitcase closer to him as disgusted eyes just stared and looked down on his filth and grim. Some train passengers actually got up and moved as far as possible from this man wrapped in torn and stench ridden clothes. I watched their annoyance in wonderment.
I watched as he scratched his side, ate a Reese's peanut butter cup and continued to scratch himself...and I did nothing.
Something inside me told me to take out the 20 dollars I had in my pocket and hand it to him. But you know what excuse I made to not budge?
"I will;if he stays on until I get off." How silly is that??
The very next stop he got up and left.
I felt like crap on the floor. Do you know why? I wasn't obedient to that voice inside me. I was no better than everyone else that moved away from him and looked down on his life because I sat there and did nothing.
Jesus says in Matthew chapter five;
"Blessed are the poor in spirit,
for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
Blessed are those who mourn
for they will be comforted.
Blessed are the meek,
for they will inherit the earth,
Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness
for they will be filled."
We are God's messengers so we should be the ones doing the blessings. We are Christ's apprentice. We should be his hands, his feet, his voice, everything he left for us to be, everything I wasn't on that train. Although my heart was right the action wasn't filled. He still walked off with the same countenance he had when he came on.
As a Christian I awaken, walk out the door expecting an encounter with Christ. The homeless man could have been Christ in disguise, waiting for me to Do Something. Extend my heart for a few seconds...
To some people this whole discussion is not a big deal. This behavior is normal. Not for a transforming Christian. We have a responsibility that goes behind ourselves. Just like a teacher tests a student God gives us small tests of the heart.
I failed mine today.
"Blessed are the merciful,
for they will be shown mercy
Remember that when we show mercy to others God will pour his mercy on us when we need him to.
The same way Jesus showed mercy to us on that cross, shedding tears and blood for our wretched
filthy sins. He could have looked at us the same way those passengers on the train looked at the homeless man.
He could have said, "Ill. I'm not going down there
to save those creatures! They are too pathetic and they stink too.
He could have inched farther and farther away leaving us to our dark ugly doom. But He extended His heart and inched closer and closer until we could feel His presence, His sweet redemption, His beautiful cleansing power.
I'm so glad He didn't inch away from my grim. What a relief to know
he loves me in spite the tracing stench of imperfection!
"Blessed are the pure in heart for they will see God."
I guess it bothered me so much because my heart is set on being with God, feeling Him near and when my heart is near
Him it can't help but want to Love the way He does.
I yearn for a world that doesn't look at what
they can "get" but what they can "give".
God's still working on this imperfection. Me.
I was feeling good until I got on the 4 train and there was a "bum" that got on and sat right across from me. I watched as he pulled his filthy suitcase closer to him as disgusted eyes just stared and looked down on his filth and grim. Some train passengers actually got up and moved as far as possible from this man wrapped in torn and stench ridden clothes. I watched their annoyance in wonderment.
I watched as he scratched his side, ate a Reese's peanut butter cup and continued to scratch himself...and I did nothing.
Something inside me told me to take out the 20 dollars I had in my pocket and hand it to him. But you know what excuse I made to not budge?
"I will;if he stays on until I get off." How silly is that??
The very next stop he got up and left.
I felt like crap on the floor. Do you know why? I wasn't obedient to that voice inside me. I was no better than everyone else that moved away from him and looked down on his life because I sat there and did nothing.
Jesus says in Matthew chapter five;
"Blessed are the poor in spirit,
for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
Blessed are those who mourn
for they will be comforted.
Blessed are the meek,
for they will inherit the earth,
Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness
for they will be filled."
We are God's messengers so we should be the ones doing the blessings. We are Christ's apprentice. We should be his hands, his feet, his voice, everything he left for us to be, everything I wasn't on that train. Although my heart was right the action wasn't filled. He still walked off with the same countenance he had when he came on.
As a Christian I awaken, walk out the door expecting an encounter with Christ. The homeless man could have been Christ in disguise, waiting for me to Do Something. Extend my heart for a few seconds...
To some people this whole discussion is not a big deal. This behavior is normal. Not for a transforming Christian. We have a responsibility that goes behind ourselves. Just like a teacher tests a student God gives us small tests of the heart.
I failed mine today.
"Blessed are the merciful,
for they will be shown mercy
Remember that when we show mercy to others God will pour his mercy on us when we need him to.
The same way Jesus showed mercy to us on that cross, shedding tears and blood for our wretched
filthy sins. He could have looked at us the same way those passengers on the train looked at the homeless man.
He could have said, "Ill. I'm not going down there
to save those creatures! They are too pathetic and they stink too.
He could have inched farther and farther away leaving us to our dark ugly doom. But He extended His heart and inched closer and closer until we could feel His presence, His sweet redemption, His beautiful cleansing power.
I'm so glad He didn't inch away from my grim. What a relief to know
he loves me in spite the tracing stench of imperfection!
"Blessed are the pure in heart for they will see God."
I guess it bothered me so much because my heart is set on being with God, feeling Him near and when my heart is near
Him it can't help but want to Love the way He does.
I yearn for a world that doesn't look at what
they can "get" but what they can "give".
God's still working on this imperfection. Me.
Saturday, January 21, 2012
Body Over Mind
In order to fly the body has to get up high, real high. Higher than ever before I don't mean by the fine inventions of the airplane or a skyscraper elevator, I mean by silk fabric with the help of your Core, legs and upper body strength. "uh unh " my mind says, "I don't have it in me."
I started taking aerial boot camp classes this month and it has been a battle of body and mind and for once I want my mind to shut up. My mind says NO, that signals warnings to my body
Stop,
don't perform,
you will get hurt!
this is dangerous.
why are you even here?
you don't even have a clue about jumping on a trapeze.
You are not a circus clown
You can never be like those people in cirque de soliel
Don't you know everybody here is better than you?
You will Fail in front of a group of strangers and feel like a complete idiot.
My mind visualizes me busting down the door to escape but my feet stays firmly planted on the gym mat.
Although a few of those thoughts may have some truth to it why let them get in the way of actually having fun or actually being free from side commentary?
I had to tell my mind to put a sock in it, it's body's time to shine, to glide, to fly. The body never tells the mind to stop learning, stop listening, stop thinking so my should the mind have all fun?
The question I had to ask myself was, How do I keep my non stop cranium from shutting me up in a closet of reclusedom?
Answer came to me simply,
I clear it.
I give in to my body for the moment. Shut the mind down. I give my body little compliments. I give my body attention and soothe it and rebuke any limitations that may want to surround it. I tell my body, "Hey, remember you can do all things through Christ that strengthens you."
I focus my body on it's own goals and not the comparison of another. I treat my body to what it deserves, rest, relaxation and preparation for the workout of a lifetime. I push my body until it it tells me it needs to slow down; not my mind.
I realize if it were up to my mind I would never try anything new or sign up for any physical challenges. My mind will give me facts and start quoting from books, my mind we give me advice, negative advice, nervous advice to send my body to a halt.
I don't need that when I want to reach new heights. I need to be free, unchained, weightless. Last night I climbed the aerial silks for the first time. Honestly, it wasn't the most graceful climb and the instructor told me my feet needs alot of work but I got up there. No, I didn't reach the top but I was higher than the week before.
Next week my body will yearn to climb higher, it will be stronger and more agile for the effort. So I'm glad I gave in to the nature of my body and not the nature of my mind for this one.
I walked out of the class with a sore body but a smooth accomplishment!
Aerial Boot Camp
Bridge for Dance Studios
2726 Broadway near 104 st-- 2nd floor.
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