Self-care matters because you matter

Hello Readers. 

This year dragthepen will host various discussions about Self Care. Why? Because you matter. Your life matters and the quality of your daily life should matter to you. 

Self Care: should not be treated as a luxury but as a necessity daily practice that helps to rejuvenate a person’s holistic well being. In other words, your daily practice of self care should be a combination of relaxing and meditative activities that treat your mental health, your soul, the essence of your core of spiritual soul, activities that strengthen your body and final activities that promote a good emotional balance. 

Daily self care should not be an occasional trip to the nail salon or weekly happy hour or that once a year vacation. A daily practice of self care in this hectic society should include awareness of our eating habits, sleep patterns, exercise, how much television we watch and the content of what we are watching. 

Question, what does yourself care practice look like in your home? Are you teaching your children how to be kind to themselves and not allow society to shape their thinking with distorted images of who they should be? Husbands, wives, partners, brothers, sisters, mother, daughters, father and sons, what do you do when you notice that your loved one is exhausted, emotionally broken, repeating harmful patterns in their life? We have to teach each other about the power of self-reflection and self care and knowing when it is time to step back, breathe, slow down and push the reset button.

We have been taught that we are our brothers and sisters’ keepers, but we are living in a society where we look the other way when those we claim to love and hold in high esteem need a lesson in self care. This conversation will continue.  

Let’s make self care a daily practice and not an occasional treat. 

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SELF CARE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Dear Readers. This year I will be discussing various aspects of self-care and mental health.

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People say that ” self-care is the best care”. I say, we in a society where we don’t have meaningful conversations about and how to enforce self-care thus taking supporting our mental health on a daily basis. We talk about mental health and protecting our peace, but how can we protect our peace when we lack good self-care practices? 

What is your mental health worth to you? Think about some of these points while you’re grinding yourself into exhaustion and developing poor eating and sleep habits. 

Do you lack a productive social life and I am not referring to Happy Hour. Is family time something you avoid or take time to plan for the wellbeing of your family’s emotional and mental health? 

How many people reading this will admit that they are overwhelmed at home and overworked at the job. 

You feel drained, angry, have become an emotional eater, gain weight, lost weight due to stress, and are short tempered.

Have you allowed your mental and emotional health to suffer due to remaining in dysfunction relationships? When I say relationships, this includes intimate situations, family, and friends.

People bottom line we all need down time, alone time, spa day, a weekend getaway, and a night out on the town. We need to laugh more, increase our listening skills, and practice disconnecting  from technology and all social media, and have old fashion conversations. 

I am going to leave that right there. Throughout 2023 I will be offering suggestions like, good books to read on self-care, reminding you to step back and take some down time and more topics on the importance of good self-care and mental health practice.  

A Women’s Worth

Dear Readers,

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Happy New Year.

We need to stop applauding women for being exhausted due to forsaking self-care and their mental and emotional health, while supporting families, working outside the home and wearing multiple hats. I don’t believe in the myth of superwomen. Society is overwhelmed with women who are physically drained, suffering from health issues, emotionally empty, depressed, oppressed, feeling trapped and ignored. Women are told that women complain too much and are never satisfied. Women give so much and get little in return. 

Tis The Season

Dear Readers,

Tis the season to stand in long lines and count to ten before losing patience 

To purchase overpriced airlines tickets, but it worth the smiles, kisses, and hugs 

To get tipsy on purpose

To be the receiver and not the giver

To forgive grudges

To overspend, overeat, bake cookies, trim the tree, and watch Charlie Brown Christmas 

Tis the season for the Nutcracker and listening to Nat King Cole sing classic Christmas songs

To watch sappy Christmas movies and take part in ugly sweater contest

To reminisce about Christmas past, present and anticipate the future

Tis the season to share with people who are less fortunate 

To gather from near and far, to worship, to laugh at family photos and to make new memories, and passed down recipes

To make a snowman and snow angels, To in from the cold for hot chocolate 

Tis the season to believe in miracles 

To slow down and reflect because  

You’ve made it through another year even if it by the hem of a string

Tis the season to be grateful 

A Few Words.

DEAR Readers,

When a woman says, ” she doesn’t want a man in her life” that’s not an open door for people to throw shade, condemn or label her a lesbian. You have not lived her life nor her experiences. She might be on a path of healing and self-discovery. So, before you become judge and jury respect and honor the fact that these women choose to remove herself from dysfunctional men so she can be all she can be for herself. Respect the journey.

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Word Wall

Accountable, Conscience, Consequences, Desensitized, Extreme, Immoral, Irresponsible, Hopeless, Shame, Outrage, Untamed, Worthless, Value, Violence, 

Dear Readers,

Society is shaking its collective heads in shame towards young people due to their extreme and out of control behavior. I keep asking where’s the village? Young children, teens, and young adults are running loose untamed feeling hopeless and what do the adults do tell them that they are worthless and irresponsible.

The youth of today are not held responsible for their unjust behavior, and they live life without value, lacking conscience committing acts of violence, young people have become desensitized to the consequences of their immoral behavior. 

People say” the power of life and death is in the tongue.” I say, “the power of life and death is in our hearts and minds.” It’s not enough to express outrage over the death of Shanquella Robinson, offer prayers then go back to business as usual. We need to go back to teaching value, morals, and self-respect in the homes, schools, and churches. Our young people need positive role models and leaders to help them understand that they are their brother and sisters’ keepers. 

Shanquella Robinson can’t REST IN PEACE because their heartless and violent manner that her life was taken from, bring her Killers to justice and then maybe her Soul can rest.

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Fire

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SUNRISE

The fire in your eyes,

Reminds me of a sunrise.

Soft words you whisper slowly drifts

From your lips to my ears.

Reminds me of the sunrise that is so far

Yet near.

The robust laugh vibrating through your lungs,

Reminds me of the sunrise busting through the clouds. Yet it is not loud.

The brightness of your sparkling smile blinds me,

So I shield my eyes from the rays of the sun.

The warmth of the sunrise penetrates my soul, 

Just as you do when you hold me

So I won’t get cold.

The sunrise brings life, love and light

To the awaking day. These stirring feelings

You have given to me, since you have come my way.

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Forever Pure

Warm and Secure

You have a special way of making me feel warm and secure.

Your strength and power inspire me to adore you more.

Life constant changes drives me in sane. Your love I can depend on to remain the same.

I’ve never desired a man for riches or fame.

All the gold in fort Knox’s can’t compare to this burning flame.

I hunger for your touch.

Love so gentle, kind, forever pure.

I can climb the highest mountain, swim from shore to shore and weather any storm

Because I have your love to keep me warm and secure.

I would be lost without you, for you know this is true.

Don’t ever stop making my skies starry and blue.

It’s your love that keeps me alive,

This I shall not deny your promises I can always rely.

Every day with you is like being born again

Because I have your love to keep me warm and secure.

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Breathless

The Morning After

The Morning after you left me with a kiss on my lips.

The sun was late raising.

I rushed back to bed wrapping my body in the sheets longing to

Recapture the moment when you and I became one with the universe.

Inhaling the smells left from our lovemaking.

The sheets still warm from the heat of your body.

My mind drifted back to the moment when you towered over me,

My nakedness was covered with the rain that cascaded off your body

Showering me with the scent of your manliness.

I kissed the Imprinted that remained on the pillow where you laid your head.

The moment I came back to reality and I looked out crossed the silent blue

Sky, the sun began to rise.

Decision, Decision, Decision

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WHAT WE DO

We always say the things that are true

This we should do.

We always do the things we feel

This we should not do.

Just because you feel, doesn’t make it so.

We always image the things we cannot see

This we should do.

We often smile, instead of frowning

This we should not do.

We weep to express pain

This we should do.

When we fall, we raise up again

This we should do.

We cheat, steal, and lie

This we should not do.

We spread rumors of the untrue gospel

This we should not do.

We dream the impossible

This we must do.

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