Last year I chronicled a new aspect of my self-love journey that included consciously and intentionally dating myself (exclusively for a short period of time). I kind of slacked off in that regard towards the latter half of the year though I did continue self-dating here and there.
For 2019, I put it on my vision board to commit to at least ONE self-date activity of the month. And last Thursday, I honored the commitment for the month of January. Here are some of my reflections from that venture...
So since we haven’t yet made it through the first full week of the new year, I don’t think it’s too late for me to send out this testimonial review of my 2018.
I struggled back and forth with myself about whether I would sit down and actually write out the memories I had of the past year. I feel like I felt A LOT last year and it doesn’t take much for me to feel it all again, with each recollection I unveil. But I have been really mentored and ministered to by the writings of Audre Lorde as of late and her dedication to breaking the silences have inspired me to write my truths no matter how scary, uncomfortable, or awkward. This is part of my healing process. So here goes nothing: My 2018, the good, the bad and the ugly…
One of my Facebook friends, another dopified poet, commits to her craft in a way that is so admirable. For the past year or so she has participated in a daily writing challenge, where the objective is to... write everyday, DUH! Lol
So this year I am challenging myself to join. I successfully completed the 30/30 challenge last year, writing 30 poems during the month of April, aka National Poetry Month, so this year I'm kicking it up a notch like Emeril (well several notches really).
But I'm excited. Let's see what I can produce when I give myself a little nudge. Write on poet...!