It pays to leave the past in the past, even if the past was as recent as last month, last week, five minutes ago. Time waits for no man (or woman), & that includes the stories we tell ourselves about what folks can do. About what folks are capable of. Oxford Dictionary defines the word underestimate as: to estimate (something) to be smaller or less important than it actually is. Also, an estimate that is too low.
I, personally, love an underdog. Take Malcolm X for example- an orphaned ward of the state, a gambler, a thief, a hustler, a blight. And yet he became, as Ozzie Davis put it, "a prince- our own black shining prince!"; an icon who still, all these years after his death, serves the most potent example of honorable black manhood. Even so, those who knew Malcolm Little might have had a hard time accepting the transformed Malcolm X because some folks are too lazy to change their sheets, let alone their mind.
Over the next 30 days, folks may want to treat you (see also: pay you) based on who you used to be, what they used to know or what folks used to say. It's going to suck but you can't worry about all that. In fact, you shouldn't worry about anything except honoring who you are right now, appreciating how far you've come & seeing how you can be a better bitch tomorrow. You can't lose when your only competition is yourself.
And if, in sublime recognition of who you've become, you feel compelled to spread the word about yourself, save your breath. Folks who knew you on the bottom won't want to hear you talk about being on top. They won't want to know they've underestimated you. They won't want to see you get out of your place. Again, that will suck but you can't worry about all that. They'll come around as soon as it benefits them to tell someone else they know you. You better believe they'll come around when it serves them.
And when that happens, don't you dare make the same mistake they made & underestimate the lengths to which they'll go. They'll confess they were wrong about you, but deep down inside, they just want to prove, close up, that they were right. Even if they have to take matters into their own hands.
Their schemes won't hurt you but prepare to be appalled.
Let the side show begin.
Sometimes we ask God for things, but then they take forever (and a day) because God's timing is not our timing. Sometimes the things we want aren't ready; sometimes we aren't ready for the things. In the meantime, lots of things-that-aren't-the-thing present themselves. In the worst case scenario, we get so worn down navigating through disappointment & hopelessness at countless interactions with things-that-are-not-the-thing, that when the thing finally appears, we don't have enough faith or optimism left over to appreciate the magnitude of the fact: the thing we asked God for has appeared. Instead we are jaded, calloused, grown up. Too responsible to believe, too smart to care. We have a Master's degree in playing it cool & a Doctorate in not getting our hopes up. It's crazy how, when you're young they tell you that what you desire will come with time; but after the time is spent, common sense tells you that what you desire is never coming at all. (Which isn't very logical because everyone eventually ends up where they're going, don't they?) Instead of saying FINALLY & opening our arms, we say NEVER AGAIN and zip our lips, ball our fists & turn our backs. Suddenly even things going right are nothing except a reminder of what could go (& has gone) wrong.
This month, we must be careful that the behaviors that got us this far (skepticism, doubt, and loyalty exclusively to self) don't send us right back to where we started. In this brave new world, any effort to open our hearts will be rewarded, even if it's just a tiny bit. Ain't nothing wrong with believing the best in folks & receiving goodness & showing love. Most blessings-aside from manna from heaven & the ram in the bush- show up in the form of people. God may not come when you want Him but He's always right on time. And speaking of the Most High- if someone asked You for something that You specially customized, carved & chiseled- but then when it came time to give the thing to the person who asked for the thing - they barely said thank You & treated the experience like it didn't matter anyway because Your exquisite workmanship took too long- & along the way there were too many counterfeiters spoiling the fun - how would You feel?
And how is it God's fault we kept getting lured by not-the-thing anyway?? And aren't we grateful for finally learning the difference between the thing & not-the-thing? And aren't we ready to put our skills of discernment to the ultimate test?
And haven't we learned yet that indifference is just another snare of the devil??
Now is the time to rejoice, dammit. The kingdom (whatever that means to You) is here.
"Behold I do a new thing; now it shall spring up. Will ye not know it?"
A monthly message, alchemized/ channeled from tarot cards, seasoned with intuition and life experience, served with love.