
I had a conversation with Oprah the other day. Yes, "Oprah!" We were sitting on my porch. After she looked around with eyes following plants needing to be watered and dirt needing to be swept - she crossed her arms underneath her breasts and said in that Tyler Perry/Madea manner, "mmm-hmmmph..."
Her eyes said it all as did the harrumph of dis-satisfaction.
"Girl," she said, "You gotta sweep up your porch!"
This was a pronouncement. An exclamation, A statement. A fact. It encompassed all that I am and all that I am not.
Now you must seriously know that Oprah was not really on my porch. She lives in my head. I have learned to step into the shoes of my mentors and role models. Her wisdom and honesty help me balance the voices in the attic. The upstairs voices of the three old bitties:
Shoulda. Woulda and Coulda.
I play Oprah's voice talking back to me like a bird calling through the window with encouragement and ideas. A melodic chant of straight talk with her eyebrows raised and piercing questions. I always answer her truthfully from a deep prospective of self that I don't always share with others.
The conversation I played in my head was the visit of a wise and good friend who shared with me the importance of stepping into my destiny with strength, cleanliness (apparently important to Oprah) and preparation.
I looked through the eyes of another and saw depression and a sense of giving up. I am on the doorstep of my dreams and I've been sweeping dust under the welcome mat. I have created random acts of sabotage and ignored blatant and blaring facts.
I recently celebrated my fifty-and-a-half mark. I've been working on this list and realize I am starting to fulfill my wishes and my destiny is about to change.
Goals For My Fifties:
Be the Healthiest I've Ever Been
Motivate and Inspire
Do Presentations for Something I Believe in
Introduce Others to Walking
Make Money Having Fun
Earn a Leadership Role
Write
Dance
Move with Intention
Learn to be a Wife
This is all up to me and that is where the distraction and interruption of action steps take place. The lack of integrity in continuing. Following through. The procrastination of realizing our goals and letting the dust settle at our feet. The act of uninvolvement that creates fear, worry and stress.
Stand with me, broom in hand and look around your own porch through the eyes of another. How do you welcome your dreams and desires? What's behind the facade? Remove the welcome mat and shake it out. Sweep behind doubt and under failure. Clear out the cobwebs of indecision and water the plants that give birth to your desires.
"Girl, you gotta sweep up your porch!"