Rejection

Have you ever been rejected especially where it matters the most? Well, I have! Thinking about it, in most instances, it had nothing to do with me or what I did or not do. It had everything to do with the rejecter and the decisions they made about me. Look, rejection is harsh and it is painful but it has always elevated me to my next level, strange enough. But when it happens, like today, the pain is something of its own nature. I cannot even describe how I feel. It is very important to accept the rejection and grief as much as possible so you can be ready for the next level Child.

Thinking of the current state of the world regarding #blacklivesmatter, It is sad for me to admit that we, as black people, will still suffer those pains of our forefathers. Some of our African counterparts do not want to work with a black person, no matter your competence. I have been rejected many times because of my race. And guess what, it is painful every time. It does not get better with time. Just like today, the pain is so shuttering that one wonders what they have done to get this. I mean, I work very hard and that is how I got here but I still get to be told that I am not good enough. Some of our experiences are not physical but rather psychological and none of them is any less, it still hurts. Well, thanks to the #blacklivesmatter movement, I am reminded of my worth and that many rejections will still come and yes, some will be from me not being competent but I will rise and try again until someone sees and appreciates my worth.

This too shall pass, it is well...