Our son loved kindergarten (K-5). He loved to play with others, loved to laugh, loved to eat snacks and take naps! He did very well in K-5, but he struggled with the transition to first grade. The first weeks of school were great, but then slowly, his momentum quickly leveled to a slow pace. Finally, I asked him what was wrong and he said: “Mom, I wanna go back to K5. I want my nap! In K-5, we get extra snacks and if you good, you get extra playtime.”
As parents, our hearts leaped for joy and a sigh of relief because that was it? We figured this would pass over time. In his view, life was good in K-5: friends, playtime, snack time and nap time. After a few months, we realized he was really serious and struggled to move forward with new expectations. He was in the same school, but a different way of learning. His study time increased and he had less time for snacks and no naps!
He cried every week for the months of August through November (I will NEVER forget). He complained regularly that the teacher forgot about the nap. He wanted to believe that K-5 was the best time in life. He wanted the teacher to conform to his needs, his level of understanding and what was relatable.
Years later (I think about this now), he’s a young adult, but the idea still remains so relevant to many adults that hail “good times” but were they great times? My son did not need a nap at the time, he needed knowledge, he needed to be challenged and become flexible in new structures and expectations. He cried, and he complained, but it did not change the journey direction. Going back is not going beyond. You can’t journey forward, while stepping back.
A powerful declaration through Sean “Love” Combs’ world of changes has emerged. I listened multiple times to Sean “Love” Combs’ declaration regarding the lack of diversity in The Recording Academy. He spoke not only his conviction, but boldly proclaimed the injustice of the industry towards artists in which he has operated for years. I’m humbled by various voices that have emerged with maturity as they share the scars to unveil the injustice they have endured and commit to creating change for others. Through life and challenges, he shared “the truth” and yet some people of the faith-based community struggle to extend the truth behind a podium labeled as the “sacred desk.” Is it sacred because it holds the truth that would not be proclaimed? Are we afraid to call out societal arrogance and injustice because we dare to tell the ugliness in barter and exchange for favorable circles?
I admire Sean “Love” Combs’ internalized liberty and bold priorities expressed behind the sacred desk of creative artistry. While he was creating music, God was creating his life’s mandate; life’s dual sword. I am regretful that I only experience the admiration and not the manifestation in my own sphere. I no longer wonder why certain dreams and visions have not manifested in my own life. There is great responsibility in certain realms that I can only dream and stand in awe. I realize that perhaps I may never reach that level of influence. I think it’s time to stop hiding behind a sacred desk laced with secrets of the so-called saints. I don’t think it’s working, I think it’s been used to confine the voice of transformation. Until I accept and embody that truth . . . I’ll find myself standing in line and waiting “my time.”
#stayfocused #staytrue #stayyou