I Choose Me Today

I choose me today. Because somewhere between yesterday’s heartbreak and this morning’s breath, I finally learned the lesson Spirit kept whispering:

I cannot control my family. I cannot control my community. I cannot control this world spinning wild on its axis.

But I can change me.

From that deep-down place where Spirit is pure, where peace is not a dream but a dwelling place, I woke up unhooked from the chaos of the world.

I choose me today. I choose a life that is peaceful, hopeful, and dripping with joy.

And to get there, I had to release expectations, the ones I inherited, the ones I carried, the ones that were never mine to hold.

And when I let them go, I found freedom.

Freedom to coexist in a world that can be mean and messy, cruel to its people, careless with its animals, reckless with the earth that feeds us.

I used to drown in the questions: Why don’t we care for the planet? Why are certain groups treated like they don’t belong in a world they helped build?

I had to stop living in the land of lack, the valley of “not enough.”

I transformed my thinking into infinite possibility. I let go of the limitations the world keeps handing me and embraced the abundance of the Universe.

Because there is power available in the Universe , real power, ancient power, the kind that hums beneath your ribs and rises when you remember who you are.

And I am going to use it for my good. I am going to use it to shine the light wherever I go.

You can’t take my hope today. I could give it away if I chose to, but today, I’m keeping it.

Don’t get me wrong, there is a lot broken out here. I see it. I feel it. I don’t pretend it’s not happening.

But I refuse to be consumed by it. I refuse to let it eat at my soul.

I am optimistic about what’s next. Because what we’re witnessing now is the beast in the basement rattling its chains, showing its face one last desperate time.

This country was built on barbaric brutality, let’s tell the truth.

Immigrants were brought here because America didn’t want to do the work. People from everywhere built this place brick by brick, bone by bone.

And now that the population is shifting, now that the “browning of America” is no longer a prophecy but a present, some folks want to go back to when America was “great,” which is code for White again.

There is a fear in this land that if America turns brown, brown folks will do to white folks what white folks did to them.

But I don’t believe that.

History shows that this country, and this world, was built by all of us. Its foundations rest on the labor of the enslaved and the contributions of immigrants. Their work, their sacrifice, and their humanity made this nation possible.

Time to tell the story. Time to tell the truth.

So today, I choose hope.

Because in the middle of all this chaos, there is light, the light of peace, the light of healing, the light of truth rising like dawn.

To move forward, we had to unearth the stones we buried, confront the lies we were taught, and shake the dust off a foundation that was never solid to begin with. 

That is what we are witnessing today. That is what the struggle and the resistance are about. And the harder some people try to pull us backward, the faster that false foundation crumbles.

That is why I am hopeful. I see glimmers of light in the children of racists saying, “No more.” I see light in the stories finally being told, stories buried under centuries of silence. I see the slow, steady unwhitening of history as truth rises to the surface.

This country was built on garbage and the stench is rising. It is time to take out the trash.

And before I close, I challenge you, yes, you, to let go of the things that are no longer working in your life.

Let go of the environments that drain you. Let go of the people who diminish you. Let go of the thinking that shrinks you.

Choose something different today. Choose something sacred. Choose something true.

Choose you.