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Focus

This isn’t random at all, but I follow Dwayne Johnson on instagram or otherwise known as “The Rock.” Mostly because I think he’s awesome and want to meet him one day, he’s super funny, but he also has tons of inspiration in him.

One thing I associate with this dude is the word FOCUS.

He posts up workout videos of himself in the gym and he will randomly stop working out, look up and yell to the other workout peeps “FOCUS!” -it’s pretty funny you should go look him up to check it out-

All humor aside though that word in that particular tone has rung in my spirit for the past month.

I feel like theres a bunch of us who have lost their umph, stride, motivation,etc in our goals,dreams, contending for our prophetic words that have yet to come to pass and everything else that has just become blurry.

I know I have been plagued by this lackadaisical mode.. my dreams feel super distant, goals have left stains on my white board for lack of crossing off or erasing them signifying their completion, and life has just sailed into this “daily routine” of living, making a baby, cleaning house, cooking dinner, visiting family/friends, and going to church.

Now all these weeklies aren’t terrible, but sparks of creativity aren’t in there, or go getting of dreams, ideas, or even brainstorming for those ideas.

WHAT HAPPENED?!

I used to write down daily to-do lists (the only organization involved in my life lol) and would enjoy checking off the items of chores or whatever happened to be on there. It made me feel accomplished and productive. Then actions towards my short term goals (and long term) found a place on those lists so I had room for “extra curricular activities” in my day….-until I got discouraged and having way more responsibilities to even think about such things-
But who said creativity, chasing dreams, and vision casting was extra? As in, “you’ll maybe get time to do these things, but it’s highly unlikely because other things such as working a 9-5, keeping up the house, or whatever else is the majority time consumer in our day come first since they are considered PRODUCTIVE.”
Productive: adj. | pro-duc-tive | : doing or achieving a lot : working hard and getting good results : producing or able to produce somethings especially in large amounts : causing or resulting in something

Now hear what I’m not saying, before you hear what I am saying : I’m NOT saying let’s quit our responsibilities, let our hair grow wild(including underarm/leg/etc hair) make flower crowns and carelessly live on the beach – goodness that does sound fun though minus the hair part– because responsibility is apart of life. But, that doesn’t mean responsibility has to steal creativity’s spotlight.

Creativity is productive.

Working hard and getting good results could look like an artist who worked hard to imagine the picture they are painting on a canvas which is their good result. Being able to produce something in large amounts could look like finishing your first book, this blog could be causing someone to be inspired and in turn resulting into a huge creative find. . creativity is insanely productive.

Abba first showed Himself as CREATIVE in the bible to us with good purpose. WE are creative beings. Creativity flows within us whether we want to have it or not because of our creator. He could’ve came as Father, Savior, etc but He chose to be creator first. That’s CRAZY!

The entire universe was created before jobs and duties were delegated.

Now, are our bills very real? yes, unfortunately they are.
do our houses need to be tidy? unless you like to live in dirty dishes, towels, and garbage YES they do.
Do our children need our love and 24/7 attention? Yes, but then there’s always babysitters 😉
Husbands? yes. But they’re big boys who can manage themselves for your me time. 

I state these four things because women are smashed into these four like a box. . but we aren’t just created to be the gorgeous housekeeper wife mom who also works in corporate america..

WE HAVE CREATIVITY TO RELEASE!

This isn’t a feminist rant trust me I’m not chopping my hair off and going all natural.. but these are very real things that come up in our daily lives and tend to throw covers over our natural ability to create.

-for those of you who are yet to have your own home, husband, or children, I’m certain you can insert the things in your life that take priority such as school, jobs, family, etc..-
Beginning of the year always has this atmosphere of FRESH. Fresh starts and fresh planner pages..- I just got a concrete planner for the first time ever and I’m overly stoked to mark it up! get one!-

So let’s take the opportunity to catch that atmosphere and allow ourselves to FOCUS on things we are passionate or want to be passionate about. Let’s get organized and have brainstorming creativity fill our empty pockets of extra time instead of social media or tv.

Let’s allow Abba to breathe life into our long lost visions, dreams, goals, and prophetic words so we can stick those on our to-do lists along with all the other things..

Let’s MAKE TIME to be productive in creativity and stop looking at it as an extra or a bonus if we get everything else done.. (ladies who are in college homework and studying is important and vital to your graduating, but time isn’t your boss it’s actually the other way around 😉 )
2016 is going to be our best year yet. A year where old dreams have been stirred up and stepping into our realities, where goals become fun to see on paper and are pursued with highest passion, where creativity is celebrated just as much as rest and getting a paycheck, where brand new ideas come like train cars uniquely chained to the next one, and our focus/ balance on ourselves as creative beings wouldn’t be tampered with or bottled up.
Also, though this declaration is powerful, it is most powerful when partnered with. Getting around women who will champion you and walk this focus with you are important to stay afloat. Without community things wilt. We were never meant to do it all alone anyhow or else you’d be the only person on the planet!
Find your “FOCUS!” yeller and stay close to her, guaranteed you’ll both have an amazing 2016.
Shake off all the discouragement, idleness and slothfulness. Whether it was put on by you or someone speaking over you just “shake it off, shake it off” -no, really get up and shake/dance it off right now as a prophetic act.. go I’ll wait..-

 

Take a fresh breath and smile..😁
Woo girllllll we are ready to step into 2016 and take charge over our crazy schedules and dreams.

 

LET’S DO THIS!
Papa, Thank you for the ability to create. For giving us the ability to make time and not be a slave to it. For being our number one cheerleader and “Focus!” screamer, and for promises you’ve placed in your word to give us motivation in times of needing motivation. I pray that our 2016 will be better than 2015 and that we would have more room in our lives to do one of the most important things we could do, sit down and create. I pray that you would bring clarity to those who feel they aren’t creative and vision to those who lack passion in other things besides making money for they have had no time to vision cast. I pray that we would have dreams, visions and encounters with you even tonight that would propel us into our 2016 with great height! Thank you for loving us the way you do, in Jesus name Amen.
Loving you, you focused, organized, sane go getter!
Tanisha Poni💜

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Fight like a girl

It’s so funny how anything that has “like a girl” at the end of it is considered some kind of deficiency.

In elementary school it was like the number one comeback.

But, doing anything “like a girl” in this world full of ignorant perspectives is actually a compliment

When I was younger – ok who am I kidding this still reigns true today- I was all about Disney princesses. I dreamed about what it would be like to be a princess in real life- little did I know I already was one- but, it wasn’t just because of all the fancier things or the love stories.. each one had a moment of courage, breakthrough strength, or stood for what they believed in.

They fought for their happy ending. And they fought like girls.

Ariel stood up for her opposing perspective on what she happened to be passionate about against her own father.

Jasmine put her foot down to laws that stripped a woman of her choice in falling in love.

Mulan became a warrior in an army she wasn’t accepted in, and saved the whole nation of China from being taken over.

Cinderella wouldn’t give up the fact that she deserved better and the simple ability to desire such things.

Belle refused to be conformed to the world around her, regardless if she was being spoken about or accepted.

Pocahontas had no fear towards the unknown when everyone around her did.
I could go on and on, but you get my point.

Happy endings didn’t just spring upon them right after a perfect and untouched life.
Their victory was already in them in the midst of trial. Their very choice in defying the odds manifested that victory.

So what’s the difference between us and a Disney princess?

Animation.

We ARE princesses, and we FIGHT LIKE GIRLS.

Feels more like a compliment now don’t it?

It’s my desire to see women step into their ultimate level of confidence in just being a woman period. For living in a world where they get ridiculed and belittled by the surrounding naysayers and still walk tall because they know the truth. They know who they are. They know to whom they belong.

At the age of 12, I found myself to be the only girl in a boxing gym. I had a love for boxing because it brought my father and I together to have something to talk about when I was in my teens and I grew such a passion that at the sound of actually doing it made me leap. But it wasn’t easy.

I wasn’t treated any different just because I was a girl, I had to do the same workout the guys did:
Run 3 miles without stopping (or else you got an extra 100 push ups or sit-ups added to the 200 you already had to do of each)
3 Rounds of Jump-rope – 1 round consists of 3 minutes
2 rounds of shadow boxing
1 round per boxing bag (there were four)
200 sit ups
200 push ups and if you were asked, you’d do a few rounds of sparring. ( like a practice fight in the ring with another boxer)

Yea I know..only 12 doing this huge workout.

Some days I felt intimidated by the guys because they would say stuff to me.. you know like, “you fight like a girl” and my response would mostly be, “I am a girl.” -doy. But, in any case they felt they had the upper hand; their muscles were bigger or they punched harder. And sure, that may have been a fact but the truth was, I was strong. If not stronger because of my mindset. -I did have rough days though, sometimes I’d cry because I didn’t want to go to box. I felt alone in a world full of sweaty boys, and I mean that work out is pretty rigorous!-

One day in my age of 14 (I boxed for a total of three years), I was told that I would spar one of the guys that just so happened to have been a friend of mine.. well, before the sparring match. -yes a guy-

I was so nervous, but I got in there and danced around a bit, got in my corner and waited for the bell to go off. -Mind you, this guy had been mouthing off to our friends at school about sparring me and how he was going to knock me out.-

The first round we danced around a bit, and he started throwing out punches and I was doing my best to bob and weave. I got hit a couple times in the body and once in the face (I kept dropping my left hand.)
The timer went off to signal the round was over and I was shocked that he hit me like that. But then this craziness came over me.. I wasn’t going to be afraid of him, I was going to make him afraid of me.

The second round bell went off and I came out like a bullet. I didn’t give no time for dancing around, I started swinging. Probably took him by surprise because he kept backing up when he threw a punch. And all I kept thinking was ‘get him in the corner and light him up’ in moments that’s exactly where he ended up.

I brought out my combination punches, I went for the body first and then the head and I was connecting every single punch! The glorious moment though was my final punch, the uppercut. I prepped that punch with every bit of strength I had left and released; that uppercut hit his chin so perfectly and in adequate force he fell to his knees.

I shocked my own self. haha
I backed up and watched as he tried getting up but, he stood dazed for a bit, so our coach called it quits and that was it. The whole gym looked at me like they hadn’t ever seen me before. -oh you know the dumb remarks about being a girl was thrown out their vocabulary for sure.-

From that day on I was untouchable. I felt this new surge of confidence I hadn’t felt before and it was evident. I was proud to fight like a girl. To fight like me.

Flash forward to the now..

To be completely honest for awhile that epic and pivotal day was just a faint memory. I barely remembered that tenacity of fight within me. Until I was reminded the other day, when I felt like I couldn’t handle any more bad news. But, as I remembered the fight in me it was different this time.

It wasn’t by my own strength that I felt this revive within me it was by His.
And although I was so recharged to come out swinging, I felt like Papa was holding me back-like if I was a little sparky fighter saying, “let me at em!” and then I was provoked to seek this scripture out:

You will NOT have to fight this battle. Take up your positions; stand firm and see the deliverance the Lord will give you, O Judah and Jerusalem. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged. Go out to face them tomorrow, and the Lord will be with you.” 2 Chronicles 20:17

Sometimes, fighting like a girl means protecting our peace and allowing Papa to keep us safe, and fight for us.The Lord will fight for you; you need only to be still.” Exodus 14:14

If you have felt like its been a never-ending hamster ball of bad news, stress, being overwhelmed, dealing with fear, anxiety, or anything else negative.. it might be time to allow Papa to fight for you.

You’re not losing when you take time to protect your peace or rest in Him. It’s actually your greatest weapon-as I have mentioned before and will continue to cause it’s so good.-

The confidence I have in the truth that I can handle anything because He strengthens me, releases so much rest. I don’t have to prove the fight in me to anyone not even Papa. Neither do you.

Fight like a girl who knows who’s side she fights from.
Fight like a girl who believes no matter what it looks like she already has victory.
Fight like a girl who won’t surrender her peace to any negative lie.
Fight like a girl..like you.💪  You can do this, because He said so.

Take pride in being a girl lovely. It’s a gift. (who wants to pee standing up anyway? 🙈)

Papa, I thank you for protecting us, for fighting for us. For being our savior. I pray that you would revive the confidence within us to fight like a girl. I pray we would walk in your peace and know that you are our strength. Help us to discern which fighting style we are in for our current season Papa. Thank you for loving us, and for being such a great father. I love you, In Jesus name amen.

Loving you,
Tanisha Poni 💜

BEE Yourself

My favorite Disney movie is Aladdin.
(I will refrain from the urges of my love for Disney and get to the point of this fact drop..)

I got the title of this post from the scene where Aladdin is trying to impress Princess Jasmine, and Genie is a bee whispering things in his ear to say to her. When that doesn’t go well, Genie makes his inspiring exit with the quote, “..But remember, BEEE yourself.” This said scene also provoked my desire to write this piece..😊

Before I started this whole blog I was hesitant because I thought, “Tons of empowering lady blogs (hah sounds like lady bugs😄🐞) already exist… So why should I try to make one?

You’re probably like, “GASP! Tanisha has thoughts like this pop up?!” Uhhh..YEA GIRL! Lol I’m not an exception to that junk. It happens.. but I choke that lie out with the truth like so:

Yes, there may be tons of those lady blogs BUT! There is NO ONE that will blog like you..because you are the only you.”

And.. that’s all she wrote. (Obviously I’m going to write more but you know what I mean😉)

Ok back on topic.. I pursued writing this blog because I knew no one was going to write EXACTLY what I’m writing, in the way I’m choosing to write it. And just like every other woman composing a blog, I have something to say. I didn’t care if women had done it before, nor about how it was successfully done. Because, there is no other Tanisha Poni I am up against, it’s just ME.

Isn’t that incredible? I’m the only me, and YOU are the ONLY you this world will EVER see.

You are completely unique. I get bothered because that word should be given more credit, and carry weight. These days it’s become cliché or a nice “repost worthy” quote. (😑)

Oh, but it’s meaning!!

Unique /yōō’nēk/ (adj) : being the only one of its kind. Unlike anything else.

Some of the synonyms are: distinct, individual, special, idiosyncratic (cause big words are awesome every now and then 😄) unrepeatable, exclusive, etc.

Now that I’ve given the English lesson for the day,
Chew on it.

You ::insert your name here:: are a ONCE in a lifetime ::insert your name here too:: !

Even if you’re a twin, you are STILL you.

Darling, this world couldn’t grow to it’s potential without your touch. I mean, that is why you have a different finger print than everyone else.. because no one, can touch the world quite like you.
(D’aww I know, cheesy, but you smiled!)

In Matthew 10:30 it says,
But even the hairs of your head are all numbered.

I realize I could’ve quoted the famous scriptures about being fearfully and wonderfully made, or about being knit in your mother’s womb, but you girls could be like, “Well, EVERYONE was created like that.. So, it’s not distinct.” (😐)

BUT!

We are women. And we do know much about our lovely locks. As well as, knowing all of our hair textures, lengths, thickness, etc, etc. are NOT the same. Hence, my chosen scripture of proof in your uniqueness. 💁 BAM!

The hairs on your head are numbered. He even knows about the ones that fall out in the shower while rinsing the conditioner out, and then them being pinned on the shower wall to hopefully be wiped away right AFTER your shower. 😂 (Lol, seriously beauts.. You better clean that!)
And I’m sure those hairs were accounted for, before you even had hair to count..

Let me wrap it up:

1. Pursue YOU.

Wanna paint? Paint.
Wanna sing? Sing.
Wanna be a fashion designer? Design away.
Wanna be a nurse? Nurse it up.

Don’t disqualify yourself because of comparison to the Georgia O’Keeffe, Whitney Houston, Coco Chanel, and Florence Nightingale of the world.. (Obviously these women made history, but that doesn’t mean there isn’t anymore room in the “women’s hall of fame!”) You were created to be beautiful like YOU, not beautiful like them.

2. Release YOU in this life. Stop worrying about what’s “in” or “out”, if so and so will still like you if you come out and say you really didn’t like what they liked, or what new detox everyone is doing and secretly whining through.. Just stop it! (I don’t care if people squirm in their skin because your differences are out of their comfort zone..) don’t copy anyone else’s “you” it’s not good enough.

3. Be You! Do You! Live You!

This world is waiting gem.. 😌

Loving you,
Tanisha Poni 💜