Welcome iNTRA Nation!
{Yes! I'am the Proverbial Problem My Ancestors Forewarned Us About}
On-Behalf-Of STORY-STUDIO77 (per CoachTC)
I’ve been assigned to this commentary based upon a self-reflective inquisition
I recently underwent…so, here-we-go. FYI: This messaging is mainly for those
journeying into their unique Individuality. As well as those composing
narrative on-behalf-of-others and especially for those wrestling with the contemplations
of engaging the art-&-craft of one’s-own-narrative as a source of
inner-healing. And of course,
respectfully, for those engaging the daily-drum of DivineTrifecta: Story, Arts-&-Acoustics. The
journey of a thousand-miles begins with one step.
Our ultimate goal for the second-half of 2018 is to FIGHT THE URGE to distancing
oneself and or not leaning-into the people/places/passions/projects that bring
forth fulfillment, complement-and-compliment, perception-contouring, communal-consciousness,
and or a solid-understanding-of-Self.
These preliminaries signify the basis of inner-viewpoints (keenly
regarding the intangibles of self-confidence, patience, and core-comprehension);
instead of outer-views-of-point. The-task-at-hand is to fix one’s focus upon the
patient-pace-of-the-process J in order to keenly, and ultimately render one’s DIVINE-NARRATIVE. This practice encompasses the dropping-of-burdens
that conjure shame-gaming, precautionary-measures due to previous
disappointments, fears of rejection, distant faith, and submission-by-way-of-fright
while regarding random/unworthy plights of character-assassination and
second-hand flossy-gossip.
Trendy-traditions of crafting lopsided-narratives and hosting galleries
of ruddy-notions (the rumor mill) produces plenty of ‘leading’ stories that are
often told via cloaked-and-daggered means of flossy-viciousness – and you don’t
have to take-my-word; there’s historical accounts to this sentiment that holds
no bounds…just seek-and-thee-shall-discover!
The faculty of StoryStudio77 (SS77) has (personal and professional) narratology-rooting
deep in the seeds of Ida B. Wells and the essence of the ‘Underground Railroad’
– with their feet planted in the storylines of those considered the-undesirable/the-underdog…whom
are (still) very much alive and persevering! These gaps-in-Narrative (with special-regards
to 21st Century document) will inevitably seep-out our Legacy’s nectar
of lively-goodness and lexiconic-values if we neglect our due-diligence to
formally compose our self-narratives; especially as it regards self-awareness,
personal/professional highlighting and family-fondness – regardless of its
uncanny popularity and essences of persona-non-grata! Thanks to my great-Uncle Gil life-memoirs – I’am
endowed with a priceless print-of-path and legit compass of bloodline and
linage. As well as an arsenal of self-reflective wisdom that revealed the tender-insights
surrounding his professional trails and triumphs. All of which spoke directly to my adult-comprehension
and would’ve been prematurely overlooked and pretty much meaningless if I’d
heard any of it during my childhood. Today, it’s such a glory to behold – which
would’ve never been possible had he not pro-actively preserved such wisdom by nesting
it within the lines of his-Story. I’am sure he had no idea that I’d even be
needing such precise advisory. His
due-diligence to adhere to the callings of his inner-voice…took him on the
journey into his self-expressions. And when I (the student) arrived at the
point of life capable of comprehending his-teachings; he appeared.
The-way-our-society-is-set-up…we’ve been bred-to-believe in spending
all our lives collecting monies and neatly positioning them into fancy
portfolios…and spinning our wheels (until they damn near burn out) to pay off
and pass-on properties and business acumen – but we’re very slow-to-bestow the
same regard towards the stocks-and-bonds of Narrative; especially those of
personal-triumphs. The ones that make way for the fortifying of solid-identity,
legacy-building and the elevated senses of belonging. As well as the ones that provide
lucrative-courage, a better understanding of self, the brave-to-dare, and laugh
(out loud) in the face of fears and lasso them into utility. Give a (wo)man a fish; they’ll eat for a day
– bestow them with the lessons of fishing (thru) story, and they’ll eat for a
lifetime.
So – for the sake of a maturing-consciousness…taking up the painful
due-diligence of collecting one’s (own) thoughts…conducting one’s (own) research
for the sake of personal-development…and cataloguing one’s (own) key-notes is
truly a quest-of questions that must, no doubt, be successively transformed
into a quest-of-answers. But, don’t fret
beloved! Because surely, cognizant-exercising
of crafting one’s narrative (conducive to the 21st Century) is the
(true) import-of-Ambrosia. According to
legend, she was the ancient ‘executive’ producer of the nectar-of-the-gods…which
comprised of uniquely blended fruits and edible flowers. To partake such nectar
ensured longevity and the soul’s safe passage into immortality. Upon the time when
she fell under constant violence (because folks wanted to
rough-her-for-her-goodies) she was transformed into a grapevine to secure her
safe dwelling and untampered nectar production. It’s-Grapevine-time!
‘KNOWLEDGE IS POWER’ – this is such the catchy-phrase of the millennium
– ok…well, if this is true, then wouldn’t it be fair-to-explore the quality of
knowledge that’s considered power(full)?
Because surely, all those in-the-know do not necessarily yield power;
especially with regards to certain social-interests and community-inclinations
(or else the Underground wouldn’t be so subjected to historically-slanted
narratives, massively starving-artistry/intellectuals, and homelessly broken-hearts). Truly, some knowledge is strategically
crafted to weaken and mislead.
Especially the trendy-community-efforts to craft narrative-about-thee-without-thee! Shucks, folks are proud of baking lopsided-stories!
And trust-and-believe…Story sanctions
raw, uncanny powers to behold! So, I say
– yes to circumstantial-evidence…by deeming one’s circumstantial-dimensions as matters-of-fact
is therapeutic! And shall surely ON-set the woes-of-the-weak and OFF-set the
willingness to viciously spin-opinions one-behalf of fanciful vanity-flair! If
not, history will continue to repeat itself, and the cloaked-and-daggered efforts
will continue to assassinate-character, drain emotionality, and or cloud the
conduits of inner-based love(li)ness.
My hopes dwell within the likenesses of perfect-timing; baring upon its
sides, true-self-reflective-narrative. There’s still much to soothe, repair and
counteract – one-self-narrative-at-a-time.
So, here’s my contribution-to-resolution:
a)
KEY-EXERCISE = let’s start by dispelling this
simplified version of – there’s three-sides to a story – when in actuality
there’s a multitude of sides to any-given-Story. Sides are conducive to the number of
perceptions/people/places/purposes/passions. FIRSTHAND narrative is core. I’ll go
as-far-as-to-say that true-power dwells within that tender-awareness closest to
the apex upon any Story, mainly because it helps with the inner-vetting process
and the sustainability of one’s notions-gallery. A mental-gallery full of
dud-notions makes for a shitload of assumptions…ultimately making an ass out of
one’s ‘gumption’.
-- Contemplate
this…how involved is your willingness-to-engage when the narrative directly
concerns you? What about when it’s directly concerning someone right beside you? Or, how about when it’s concerning someone
next to the someone that’s right beside you?
Now…examine how much of the actual narrative you have firsthand access
to (meaning you are either a core-being of the circumstance itself or you are
in-conjunction to those direct).
REMEMBER: Any
source beyond this intimate positioning is-not considered first-hand. Now…jot
down any notions that surface. Any
narrative-lines that surround the-present/past/purposed situation(s) that are
brewing/blending as a result. Focusing mainly upon the details that induce
your-side-of-the-narrative. FYI: if you become blocked during composition,
these highlights can be efficiently incorporate into your core-composition.
b)
KEYNOTE-TO-SELF = Self-Narratives (especially
when kept safely in well-preserved journals and suited to allot instructions,
insights, and reveal discovery) remains among the-most-powerful and influential
pursuits of many generations. Our life’s
style and wellbeing are partly determined by the stories we TELL OURSELVES.
Much is salved and
healed when we are privy to first-handed sides-of-the-Story. Quest-question: how
many times have you (or someone linked directly to you) intuit along the lines
of – ‘Dang-nabit! …I wish I had known this side-of-their-story beforehand…I now
clearly understand why this/that was happening and or inevitable to happen’.
Also – let me mention a tid-bit about the road to free-self-expressive. The nature of self-narrative composition does
NOT offer an easy beginning, nor a quick-fix to that which makes you depressive.
The ‘entrance’ fee is costly and does require enormous concentration and
inner-work. But, beyond this point has been
sanctioned a true alternative of inner-healing and rewarding habit of
lifelong-learning. Plus, there’s great
communal-wealth potential. Having (firsthand access) to authentic self-narratives,
lends quality to decision-making, path-findings, and cognizant-protections
(regardless of impressions of good, bad, and or indifference). This grand-level of access often lessens the
heavier temptations of fearing the unknown, emotional-displacements,
discouragement, and despair; which (in my humble opinion) are all dissolvable
when one has a lively arsenal of firsthand-narratives and storyline-likenesses
to pull from. The accumulation of FAITH
and FREEDOM and TRUST fuels oneself to-go-forth-and-conquer. Shucks, I’d protest that…one’s elevated esteems
and commitments to (response)ability is achievable when one is adequately equipped
to slay the chatter that lurks within the shadows of mindless judgment. …Better-is-the-access-to-(firsthand fluid)
narrative-foundations. Wow…I had no-clue
my Nana was such a vibrant community-champion…she fought for the voiceless and
rallied for the unemployable.
…Narrative-by-example shall forever be the progressive-insurance of
family-fondness, as well as the swift bestowing of assorted angels and logic, circumstantial-calculations,
and varied possibilities. Which is also
help(full) when slaying the random whispers of assumptions and strings of doubt/disapproval
offered by kill-joys; generally, and generationally. Consequently, the courage to sift through
heart-to-heart discussions with Self is no easy feat! Nor is the successive conjuring of one’s willingness-to-listen
to the inner-commentary that informs oneself of its worthiness and values; or its
divine-connectivity to LONGEVITY and LOVE(LI)NESS…but…I promise…all is sanctioned
by the oomph of upward/inward-bound narrative – generational-seedlings of authentic-assessment
and beloved(ness). Because surely, inner-therapy/healing is a lifelong practice
that ensures connectivity-to-positivity.
– Which naturally segues my closing into a primal-focal-point: the hasty
gestures to withdraw from…or be lackadaisical with respect to
transforming-one’s-broken-heart-into-art…by way of…telling-one’s-own-story…IS
NOT RECOMMENDED. SOUL-SCHOLARSHIP
NARRATIVE IS TRULY NECESSARY! (for public, but especially tribal utility).
Because – such mighty-powers can be used to heal/complete as well as
harm/compromise one’s livelihoods, legends, lessons, and lexicons. We can shift
the trend to utilize Narrative’s powers for Urban’s greater-good.
The optimal goal (moving
onward-into Autumn) is to release all things that promote
a-false-sense-of-self. And to embrace one’s
restoration trajectory (because surely NO-ONE will ever know thyself better
than Thee). And those venturing toward (whole)hearted
individuality shall continue to refuse adopting popular-narrative; just
because. No more full-fledged
assumptions without considering the oddity-of-perception. Also note – inviting the logics of others,
respectfully, is not what I speak-of…rather, I contend with all that serves to
‘spoil’ one’s psychic-compensations and or cognizant-compliments.
In-Conclusion: On-Behalf-Of-The-Story
is about (self)narrative-ownership.
Mainly because ‘popular’ narrative isn’t always true-to-cause…and our
‘fabrics’ are consistently being threaded by such. And because trendy-traditions will
make-believe that the pursuit to owning a vehicle, a fancy ‘cell’ phone, flashy
textiles, a luxurious homestead, and or a lofty bank-account is more-important
than owning the-esteem-of-one’s-own-story (none of which transcends upon one’s
departure of this dimension). Oh, and I’ll prop this disclosure (before my
critics begin whispering in the shadows) …this does not include one’s ability
to adequately sustain itself and its tribe. Furthermore, the ownership of one’s
Narrative (the good, the bad, and the urban-ugly) is pretty much all that
transcends. The bundles of experiments,
encounters, exhibitions, memories, notions, sentiments,
intuitive-reconciliations, flags-of-forgiveness (of Self and Others), and the
upward-bound of complementary-consciousness, plus accumulated esteem – IS THE
ONLY THAT GOES. It does-one-well to venture out and gather its own firsthand
knowledge of subject/soldier/situation. Individual-perspective
of person/place/thing is highly subjective; and is best utilized when upon flexible-suggestion,
instead of stone-&-hinge. There’s
not one ‘thing’ upon the face-of-this-earth that impresses upon every
individual in the same exact way – there’s just too many ‘fingerprinted’ variables
and awesome-oddities to boot!
SAGE-SUGGESTION: Continue striving to allot the adequate time to craft the
intricate details of your storylines and self-reflective narrative(s)…as this
is the one true connector of relations, likeness, and generational-tutelage/cultural-messaging. And yes, it just may manifest into one’s
strive-to-stay-alive and pay-one’s-bills.
Story-ON!
Have-Pen; Will-Travel ~Coach
TC
Self-Narratives matters!
~Black Lotus
Tai Chi matters! ~ Liam Ealey
Inner-peace is the new-success.
~RedPill
Haste makes waste. ~Treebeard
