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Gorilla vs. Guerilla at the Australian Open

Posted on February 10, 2017 at 2:35 PM Comments comments (0)

 



Gorilla vs. Guerilla at the Australian Open

By Tracy L. Darity


I am a huge tennis fan and an even bigger fan of tennis greats Venus and Serena Williams. For tennis followers January is a huge month. It is the start of the new tennis season (yes, tennis has seasons) and time for the first grand slam of the year, the Australian Open.


Depending where you live, this could mean a significant time difference. For Florida, where I reside, that would be 16 hours behind Melbourne, Australia where the tournament is held. So to catch the tennis matches live, I have to pull two weeks of all-nighters.


During a match that had Venus Williams displaying some phenomenal tennis at the age of 36 (considered old for a female player) and destined for a finals match-up with the greatest female player of all time, baby sister Serena Williams, something strange happened. In a live broadcast on ESPN 3, commentator Doug Adler stated, “You see Venus move in [and] put the guerilla effect on. Charging.” The comment came in response to Williams’s aggressive play after a double fault by Stephanie Voegele. Prior to the comment, Adler, a former tennis pro himself, had been speaking on how strategic and dominant Williams had been playing against her 2nd round opponent.


Fans watching the broadcast immediately assumed he had called the 7 time grand slam champion and now ranked #11 women’s player in the world, a gorilla. People took to Twitter to express their anger and to call foul, demanding ESPN fire Adler, who had been covering tennis matches for them for several years. During his broadcast the following night, Adler explained that he did not refer to Williams, whom he has much respect for, as a gorilla, but was saying she was playing like a guerilla.


So let’s take a look at the two words which have different meanings:


go·ril·la ɡəˈrilə/ noun

a powerfully built great ape with a large head and short neck, found in the forests of central Africa. It is the largest living primate.

informal

a heavily built, aggressive-looking man.

a dominant contender within a particular sphere of operation or activity.

guer·ril·la ɡəˈrilə/

noun: guerilla

a member of a small independent group taking part in irregular fighting, typically against larger regular forces. "this small town fell to the guerrillas"

synonyms: freedom fighter, irregular, member of the resistance, partisan; More referring to actions or activities performed in an impromptu way, often without authorization.

adjective: guerrilla "guerrilla theater"


In making his statement it is easy to see how people would assume he was referring to the primate, especially since the Williams sisters have undergone their share of insulting and racist comments since coming on the scene as teenagers and dominating in a sport that has long known to be for the very rich, very white and very elite.


Personally, I do believe Adler when he stated in his apology that he meant “guerilla” and was referencing how Williams was being strategic and taking advantage of her opponent’s weaknesses. But I am not so naïve to think that in this racially charged world we live in that people in positions like Adler’s need to be more conscious of their word choices. Unfortunately for him, the faux pas cost him his job.


The entire issue raises another question, when the Twitter world heard the statement, did it ever enter their minds that hey, there are two meanings for that word. Or are we in a world where we are so quick to call people out and put them on blast that we never stop to think or consider that perhaps we didn’t hear what we think we heard. I see it over and over and over again where people take statements totally out of context and run onto social media to report it and soon after a cyber lynch mob is formed to destroy the person. It also troubles me that throughout the remainder of the tournament other commentators on the stations I was watching, did not come out to defend Adler’s character. At least I didn’t hear any. It’s sad that we have gotten to a place where people are afraid to speak-out for fear they too will be attacked and misinterpreted.


No doubt, this has been a costly lesson on semantics for Adler. He apologized for the comment and its misunderstanding, and shared his admiration for Williams and her talent. Oddly enough, when asked about the comment, Venus Williams being the consummate professional, shrugged off the controversy and returned to the court to focus on her run for the finals, where she fell to her sister 4-6, 4-6, in a display of athleticism that only a few will ever master in their lifetime.


Congratulations Venus Williams on continuing to follow your dreams, to rise above the fray, and to always keeping it classy. #Winning


Update: Sense publishing this blog I have learned that Doug Adler suffered a massive heart attack.  TheWrap.com reports "an attack that at least one of his doctors has attributed to his firing, and from the accusations of racism leveled at him."  To read the entire article, click here.


Love & Blessings,


Tracy


Tracy L. Darity is the author of three novels, He Loves Me He Loves Me Not!, Love...Like Snow in Florida on a Hot Summer Day, and The Red Bear Society. Available in print and e-book. To learn more, visit www.TracyLDarity.com or Amazon.com

 

 

 

 

 


Will Facebook Live and Periscope be the Death of the Church...The Kim Burrell Saga

Posted on January 6, 2017 at 6:25 PM Comments comments (0)

Will Facebook Live and Periscope be the Death of the Church…The Kim Burrell Saga

By Tracy Darity


Something funny happened the other night. I was unfriended and blocked by a preacher on Facebook. It went something like this…He made a post to the effect that in light of the Kim Burrell incident people need to know how to contain their content. I replied that if it can’t be recorded then it shouldn’t be said. He responded asking me to see the post in the context in which he was writing. Fair enough. He then indicated that only the church’s media people should be recording and that is how it’s done in his church; and went on to say that in mega churches like The Potters House (Bishop TD Jakes) they have signs that indicate no cameras or recording devices allowed. My reply was two parts because I missed the Potter’s House part when I first read the response, or he added it after I replied. Part 1: “Can you really stop people from recording in the church because everyone is doing it. Plus, I remember watching a Youtube video where Pastor Charles Jenkins was performing at a COGIC event and there were at least ten clergy with their cameras out recording him from the pulpit. But that’s a conversation for another day.” Part II: “I watch services at The Potters House every Sunday and you can see people recording with their phones.”


If you know me, I rarely get into in-depth conversations on Facebook posts. I’m like two replies and I’m out. So I was watching a video someone posted when I received a notification that the preacher man had replied to my comment. I finished watching the video and decided to see what he wrote, well low and behold he had unfriended and blocked me. I was like wow, if that’s all it takes to ruffle your feathers I would hate to be a member of your church. Now I will be honest, my blog was going to be called “I can’t stand tender-toed narcissistic negro preachers,” because there was other things I wanted to say about this particular “man of God.” Instead, I decided to focus on what he was trying to articulate in his Facebook posts and subsequent Periscope videos regarding Kim Burrell’s sermon. Yes, every day he has talked about this issue.


I am not a true fan of Kim Burrell, nor do I follow her career. If this preacher had not made a post on his Facebook page about the now viral video, I never would have known anything about it. Actually, by the time he initially posted about it the video had been removed from Facebook. I was able to watch her two follow-up videos before they were removed and I finally saw the actual sermon in a Youtube broadcast addressing its content. Since then, a few pastors have done Periscope videos stating that although they agree with what she said, they feel her delivery has hurt the church. I’m not sure what that is supposed to mean, because I can think of a whole bunch of stuff that is hurting the church and most of it coming from within its four walls.


Anyhoo, Mr. Preacher Man who blocked me on Facebook, turned around the next day and invited his followers on Periscope (which included me) to watch a scope, in which a female pastor was addressing the aftermath of the Burrell video. He then hosted his own scope afterwards, whereas, part of his conversation mirrored the lady preacher’s content.


In essence what they were saying is that preachers or anyone in the public eye has a duty to control the content that he or she is putting out because you don’t know how that content will be used later on. In addition, they were saying that only one person should be in control of recording sermons and conferences and this person needs to be someone that the pastor knows personally and can trust. Also, the pastor has full control of what is being recorded, captured, streamed, etc, and can order people to put away their phones and other recording devices. Last, preachers should not go into other churches or conferences and preach on sensitive topics. Those should be reserved for their congregations only.


First, I agree that public speakers, regardless of profession, have a duty to protect their image and control their messages. Second, the majority of churches these days have a media ministry. I agree it should be someone who’s trusted and has the church’s best interest at heart. However, I think we all know that the road to hell is paved with good intentions. At the church I formerly worked at, one of the points of contention that the pastor refused to deal with effectively was the director of the media ministry intertwining his private photography business with church business. He uses church video to promote his business, places his logo on photos taken at church services and functions, and even charges members to create videos for funeral services. So with that lack of integrity how do you hold the members and visitors accountable? On the third point, I think the church can ask people not to record, but how do you mandate it without becoming a distraction or disrupting the service. Do you have ushers take the phone or tablet after the second warning? Do you have security escort the person out? Does the preacher stop his sermon to call people out for recording him or her?


Now I for one have recorded at church to get footage for the church’s social media and it is very awkward and can be annoying as both the recorder and as someone trying to enjoy the service. I also am that person that wants to scream put your tablet down, the video of the dance ministry will be posted on Youtube in a few days, or you can purchase a copy of the sermon for $5.00. However, I know it’s pointless because people are going to do what they want to, regardless if there is a no recording policy or not. Hell, I was at a Jill Scott concert recently and security was ripping and running the entire show asking people to stop recording…and yes, I was one of them.


On the last point regarding only preaching certain messages to certain audiences I have a problem with that. It goes back to the whole don’t say it if you don’t want it heard. In his Periscope from yesterday, the preacher implied that legal action is going to be taken against the person that recorded Ms. Burrell’s sermon and posted it online. I am a firm believer that you should say it like you mean it and stand firm in what you believe. Not everyone is going to like it or support it. The fear of losing money and endorsements should not be a silencer if you truly believe in your message. The thing with social media is that people all over the world are following preachers, that’s the benefit of live-streaming. So if I am in Florida and I follow a pastor from California and he comes to my area, I am going to see him so I can experience first-hand what I see online. Not some watered down version that has been tailored for specific guests…maybe if you’re going to the White House, but not if you’re visiting another church.


So what say you on the topic of not allowing people to live stream or record in church services? Do you think churches can stop people from live streaming? Do you live stream in church? If your pastor is going off in left field would you stop the video or keep it going for the world to see? More important, do you think people need to put down their phones and tablets and simply enjoy the activities they attend?


Let’s get the conversation started, leave your comments below, like and share the content.


Love & Blessings,


Tracy


Tracy L. Darity is the author of three novels, He Loves Me He Loves Me Not!, Love...Like Snow in Florida on a Hot Summer Day, and The Red Bear Society. Available in print and e-book. To learn more, visit www.TracyLDarity.com or Amazon.com

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


When it All Comes Into Focus...Graduating After 50

Posted on December 13, 2016 at 4:20 PM Comments comments (0)

When it All Comes Into Focus…Graduating After 50

By Tracy L. Darity


Sunday night I graduated from college, earning my first bachelor’s degree. It was an emotional day from the second I opened my eyes. I thought it strange that something that seemed unattainable a decade ago was now mine. All it took now was for me to get out of the bed, get dressed and go get it. There were times in my late 20's when I told myself "It doesn't matter anymore." By the time I was well into my 30's I asked myself "What's the point?" When my 40's rolled around I was kicking myself for not going for it. It was during this phase I was laid-off from a job with a company I had worked for over nine years.


There were other challenges going on in my personal life, like my daughter Jasmin aging out of the public school system (she was diagnosed with Autism around the age of two). My dad had passed away less than a month earlier, and I was simply at a crossroad. Soon after, I decided to take a few courses at the University of Florida St. Petersburg (USFSP) not only to improve my writing skills, but to help pass the time and keep my mind stimulated.


It had been decades since I had been on anyone’s college campus so when the bill came for the three courses I was taking, confusion set in. My daughter told me, "Mommy they don't give financial aid to non-degree seeking students." Unfortunately, it was two months into the semester when I was told the money was due, so I was pretty much stuck. I went to the financial aid office to work-out a payment plan. The woman behind the counter listened to my story and suggested I go speak to someone in advising to see if I could switch to a degree seeking student. It was late in the evening and some of the advisors had left for the day. Luckily, the director of the department decided to see me. We discussed my past college experience, my current situation and what I wanted to do in the future. Her suggestions, go back to St. Petersburg College (SPC) and finish my associates’ degree, and then come back to USFSP to pursue my bachelors.


In all honesty, the last thing I wanted to do was return to SPC. However, in the spring of 2011 after writing letters to explain why I was such a horrible student in the 80's (fresh out of high school) and how I was a much better human being 25 years later, I grudgingly re-enrolled at SPC. Yes, they saw fit to give me one more chance to correct the errors of my past. Since what I was studying in the 80's was no longer offered in the curriculum, I decided to pursue a degree in Healthcare Informatics. It was all for not, after completing my prerequisites the policies governing the program changed, and it would have taken me a few semesters to get selected, if at all. Oh well, I thought to myself. To finish and move along I switched to a general studies track and earned my associate in arts degree, in the fall of 2012 and marched in the summer of 2013.


I applied for admissions into USFSP that fall and was accepted. Unfortunately, there was still a balance on the courses I had taken a few years earlier. When enrollment opened for the summer of 2014, just months shy of my 50th birthday; I received a letter from USFSP telling me that if I didn't enroll in the upcoming summer session I would have to start the admissions process all over again. At first I was like, you know what, the window of opportunity has pretty much closed. It isn’t like I am going to start a new career at my age, anyway. Then the letter came stating I needed to register for new student orientation. Ok, I thought, I’ll go ahead and maybe someone will be there I can talk to about the remaining balance. Plus, my daughters were asking me not to quit and to see this thing through.


At the end of orientation students were encouraged to register for their courses. This gave me the chance to speak with an advisor, who informed me there were no holds on my account and I was free to register. There had to be a mistake. Not wanting to get my hopes up I told her I would go over the course schedule and register at home. Sure enough, when I selected “add” for my courses, there was no longer a hold on my account. Add to that, when financial aid processed a few weeks later, the outstanding balance was zeroed out.


A New Found Perspective


I shared that history because being a part of the USFSP family changed my perspective on a lot of things. My professors and college mates pushed me to see things differently. At the age of 52 I was blessed to share the stage with about 500 individuals from our campus, a small fraction of the 1000’s that graduated across the bay at our main campus in Tampa.


Of the 500 or so walking with me, there were three in particular that I will always remember. The first is Lequina, a beautiful young woman in her early 20's who was born with a medical condition that confines her body to a wheelchair, but her mind is bright and funny and her thoughts engaging. I’ll never forget the day I looked up and she had my Facebook author page up on her screen. (long story) The next was a 70ish woman named Charlotte. I first met her in one of my literature classes and thought she and two others were senior monitors. Turned out she was a student just like me, who was happy to have someone "older" to share this journey with.


Third was a young man I met when I decided to add a mass communications minor to my curriculum. Albert shared bits and pieces of his life in our classes, but it wasn’t until graduation night that the missing pieces were filled in. He is a military vet who is the sole survivor of an attack on his squad. He suffered PTSD that led to a four year stint in prison. He rose above the obstacles and was named Outstanding Graduate of 2016. I look at these individuals and think, here are people who have probably seen, experienced and endured more in their lives than most of us will in a lifetime. Yet, in the words of Maya Angelou, “Still I (they) Rise.”


If that were not enough, my heart would be touched yet again. As I sat in my seat, heart pumping and bladder pressing, I heard the announcer say a name followed by "Her daughter is here to receive her degree posthumous." At that moment the past 35 years of my life flashed before me. Posthumous. The strain to fight back the emotions came first, followed by the sting in my eyes and then the moisture on my cheeks. I am not sure if the tears were for this young woman who had lost her mom, or were they for her mom who was probably my age, but didn’t get to celebrate her accomplishment; or were they for me. In that moment I thought about my girls who were probably close in age to the girl walking across the stage fighting back her own tears. I thought about all the times I wanted to quit but something happened or someone said something that inspired me. Whatever the reason, I realized in that moment if it were not for the grace of God I may not have been here either to witness any of this, because I would have given up a long time ago.


So I share all of this hoping that it will be an encouragement to someone to go out and do whatever that thing is that you want to do, seize the moment and start the journey today.


Love & Blessings,


Tracy


Tracy L. Darity is the author of three novels, He Loves Me He Loves Me Not!, Love...Like Snow in Florida on a Hot Summer Day, and The Red Bear Society. Available in print and e-book. To learn more, visit www.TracyLDarity.com or Amazon.com

 

 

 

 

4 Reasons Why It Is Okay to Go Solo

Posted on November 20, 2016 at 12:20 AM Comments comments (0)

 

4 Reasons Why It Is Okay to Go Solo

By Tracy Darity


A few months ago a friend and I were at a concert when we saw a woman arrive alone. My friend asked me if I would go to an event alone. I chuckled because I thought she knew me well enough to know I have no problem going solo. I go to lunch, shopping, community events, and concerts by myself; mainly because I know when I get there I will encounter like-minded individuals. I reminded her of a time that I posted on Facebook about the Alvin Ailey Dance Company, and she said she was there with her daughter and grand-daughter…well I went there alone.


During the conversation I shared with her a story about someone who wanted to attend a concert in her city. The act was someone she had never seen before and was fearful it may be her last chance to see him. She really wanted to be there but didn’t know anyone who wanted to attend. I was like girl, that arena holds 70,000 people, I am sure a few of them will be people you know. She quickly added that she wanted to go with someone, you know sit next to someone she knew.


I told my friend what I told this person, you can’t miss opportunities that are important to you because someone else doesn’t share your same interest. A lot of the times that I go solo are because I’ve made a last minute decision…literally. However, if I ask a couple of people to hang-out with me and no one is interested, I’m not going to use that as a reason to stay home. So, if you are about to deny yourself a trip to your favorite restaurant or miss-out on an artist you adore, remember this:


You really won’t be alone


Like the person who was going to miss the chance to see an icon in concert, there were going to be 69,999 other fans there. People she shared a common interest with by default. At concerts people are there to enjoy the person on stage. Once the entertainer walks out it is all eyes on him and her, you’ll be having such a good time you won’t even care if a friend is next to you.


You’ll meet new people


I have never left a concert or event without having a friendly exchange with the person next to me; doesn’t matter if I am there solo or with someone. In some cases we have even exchanged contact information or become acquaintances via social media. One of three things will likely happen when you go unaccompanied. One, the people on either side of you will feel like they have to be friendly because you obviously don’t have good friends in your life, otherwise they would have sacrificed to come with you (just joking). Two, the people next to you are just really friendly people and they will include you in their group, because they believe the more the merrier (most likely to happen). Or three, you’ll come out of your shell because the entertainer is singing your favorite song and it’s also the person next to you, favorite song. Or, the speaker has said something so awe-inspiring you turn to your neighbor just to say “wow.” Either way, by the end of the night you will have forgotten that you arrived alone, and will have made a new acquaintance (very common occurrences).


You may never get this chance again


Earlier this year Prince Rogers Nelson transitioned from this life. I am still in disbelief that he is gone. Can you even imagine your all-time favorite artist, someone you have idolized since you were 12 years old, coming to town and you not going to their concert because your friends couldn’t make it? Even more tragic, what if a year or two later that person died? Oh honey no, tomorrow isn’t promised to any of us, so don’t you dare allow rare moments to escape you over small stuff. Think of it this way, even if you attend an event with someone, what is the guarantee that he or she is even going to enjoy it the way that you do.


On dining alone


This is something I find myself doing more and more. I love to eat, I love going to different places and trying new things, but a lot of people are stuck on chain restaurants. One thing I love about where I live is that we are catching up with the world and restaurants are offering outside seating. Don’t want to feel alone, pull out your smartphone or tablet and watch your favorite shows on your favorite app, or turn to youtube and pull up some videos. You know, make like you’re in your kitchen or out on your patio. Lately, I’ve seen broadcasters on Periscope going to restaurants alone and doing live scopes while waiting for their food. Some even chow down while chatting with viewers. A few have even landed sponsorships from businesses to come in and scope while eating, showing the world how great their food and service is.


At the end of the day, we only live once. There is a big world out there for us to explore and no one can have your experience but you. Let go of the norms and allow yourself to see life in a different way, and take time to converse with people you never would have noticed if you had shown up with a companion.


So what say you? Do you ever go solo? Have you missed out on doing something you love because no one else was interested? Did you become friends with someone you met while hanging out alone? I would love to know your point of view. Also, check-out my other blogs on A View From Tracy’s Point.


Peace and Blessings,

 

Tracy


Tracy L. Darity is the author of three novels, He Loves Me He Loves Me Not!, Love...Like Snow in Florida on a Hot Summer Day, and The Red Bear Society. Available in print and e-book. To learn more, visit www.TracyLDarity.com or Amazon.com

 

 

 

Do You Know the Answer to the What If's?

Posted on October 18, 2016 at 1:35 PM Comments comments (0)


Do You Know the Answer to the What If's?

By Tracy L. Darity

 


On Sunday, while watching one of the services at Empowerment Temple, Pastor Jamal Bryant was preparing for the offering; when the Holy Spirit spoke to him concerning someone in the congregation who had been out of work for 18 months. He said he was specifically feeling 18 months, not 17, 16, etc. It took a little urging but finally a woman with an infant made her way to the altar. She told him she had been without a job for 18 months and had recently been doing temporary assignments to try and make ends meet. I think she indicated that the last assignment had ended. Bryant then asked how much she was making per week, and the woman replied $300. Next he asked for 3 people to bring him $100.00 each. Now keep in mind, prior to this he led his congregation to bless a woman with $1200. She was in a domestic violence situation and needed to move.

 

As the members of the church were bringing their love offerings he asked the woman with the baby what type of job she would like to have. Empowerment Temple is reported to have over 10,000 members and its services are broadcast over the internet. Bryant is recognized worldwide and I am sure has numerous connections. Making this the perfect opportunity for this woman to speak into the atmosphere what she desired. Honestly, the conversation could have gone in many different directions, from a job offer to an opportunity to return to school on a full scholarship.

 

Her response, “I’ll do anything.”

 

Surely, in her moment of desperation she really meant that. As Bryant tried to get a more concrete answer she continued to say, “It doesn’t matter, I don’t care, I’ll do anything I just need to be able to support my family.” He eventually told her to have a seat and think about what he was asking. “If you could do anything in the world, all you have to do is say it, and it’s yours…” Still she had no answer.

 

This moment was so sad to me because even at the age of 5 or 6, if asked that question I would have blurted out that I wanted to be a teacher. By 13 it was a model, and by 18 a fashion designer traveling the world. No matter what I was actually doing to pay the bills, I always had dreams of what I would love to be if I had the opportunity and determination.

 

One thing I constantly tell my kids—although I was pushing them towards what I wanted them to do—is you can be anything you want to be if you put your mind to it. They are adults now but that is an affirmation that will never change. It is the same thing I told myself when at the age of 30 I decided I wanted to be a writer. A best-selling author to be exact, because like it is written in Habakkuk 2:2 the Lord’s instruction is to “Write the vision and make it plain…for the vision is yet for an appointed time…”

 

I’m not sure if the woman ever answered the question, but it turned on a lightbulb for me. We should always have “what if” answers. What if I gave you a million dollars, what would you do with it? What if you could get on a plane and go anywhere in the world where would you go? What if you could have any career in the world what would it be?

 

What if you missed the answer to your prayers because you were praying for something you weren’t prepared to receive? It’s something to think about. We never know who, what, where, when or how God is going to bless us, so it’s important to be prepared at all times. Most of all, we need to learn how to dream again because sometimes they do come true.

 

So what say you? If you were in that moment could you have answered the question? Do you have your 30 second speech prepared just in case? Are you still believing in your dreams from your youth?

 

If you agree with this article—please like, if you have an opinion—please comment, and if you with me—please share. I would love to know your point of view. Also, check-out my other blogs on A View From Tracy’s Point.

 

Peace and Blessings,

 

Tracy

 

Tracy L. Darity is the author of three novels, He Loves Me He Loves Me Not!, Love...Like Snow in Florida on a Hot Summer Day, and The Red Bear Society. Available in print and e-book. To learn more, visit www.TracyLDarity.com or Amazon.com

 

 

 

Is GoFundMe Replacing the Offering Plate?

Posted on August 19, 2016 at 4:10 PM Comments comments (0)

Is GoFundMe Replacing the Offering Plate?

By Tracy L. Darity


We’ve all seen them on our social media timelines. A request to donate money to help start a business, pay for medical treatment, or to bury a child whose life ended tragically. Today those requests now cover anything someone needs a hand-out or hand-up to accomplish. What I am talking about is crowdsourcing accounts by GoFundMe, and other fundraising sites.


Earlier this week a story broke about Baltimore mom Toya Graham. She is the woman we all cheered a year ago when she disciplined her son for engaging in the uprising after the murder of Freddie Gray, by Baltimore police officers. Well that same son accidentally set their home on fire when he inadvertently tossed water on a grease fire. A Baltimore preacher stated that he reached out to the family to provide assistance, but was told thanks but no thanks; we have a GoFundMe page set-up. Indeed they do. It appears the son who set the fire, in hopes of rectifying the situation started the page three days ago. His goal was to raise $5,000 to help with moving expenses. As of this writing, they have raised almost $71K, with the most recent donation coming in a few minutes ago. Wow! That’s like $1,000 an hour.


Currently, the state of Louisiana is recovering from what is being called a disaster equal, if not worse than Hurricane Katrina. The city of Baton Rouge and surrounding areas are under water and some 86K residents are in need of federal assistance. An organization by the name of Oya's Daughters Inc. has started a GoFundMe page to provide supplies to displaced single mothers. Their goal is $8,000, and in one day they have only raised $200.


This is the thing that perplexes me about crowdfunding sites. There never seems to be a solid reasoning behind campaigns that are successful and those that are not. A son is murdered and the family raises $10K for funeral expenses. Three men are gunned down sitting in a car, one is paralyzed and starts a campaign to cover therapy expenses and barely clears $100.


Giving is big business. Every Sunday, and some days in between, millions of people enter churches across the country. At some point during the service those in attendance will be asked to give a monetary donation or tithe. By the way, a tithe is considered 10% of your income. Giving USA Foundation reported that in 2014 Americans gave $114.9 billion dollars to churches and other religious organizations. However, a Gallup poll suggests that Americans confidence in churches to “do the right thing” with donations is below 50%.


A 2015 article published by the Wall Street Journal stated that GoFundMe receives $100 million dollars a month in donations. That’s $1.2 billion dollars a year raised by the average citizen, for people with causes they support. And this is just one company. There are other online crowdfunding sites out there.

 

Laid out side by side, in churches members are asked to give 10% of their earnings to go towards the upkeep of the church, salaries for the staff, funding of ministries; and if anything is left over the poor may benefit. However, with GoFundMe, the owners of the site deduct 10% of money donated to run the business and pay salaries, while 90% goes to the person needing funding. When all the bills are paid, the company’s profit is said to be $60 million annually. So maybe the church could learn a lesson or two from these sites.


I will admit one of my biggest issues with the concept of tithing is that I rarely if ever see churches I have given to, impact the lives of the people or communities they claim to serve. Personally, I have given to numerous crowdfunding sites including GoFundMe and DonorsChoose.org, which helps teachers support their classrooms. The first time I gave to a crowdfunding site it was to help a local artist go to Scotland to present her one woman show at a festival. The following week I made my first GoFundMe donation. It was for someone fighting a terminal illness. Instead of giving to the church that week, I gave the money to her. I must admit, it was a good feeling knowing I actually helped someone in need.  For those who say, just select "Benevolence" on the church offering envelope if that is how you want the money used; please look at your tithe envenope the next time you are in church.  There is probably some fine print somewhere that states regardless of your intentions, the church can use the donation however they choose.


When deciding when to give to a funding campaign I always do my research to make sure it is a legit need. I am also a voyeur in that I always find myself lurking in the comments of any online page I visit. Some commenters are just downright hateful, while others make good points in the midst of their hating. In cases where people are requesting money for things that could have been taken care of by insurance, people are quick to point out how wasteful the person was in their day-today living. Comments like, you’re spending money on luxury items but won’t invest in life, burial or renters insurance, are common.  It plays into the notion that people pay for what they want and then beg for what they need.


I currently pay $52 a month for life insurance and about $420 a quarter for my homeowner’s policy. In doing research for this blog, I discovered burial insurance, which is based on age, would cost me $100 to $150 annually for $5,000 in coverage, and renter’s insurance would run about the same for $30K in property and $100K in liability coverage. So the commenters are valid in their assessments.


The whole idea of people relying on the church or crowdfunding sites goes to bigger issues, which I believe points back at the church. Are we teaching people the basic skills to survive? I’m not talking about the child stricken with a rare form of Cancer and have exceeded the maximum that the insurance company will pay. Or the parent who must quit their job or take leave because their adult child who is across the country has been critically injured and they want to be by their bedside. I’m talking about teaching people how to manage their money and prioritize. To not put tickets to see Beyonce ahead of paying your light bill.


In a perfect world, if the church used tithes to continue the work of Jesus, the majority of the billions of dollars flowing through them would go towards helping the truly less fortunate. Imagine if churches supported business ventures that could employ members, or even sponsored a students run to the Olympics. Instead they have set up a structure where members are paying for a service. Think about it, today’s church is a commodity and we are paying for buildings, entertainment and marketing stunts to get more people through the door. Yet, when they leave they are no more empowered to live a better or prosperous life than when they arrived.


So what say you? What are your thoughts on GoFundMe accounts? Do you think the church could do more to help those in need? Have you ever given to or created a GoFundMe account? Is this a topic that needs to be addressed?


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Peace and Blessings,

 


Tracy

 


Tracy L. Darity is the author of three novels, He Loves Me He Loves Me Not!, Love...Like Snow in Florida on a Hot Summer Day, and The Red Bear Society. Available in print and e-book. To learn more, visit www.TracyLDarity.com or my Amazon page.

 


Stop Being a Hair Bully...Black Women Are More Than Their Hair

Posted on August 11, 2016 at 4:15 PM Comments comments (2)

Stop Being a Hair Bully… Black Women Are More Than Their Hair

By Tracy L. Darity


It’s time for me to pull out my Testimony: Vol. 1, Life & Relationship CD by India.Arie and put I Am Not My Hair on repeat. That or disconnect from social media for a minute. Sisters, can we just get past the whole obsession with OTHER people’s hair? Can we recognize that there is more to life than what someone’s hair looks like or is doing at any given moment? None of us are perfect! What am I up on my soapbox about? Well I am glad you asked.


Over the past year or so I have read numerous articles about black women being offended that some non-black or not all the way black woman has appropriated black hairstyles. Just this week Khloe Kardashian is under fire for posting a picture of her wearing Bantu Knots. Huh? What? Who cares? Isn’t imitation supposedly the greatest form of flattery? Earlier this summer, Whoopi Goldberg attempted to address the issue on The View, and I wholeheartedly agreed with her opinion. She pointed out that black women do not want white women wearing braids or other “ethnic” styles, yet black women are dropping mad cash on weaves and wigs with European flavor. Oh, that was not received well and there was a resounding “Whoopi, shut the hell up,” heard across social media. But that’s not even what this blog is about.


Last Monday, while killing a few brain cells watching part two of the Love & Hip Hop Atlanta reunion, a reality show that airs on VH-1, I had to take pause. Not once, not twice, but at least four times, someone hurled a very nasty insult towards a cast member regarding her hair. I’m not talking about the typical your weave is jacked up, but someone was called bald-headed. Cast member Ariane, was called out in a very demeaning way for wearing a wig to camouflage her hair loss. It was all very sad to watch. Although these people are starring on a show that is full of buffoonery, when the attacks become personal it takes it to another level of lowness.


Unfortunately, there never seems to be a moment when it is off limits to talk about someone’s hair. Throughout the week I tune in to webinars, chats, and scopes that are presented by business women. These ladies are taking time out of their day to not only build their brands and platforms, but to share valuable information and insights to help others. Yet, if you start reading the comments there is always a few people focused on the hosts’ hair instead of her content. They ask dumb questions like, “Is that your real hair? How do you grow your hair that long? What products do you use?” Excuse me; this is not a hair presentation. I recall watching a Periscope one day and the host, who is a very successful business woman, was interviewing a congressperson at the DNC, and someone asked “Why are you wearing that fake hair?” Seriously ladies, knock it off.


What finally prompted this blog is the hate towards Olympic gymnast Gabby Douglas. Despite all of her awesome accomplishments, people continue to dog her about her hair. Add in the latest American sensation, Simone Biles, and rather than be in awe at what these ladies are doing, people are focused on their edges and messy hair. Uhm, they are athletes defying all types of gravity, so yeah, the hair may not be perfect at all times. I would even go so far as to say it probably isn’t the main thing on their minds.


The other night I created the following meme to express what I imagine they are saying when they read the insensitive comments about their hair. Within 24 hours, the post has been shared 46K times, liked by over 36K people, and I have garnered over 500 follows and received close to 400 friend requests. So I guess I am not the only one fed up with the hair obsession and disrespect. It would be so nice if posts about my books, or even my blogs, garnered that much engagement. I’m just saying, a sister could use the love and support.




The global hair care business earns about $38 billion dollars annually, yes you read that correctly. According to a 2014 article in Huffington Post, black women alone, are projected to spend an estimated $712 million annually on hair care products by 2017. Guess what, these figures DO NOT include weaves, wigs, and curling irons or independently owned beauty supply store sales. It is estimated that if these items were tracked the numbers could reach a half billion dollars. Lord Jesus!  How can we spend this kind of money on our hair when our communities are lacking in so many areas, and our kids are doing so poorly in school?  There is a serious disconnect somewhere.


During the last recession, which many still have not recovered from, this was one industry that did not take a hit, at all. People lost their jobs, their homes, their cars and more, but the majority refused to stop buying hair and hair care products. I am not sure when black women became overly obsessed with hair. I get it, we all want to look good, but this obsession is far beyond that. When you are bullying people, being mean-spirited and downright hateful to others about something they may not have control over, it says more about you and what could be your self-hate.


Women in general suffer from various forms of hair loss, me included. When I was in my late 30’s I began to experience hair thinning in the top of my head. I remember my stylist at the time talking me into a weave. It wasn’t me and I immediately asked him to take it out. Years later I used to wear my hair in a short afro. I would push my hair back with a headband to mask the thinning spot. One day I was at work and someone who claimed to be my best-friend at the time, asked me to do something for her. When I refused, she got up from her desk and as she passed my cubicle, she blurted out, “That’s okay with your bald-headed self.” Wow! I could have been upset or retaliated in some way, but I’ve never been someone who concerned myself with what others thought. Here was someone who was still stuck in the light-skin and long-hair is better mentality, so why entertain her at all. But I know there are many women who do care, so they’ve gotten lured into this culture of hair obsession. Many further damaging their hair trying to mask what is going on internally. And others are suffering inside because they have fallen prey to hair bullies.


Whatever a woman chooses to do with her hair, at the end of the day is her choice, and she shouldn’t be ridiculed about it. Black women have made so many strives over the years and to be reduced down to what her hair looks like, is just crazy. It speaks to small mindedness and probably a lack of purpose in one’s own life. So the next time you get ready to comment about someone else’s hair, or lack thereof, compare your résumé to theirs. If it doesn’t measure up, it’s probably because you haven’t recognized that petty doesn’t pay. Take a look in the mirror and worry about your own hair, because while you’re focused on someone else’s, they are focusing on living their dreams and building a legacy for generations to come.


So what say you? What are your thoughts on hair shaming? Do you think it is appropriate? Have you ever posted negative comments about someone’s hair? Is this a topic that needs die a quick death?


If you agree with this article—please like, if you have an opinion—please comment, and if you with me—please share. I would love to know your point of view. Also, check-out my other blogs on A View From Tracy’s Point.


Peace and Blessings,

 


Tracy

 


Tracy L. Darity is the author of three novels, He Loves Me He Loves Me Not!, Love...Like Snow in Florida on a Hot Summer Day, and The Red Bear Society. Available in print and e-book. To learn more, visit www.TracyLDarity.com or Amazon.com/author/tracydarity

 

 







Please Respect My Privacy...Social Media Isn't for Everyone

Posted on August 2, 2016 at 12:00 AM Comments comments (0)

Please Respect My Privacy…Social Media Isn’t for Everyone

By Tracy L. Darity


I was watching one of those judge shows a few years ago and a woman was suing her son for posting a video of her to his Facebook page. It was a harmless video of her dancing at a family gathering. He thought the video was cute and left it up. After several attempts to get him to take it down she finally decided to take him to court.


Around that same time I was at a party and I took some pictures and posted them to Facebook. Later that day I received a phone call from one of my cousins asking me to please remove the pictures. Someone had seen them, knew she wasn’t online, and thought she should know. At the next gathering she asked that I not take pictures of her because she didn’t want to be on social media. I assured her I wouldn’t put the pictures online if she didn’t want me to.


Another instance of someone wanting a picture removed came when I posted photos from a church event onto the church Facebook page. One of the members, who is on Facebook, asked that a picture of her and her husband be deleted. Grant it, she has posted pictures of them together, but for whatever reason she wanted the picture taken down. No problem, I honored her request.


In these instances it didn’t make sense to me that these people were so adamant about not being on Facebook, but I respected their decision. If a person has made the choice not to be on social media then they should expect a certain level of privacy and we should respect their wishes. Even if a person is online but does not want a photo shared, respect that decision also. For those of us on social media, we must understand that we made the decision to make certain aspects of our lives an open book to the world, but we must also understand that not everyone feels the need to do so. It doesn’t matter if it is a spouse, significant other, family member, friend or child; people have the right not to have their lives plastered all over the internet.


So where is this coming from? This morning Erica Dixon (Love & Hip Hop Atlanta) hopped onto Periscope to record her daughters first day of school. Emani shied away from the camera because she didn’t want to be recorded. Eventually she asked her mom to please stop. Erica respected her request and turned off the camera. Remember those days when we recorded these milestones in our kids’ lives and then stored the pictures or video away in a box, only to be seen when family and friends came by? Now people think the whole world needs to share in these special moments, as they are actually taking place.  No do overs or editing allowed.


After I closed out that scope another alert popped up. In this video the host was talking about people not wanting to have their picture on social media. In her opinion, if you are in her life you have waived all rights to privacy. She is going to post pictures of you and her together on social media no matter what you say. If you do not want to be seen with her then you have something to hide. Really? Well remember the scenario above about my cousin? She had absolutely nothing to hide; she just wasn’t comfortable with social media. Here we are years later and she is now on Facebook posting away. A lot of times people who don’t understand social media give the most resistance, and we have to respect how they feel.


In this scopers case she was really trying to say that if you’re dating or married to someone and they do not want you posting pictures of him or her, then it is much more sinister. This person has something to hide and is denying your relationship. If that is the case then he or she is probably doing a whole lot more off of social media to denounce your relationship. So instead of trying to prove to the world that you are together, you may want to get offline and figure out what’s really going on. For those of you that think this way, let me put you on to something. I know men (and women) who post every aspect of their relationships online. We know what their breath smelt like when they woke up that morning and what was the last thing they said to each other before going to bed at night. We have experienced every dinner, concert, festival vacation, they have ever attended, and guess what, he or she is the biggest whore in town. Or like they say theses days, community dick/punnany.  Posting all these intimate moments has done nothing but opened the door for outsiders to want what you have. Posting your personal business doesn’t prove to the world that you are together; in some cases it just invites the spirit of envy and jealousy into your home.


As I stated earlier, people have a right to expect a certain level of privacy. The scoper also pointed out that she feels the same way about her friends who don’t want to be seen with her in pictures, and that she takes this as a form of betrayal to the friendship. There could be many reasons why someone doesn’t want that innocent picture of you two at lunch posted. Maybe she called in to work or decided to take an extra-long lunch. You’ve posted the picture of you two laughing it up and now the nosy coworker knows she wasn’t in the conference room on a call. Maybe she has an ex-boyfriend who tends to show-up wherever she is…I’ve read the horror stories. Or could it be she doesn’t think she’s that photogenic and just doesn’t want her picture out there for the world to see.


I took a course on social media effects and if people knew half of what is happening with the information posted online, they would probably shut down their pages. There are databases that store every image we post so companies can build image recognition programs. Some are so sophisticated that they can identify you based on your body type and movements. The government can run a picture taken from a surveillance camera and narrow it down to likely people based on images and information posted on social media. Do you think those Facebook challenges just appear from nowhere? Think again, they are all orchestrated to get information on you. Who your family members are, close friends, coworkers. Throwback Thursday’s and flashback Fridays help with age progression technology. Marketers use your pictures to learn where you shop, eat, vacation, etc. Even criminals have deciphered how to use your need to share everything in your life, against you. Those posts asking you about your first car, first best friend, favorite sport, etc., are giving thieves the answers to your online security questions. While this scoper is concerned with loyalty, the neighborhood thief could be raiding her best friend’s house.


Social media has caused us to view things in a different way, but no matter how lax you are in what you share, remember, what you put out there about you is your business; what you post about others is theirs. That story about the mother suing her son, guess what, she won the case. If someone asks you not to post their image on social media, or asks that you remove a photo or video of them and you refuse, you may just find yourself in court. Keep it simple and respect peoples wishes, they don’t owe you an explanation why. If it bothers you that much, maybe you have the problem and not them. In the meantime, for those against their picture being posted, when the cameras go up, slide left and get out of the shot.


So what say you? What are your thoughts on posting pictures without consent? Do you honor your friend’s requests? Have you jeopardized friendships over social media? Is this a conversation that needs to be had among friends and lovers?


If you agree with this article—please like, if you have an opinion—please comment, and if you with me—please share. I would love to know your point of view. Also, check-out my other blogs on A View From Tracy’s Point.


Peace and Blessings,

 


Tracy

 


Tracy L. Darity is the author of three novels, He Loves Me He Loves Me Not!, Love...Like Snow in Florida on a Hot Summer Day, and The Red Bear Society. Available in print and e-book. To learn more, visit www.TracyLDarity.com

 

 


Whose Check Is It...When Girlfriends Dine

Posted on July 27, 2016 at 5:55 PM Comments comments (4)

 


Whose Check Is It…When Girlfriends Dine

By Tracy Darity


Many, many years ago I agreed to meet some co-workers for happy hour. We worked different schedules, therefore, most arrived as early as 5:00 pm and others, including me, did not arrive until after 7. Due to the lateness of our arrival, we only ordered a drink and one item from the tapas menu. One coworker who arrived with me was a commuter from a nearby city and needed to get on the road. She asked the waiter for her check because she had to get going. He gave her the bill, which was only $11.00; she paid her tab and said her goodbyes. Afterwards the waiter checked to see if anyone in our group of remaining guests wanted to order anything else. We all agreed we were set. A few minutes later he returned with our individual checks. Now keep in mind, I had a margarita and a piece of Mahi Mahi. I was expecting my bill, including the gratuity to be no more than $20.00. Imagine my horror when I looked at my bill and it was over $40.00.


“Excuse me Mr. Waiter-man, but you gave me the wrong check.” I went on to explain I only ordered two items that were $7.95 each. Well he educated me that day, “We do not split checks, we take the total of the bill and divide it equally among the number in your party.” Oh, this was some bull. First I thought about my coworker who had departed to get home. Did she know what was about to go down? Next I thought back to when we walked in and there were empty pitchers from already disposed of Sangria, and the dishes from meals devoured. I looked to my coworkers who had been there from the beginning and waited for them to say, “Oh no, we got this since the bulk of the $300+ bill is ours.” No one said a word, simply pulled out their credit cards and happily paid the amount of the check. I was livid. The only black person at the table I couldn’t help but wonder if this was some ish common with people of other persuasions. What I did know for a fact is, I would never dine with these people again, nor would I patronize this establishment in the future if this rule was still in effect.


Fast forward to current times and I realize that black folks are now doing similar things and defending it as having integrity. Let me share a few things about me and dining before I continue. There are four things I don’t share—my books, my shoes, my food (unless it is so good you have to try it, or you ask for a taste and I really like you), and the check. Unless I invite you to dinner to celebrate your recent accomplishment or I am feeling generous and tell the waiter “one check” you can rest assured that you are responsible for your own check.


Now that we have that out of the way, about a year ago I joined a networking group for black women, and their theme was to gather once a month for Sunday Brunch. The organization had groups all over the country. At our local level, members paid $10 to reserve their spot and if you attended the money was refunded back to you at the gathering. On average we had about twenty women attend, although not always the same people every time. Each month we went to a different restaurant in different cities that make up the Tampa Bay area. Since I am a food lover and had never attended some of the restaurants before, I wanted the real deal…appetizer, main dish, dessert and drink. In a nutshell, I wanted to enjoy my experience.


What I came to observe about the women in the group is that some of them would only order an appetizer and then wait for others to offer a sampling of their fare. Others would attend and then talk about their strict diets, but then anxiously hold out their plates when offered to try something. One outing, the hostess of the group ordered some Thai shrimp, now there were only 6 shrimp on the plate, be it jumbo shrimp, but still only six. She asked if anyone wanted to try some, and you guessed it, she was ordering a replacement minutes later. No honey, if that was all I was ordering that offer never would have left my lips. At first, I didn’t understand why people would bother to attend the brunches and then only order an appetizer. They were purely social gatherings with no program, speaker, etc, just a group of women dining together. As I am writing this blog, I wonder if the “divide the check rule” was in effect would those same women would order a full meal, or not bothered to come at all.


Over the past six months the question of dining with friends and splitting the check has been the topic of various conversations. Two viewpoints stood out to me. Among a circle of professional women, one person stated that if she is at dinner with friends and someone refuses to tip the server due to bad service, she would never dine with that person again. She went on to explain that she doesn’t associate with petty or cheap people. I can’t recall a time when I have not tipped a server, but yes, I will reduce your tip based on your inability to perform your job at the level I expect as a paying customer. The whole, they only make $2 an hour argument is wasted on me. If I took a job for $2 an hour and needed $15 an hour to pay my bills, I’m going to be the best server ever. I’m going to be so good that every time you come to that restaurant you ask to be seated in my section. But I digress.


The next conversation, someone said when she dines with friends they always divide the check. When people objected to that notion, she explained that it doesn’t matter if one person only ordered appetizers and another filet mignon. If you are truly friends things like food bills shouldn’t matter. This week it may be you ordering the filet mignon, but next week you may only want an appetizer. In the end it all balances itself out. Like the person in the first conversation, she concluded that if a friend asked for separate checks she would not dine with that person again and would question their commitment to the friendship.


In both scenarios the women making these bold statements indicated that situations like these are about integrity and maturity. Perhaps in business, where you are trying to make a sale or gain favor, but in friendship, I have to disagree. For starters, when the women in the brunch club only ordered appetizers, my first thought was they were just cheap. However, as I got to know them I learned sometimes they didn’t have the money for a full meal, but wanted to get out and mingle anyway. Yes, there were some who were just being cheap and would take a shrimp knowing that was all the person was ordering…now their integrity should be questioned. At the end of the day, when you invite someone to dine with you the only expectation should be that you are spending quality time with someone you care about. A friend should not have to weigh whether or not she has enough money to cover items she didn’t order. What if she doesn’t drink and everyone is downing shots, should that be her responsibility? And who are you to say someone has to tip a server based on your expectations of what is due that person. Maybe having to wait forty-five minutes for your food, only for it to be cold doesn’t bother you, but it does your friend who’s had a stressful time at work and hasn’t eaten all day. Most important, when a person goes out to dinner shouldn’t she be allowed the common courtesy of enjoying every crumb of what she ordered. Heck, maybe she wants to have leftovers for lunch tomorrow.


A lot of people don’t like to dine alone, but if we are going to add peer pressure to the menu, maybe it will be a better alternative. Yesterday I was craving some Cali Fries from one of my favorite Mexican themed restaurants. At the last minute I decided to dine-in, instead of doing take-out. I opened up Youtube on my phone and got caught-up on my 4ItsRox and Mike B TV reviews, as I enjoyed my meal. Truth be told, it was quite relaxing.


So what say you? What are your thoughts on dining with friends? Do you want to split or divide…the check that is? Has your invites dried up and you’re wondering why? Is this a conversation that needs to be had among friends before you dine out?


If you agree with this article—please like, if you have an opinion—please comment, and if you with me—please share. I would love to know your point of view. Also, check-out my other blogs here on A View From Tracy’s Point.


Peace and Blessings,


 

Tracy


 

Tracy L. Darity is the author of three novels, He Loves Me He Loves Me Not!, Love...Like Snow in Florida on a Hot Summer Day, and The Red Bear Society. Available in print and e-book. To learn more, visit www.TracyLDarity.com

 

 




What if you pursued a dream and no one cared?

Posted on July 25, 2016 at 1:25 PM Comments comments (2)

What if you pursued a dream and no one cared?

By Tracy L. Darity


If one of your friends contacted you today and said he was inspired by current events to walk almost 200 miles to encourage peace and unity, what would you say, what would you do? Would you be an encouraging force even if you did not understand the mission? If he asked you to join him on the walk—the day, time and distance, being up to you—would you take a few hours out of your life to support him? Even if you couldn’t or wouldn’t participate in the actual walk, would you donate to the cause, help spread the word, try to help get media recognition; or would you stay silently on the sideline and wait to hear if he succeeded or failed?


This scenario is actually playing out right now, and I chose to write about it because I was recently engaged in a discussion about supporting other people’s dreams. The question raised was, is it fair to assume the people closest to us will support our endeavors. One person said it is an unfair burden to place on someone, it’s your dream not theirs. An opposing view was, if I can’t depend on the people closest to me who claim to love and support me, how will I get the courage to step out of my comfort zone and get strangers to do it.


Both viewpoints had validity. It is a debate that many people have internally as they battle against negative feelings towards the people they feel let them down when they need their support the most. Whether you specifically made requests or assumed family and friends would get behind you, it can send you on an emotional rollercoaster when the support doesn’t come. In listening to the guy walking for peace and unity, the disappointment is evident in his voice. It is the same disappointment many of us have felt at some point when stepping out on faith and following our passion. However, because he is so passionate about what he is doing, he is encouraging himself along the way. That is a very important attribute to have if you’re going to be successful in bringing projects to fruition.


If God placed it in our hearts to accomplish something, no matter what others think or do we have to trust him to bring onto our paths the right people at the right time. It doesn’t matter if you’re starting a business, writing a book, planning to move cross country, or walking for a cause you believe in, never defer your dreams because of who isn’t on board. Even after you’ve taken the first, second, third or tenth step, there will be moments when you ask yourself “where are they, why aren’t they…?” No matter how painful the snub may be, keep in mind it is your project not theirs. Instead of getting down, use the moment to focus on those who are buying your product, who do share your information, who do encourage you along the journey. No one said it would be easy, but getting across the finish line is the reward.


Remember, the race isn’t given to the swift, or the strong, but to the one who endures until the end. Sometimes along life’s journey we will feel as if we are alone, in essence, we never are, we just have to look around to see who really have our backs.


Peace and Blessings,


Tracy


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Tracy L. Darity is the author of three novels, He Loves Me He Loves Me Not!, Love...Like Snow in Florida on a Hot Summer Day, and The Red Bear Society. Available in print and e-book. To learn more, visit www.TracyLDarity.com