GENERATION

I've remixed what my momma taught me and made it my own.
I used her wisdom as the background to my life's song. Sweet melodies.
Yeah, I sampled her track and generated a whole new feel, and a whole different sound.
But the roots of my music were birthed through her, and the roots of her music were birthed through her momma, and so on and so forth. And my songs will be the musical foundation for generations.

A lot has changed since my last post. I am a mother now! It still feels weird to say that. I wonder when does the newness fade away? My Maya is three months now. She is full of laughter, thinks she can walk, and loves to chat! She brings so much joy to our home.

"What does she see when she looks at me?" I have asked myself that so many times. But this question that has been stalking my thoughts eventually evolved. I now ask myself, "What does she feel from me?" What she feels when she is around me is so important. She is processing the energy that I emit and reflect. She is generating her own memories and creating and/or recognizing norms.

I remember the sunshine. I remember the sunlight filling the house on Saturdays. The screen door open, my mom playing "One Sweet Day" by Boys II Men and Mariah Carey. She was thinking about her loved ones that she missed. I could see it in her face as she sang along. We have so many memories. So many visions of the past. And so many feelings attached to them.

We should want our children to look back over their past and feel peace. And I do not mean to give a child whatever they want, or buy all of the latest shoes and clothes...

What I mean is I want to help build a generation where their souls are at ease. A generation that is spiritually strong. A generation that won't be judgmental of others because they see others in themselves. A generation that knows the power of their words. A generation that simply will not sweat the small stuff.

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So, I have to start with me. How else will my children know? I am passing down my valuables, my physical and spiritual treasures so that my children and their children know that the life they live all depends on the energy they generate. With every move, I ask myself, "What do I want her to see?" Me worrying? Me complaining? Or me cruising these waves of life? When a new bill pops up I could complain, I could say, "More money, more problems." But that is why I work everyday, to take care of my responsibilities.

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The heavens grant us with opportunities for a reason. Our blessings are not random. We manifest them with our thoughts and words. A rushed and tired mind doesn't have the time to think things through. Therefore, at least once a week I try to reflect and meditate. I pray for the week ahead and give an offering to my faith. Strengthening my faith is definitely an exercise I hope to pass along.

Sunday Morning Meditations

Personal offerings and money webs

Sure, my life's lyrics will be remixed with my children's personal spin, but they will know that I gave my best effort to surround them in love and peace in both smooth and turbulent periods of my life. Just as my momma did for me.

Bless up for the generations.
Faith Underwood