Do me a favor.
Stop letting fear run the show.
You live in a world where there are literally an infinite number of possible outcomes and you are only focusing on two: your earth shattering worst case scenario and your elusive best case scenario. You stress yourself out to no end with the first one and you use the second one as a reminder that you’re not worthy.Read More
Fun fact: I am a big scaredy cat.
My friends and family can attest to this. I am prone to worry, anxiety, fear, and self-doubt. I have always said that the reason I started down the path of self-help is because I desperately need it to help me deal with the negativity floating around in my life.Read More
We tend to think of ourselves as separate compartments: This is my physical body. This is my mind. This is my soul. So on and so forth.
We go to our doctors for our physical ailments. We see therapists for our mental issues. We go to church for questions of the soul. Everything separate.
I’ve always been a pretty brave person.
All credit goes to Mama Terry. It was the morning of the first grade grade TAAS test. Standardized tests have never been my jam. Mama Terry, as per usual, came thru with the gamechanger. She wrote down Philippians 4:13 on a little sheet of paper. She said, “Put this in your pocket and anytime you feel anxious or scared, you take it out, read it and then set it on your desk. You can do all things, Tisha. Remember that.”
And that’s what I did. Halfway thru the test, I took out that little sheet of paper and I read the verse, written in my mom’s beautiful handwriting. I set it on my desk and then knocked that test out the park.
Don’t get it twisted, honey bunny.Read More
consejo del día (advice of the day) — Put faith in your dreams, not your fears.Read More
Real talk, I've given up on dreams that meant a lot to me because I was scared. Scared of failing. Scared of looking stupid. Scared of succeeding.
You see, success requires an upgraded version of us.Read More
LaTisha’s Answer: Nope. Not at all.
Believe it or not, I am a huge worrier and I hate it. Worry is a sign that fear and self-doubt have highjacked my brain. While I honor my fear and its desire to keep me safe, I really should be focusing on my track record of blessings and how God has always shown up and shown out for me, over and over again. I look over at Lyric, who is going to town in her jumper, and I remember how she was a prayer I prayed for over 4 years. She’s here now.
I know this.
However, I waste precious brain power contemplating the worst case scenario over and over and over again. I focus on my defeat and imminent doom, instead of getting to work. By the time I switch over to thinking about what I do want to happen and get to work creating it, I am drained and I just want to feel sorry for myself and do nothing.Read More