Prosper, Prosper, Just Prosper,
are the words that continues to echo through my head as I sit across from my client. I can feel and see the hurt, frustration, pain, and tiredness within. However, instead of saying or doing some meditation or relaxation technique, the only thing that I can do is look her in her eyes and say, “Prosper,” in a soft, genuine, low-key voice. You see, I need this to resonate with you. I need this to get past your conscious mind, I need this to get to your soul, your unconscious side. I need you to know that you can prosper. So, I look into her eyes again and say, “Prosper, Just Prosper Quetta.” You see this time the table is flipped. I’m my own client looking into a mirror, encouraging myself that I can make it. I can do this. God wouldn’t have brought me to this if he wasn’t going to take me through it.
“Prosper, Just Prosper.”
Let it resonate with you. Hear it, take it in, feel it, see it, and do it. Move, get up, and pick yourself up. So many times, we may find ourselves in situations that you don’t want to be in. You want more, need more, but can’t see more, can’t understand how to reach more. Well, it begins in the mind. You are an over-comer. This is something you must know, you must feel. You have the strength to do or accomplish any and everything that you want. Don’t blame, stop blaming others for your current situation. Things may have happened and due to circumstance, you are in a mess. However, at the end of the day the only person that can keep you in a permanent situation is you.
Dig deep, reach down, pull with all your might, and move, prosper, fight. It’s not time to give up yet. “Prosper!” “Just Prosper.” I need you to Prosper. You need you to prosper.
why do I keep running into this burning building. I know it’s hot, I know it’s dangerous, and it’s pure insanity. Every time I run in I get hurt, I feel betrayed, I lose love, I am along. At this point my mind is in a severely disordered state of mind (Merriam-Webster Dictionary). I’m lost. I keep running back into this fire because I’m trying to fill a void. I feel empty, hollow. If I turn to drugs, alcohol, or people, I can pretend for a little while that I’m secure, the void is gone, I’m not lost, I do have it together and I’m not losing control. I can’t keep running into this building. At some point it’s going to fall on me. I’m tired of these sores. I wake up, and hate I ran into the fire, it burned. It continues to burn worse each time I go in. This time it cost me my freedom, next time it may cost me my life.
I’m tired, I can’t keep running. I’m done but I don’t know how to stop running into the fire. I’m surrounded by fire; negative talk, negative actions, negative thoughts. Heck, “I can’t see the forest for the trees,” Nicholas Sparks. I can’t see the rainbow in the mist of all this rain, but I want to so bad. All I have is this little book some old man gave me on a store parking lot, The New Testament. So, I guess I’ll flip through it. Well, check this out,