Count Your Blessings and Speak Your Power
Speak your power in gratitude. Poetry.
We can wake up early on a Sunday morning with the sun shining through our windows, but what we choose to remember are the things that didn’t go as planned the day before.
Sometimes we wait for the perfect day when the stars will align, and we can see all the beauty we’ve been praying for. Though, if we see one rain cloud, we swear our prayers have gone unanswered.
Then when a tragedy happens, our health fails us, someone we love leaves the planet, and suddenly, we remember to count our blessings and recommit to our inner work — our spiritual work.
Yet, if we remain grateful, we don’t have to remember the good because we believe in it. We don’t have to search for beauty because we live in it. We don’t have to fight for power because we can speak it.
I believe in Good; therefore, I live in Beauty. — Carmellita
With this in heart and mind, I present to you…
Aṣẹ
11 days ago there were more of you around I got rid of each with Spirit still intact Dedication pays off when the monkey stays off your back.
I need you to get off my back.
Caution the ingrate for her tales of woe Does she not believe in good? Can she not see beauty all around? How can she dwell in vibes so dense and low?
Far too dense, far too low.
12 of you left and the other who remained were necessary Had I known what I know now, you would have run for cover.
Why didn’t you run for cover?
As it seems, I made it to the beneficent west after all it was the goal. Little did I know how I would get there. And it’s where I built a nest.
Yes, I built a nest.
Have I forgotten to count today? You know, my blessings My supplications usually end with words of power, Aṣẹ.
And so it shall be, I say, Aṣẹ.
13 breaths to sustain the breath of life surely helps As the cobra rises, I have more strength I asked for my health to regain
Joy, my health must regain.
I refocused on what only I could do It was a pleasure to do so. Thank goodness I did I had Hope and Faith brought me through.
Faith truly brought me through.
I appreciate all that I learned better than before the storm. The dark clouds have gone. I’m glad to let go of what I once yearned.
Be careful of the things you once yearned.
About Aṣẹ
Aṣẹ is a word of power in “Yorubaland.” This word of power is also spelled Ashe. It is pronounced “ashay.”
Aṣẹ or Ashe is a Yoruba philosophical concept through which the Yoruba of Nigeria conceive the power to make things happen and produce change.
Some have feared the power of this word. Some relish in it.
© 2022 Carmellita
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