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January 14, 2019 by kelli

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Today is my second 45th birthday!  Right now I am in Vietnam on vacation.  I got to celebrate the 13th in here with my husband and two bestsisters.  We had an amazing day touring important monuments in Hue (pronounced Way) that connect to the American War (known in the U.S. as the Vietnam War). 

Me standing in the temple at Thien Mu Pagoda

Then we did some local people watching and a nice dinner at the resort where’re staying.  It was a nice but looooong day.  Because I’m in a time zone matrix, I woke up and there were still another 8 hours left of my birthday in the U.S.  It was super nice to wake up to text messages and online posts from my friends back home.  

#blessed

45 will be a year of double everything for me.  My word for the year is ‘fruition: the state or action of producing fruit.  No more planning.  No more brainstorming.  No more giving my time and attention to thinking about making moves.  

All action, all year.  

I’m setting that intention.

More productive.

More loving.

More curious.

More clear.

More confident.

More vacations.

More patient.

More laughs.

More meditation.

More reading.

More writing.

More delegating.

More boundaries.

More joy.

I’m not expecting magic this year.  Only clarity of purpose by clearing out emotional and physical clutter.  I’ve already started by spending the first few days of the year reorganizing my home and work offices, setting up the framework for my planner, and setting personal and family goals.  In addition to the goals, I have benchmarks and timelines to hold myself accountable.  I’m not saying take more vacations, I’m setting potential dates now.  I don’t need all the details to make commitments.  But I need to write things down if I have any chance of manifesting the intentions.

#allactionallyear

So today, January 13th part II, I’m writing this post to remind myself of what I aspire to in this 45th year of life.  I cannot wait to look back next year and see all the things I manifested. 

kelli

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Filed Under: Personal Development Tagged With: self care, travel

Boho Berry Challenge Dec 2018

December 31, 2018 by kelli

Thanks to my village for riding with me through this rollercoaster of a year. All the rants & tears, wisdom, encouragement, prayers, and love were more helpful than I can say. 

Here are some reflections from my Boho Berry #yearendreview.

My favorite memory of 2018: sitting in the desert with @jtjackson. 

Biggest accomplishment: saying NO. (My fellow #enneagram2’s will understand.)

Biggest Challenge: Navigating my role in and across multiple complicated relationships.

Two of my successes: I wrote more & was more consistent with my planner

Money well spent: travel

Smart decision: maintaining emotional boundaries with unhealthy people

Unfinished business: my home office & finding a new therapist

Start doing: learning more about #menopause

Keep doing: more family & bestsister time

Self-Care: more laughter

Word for 2019: F R U I T I O N

#bohoberrychallenge #planneraddict #writer #travelislife #enneagram #selfcare

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Times Like These

September 30, 2018 by kelli

I cannot even overstate how crazy 2018 has been both personally and professionally.  In the WORLD.  Things are so nuts I’m reading my horoscope daily.  Wearing my diffuser bracelet 24/7. And sometimes just plain scream as I listen to the news.

This past week was full of people I know and strangers alike disclosing trauma to me.  I was holding space and holding my breath each day, uncertain as to what awaited me.  

Life was a lot every day last week.  

In times like these, the best investment I can make in myself is to divest from other people, places and things. 

#realtalk

So this week I kind of checked out…    

Instead, I talked to my best sisters.  Spent time with all my children and grandchildren.  Went on a date with my husband.  It felt good to prioritize them in my day in some way.  Some days it was just a text.  Other days it was spending an hour on the phone conspiring to take over the world.

I also got back to my podcasts and General Hospital and saw the Netflix original, Nappily Ever After.

In times like these, I cannot do what others need and want me to do. 

In times like these, I have to spend intentional time alone.

In times like these, I need to put my eyes on my people.

In times like these, I need to laugh. 

In times like these, I need to send people to voicemail.

In times like these, I need to sleeeeeeeeeeep.

So, for those looking for the profound this week.  I’ve got nothing.  This week was a week that I am grateful to have survived.  

Here’s to next week which is next month and all the potential it holds.

kelli

 

 

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Perfect Harmony

July 26, 2018 by kelli

Ebony and ivory live together in perfect harmony 
Side by side on my piano keyboard, oh Lord, why don’t we?
We all know that people are the same wherever you go 
There is good and bad in ev’ryone
We learn to live, when we learn to give 
Each other what we need to survive, together alive.
(Ebony & Ivory by Paul McCartney and Stevie Wonder)

On November 22nd, my family and I will celebrate our 15 year anniversary this November (actually we are celebrating all year :).  That was the day our family blended together.  For me, our wedding date also marks the anniversary of me learning to live in harmony with my grown woman life.

Instead of a grand wedding, I asked, and my husband bought us a home that we closed on a few weeks after we said our vows.  That house was a pit!  I say that with all the love and wisdom that comes with maturity.  We bought a small home that has only been lived in by one family…for forty years.  Nobody told us people who aren’t handy shouldn’t buy forty-year-old-homes.  For the first few months, we slept in our son’s electric blue room while he and our daughter slept in her Pepto Bismol pink one across the hall.  We quickly began “renovations” that led to us sleeping on the floor of our converted garage for six months.   

Eventually, the pit had a built-in office and a master suite.  There was a paved basketball court in the backyard along with a gazebo and fancy outdoor furniture.  We homeschooled in that house.  Had emotional meltdowns in that house.  We dreamed dreams in that house. Made plans in that house. Celebrated accomplishments in that house.  And ultimately built the foundation that we needed to get us to where we are today.  

The road since that house has been a wild ride.  We have built two new homes.  We have survived serious health issues. Our children are off living their own lives.  We now have two (and one on the way) grandchildren.  My nonprofit career has afforded me amazing opportunities to lead, learn, and travel.  I am sure that it was the pit that gave us the stick-with-it-ness we needed to grow.  

Of course, I write all this from my point of view. 

Last week, for the first time since we moved 11 years ago, I returned to that home with my husband and one of our children.  As we drove through the neighborhood it was pretty cool watching our daughter remember her bus stop and the corner burrito shop.  When we pulled up in front of our once mint-green house the energy in the car crackled a bit.  My daughter’s reaction to how small the house was, how much it seemed the same after all these years, landed smack in the middle of my heart.  

For me, going back to our first house is a reminder of our collective growth.  The four of us put in physical and emotional equity to get to where we are now.  Sitting in my car looking at our first big investment I was reminded that no matter how small the beginning if you do your part, there’s more to come.  In that house, we all had to learn to trust each other; to believe that we could come from hurt and brokenness and find a new place of peace.  This ain’t perfect peace but it’s one that works for us. 

My personal lesson in that first house was how to find harmony, something I never had before. I define harmony as multiple interests coming together to form a pleasing and consistent whole.  Harmony is not unison.  Harmony is purpose so it’s perfect.

For the Jackson’s, harmony has meant learning to accept each other as we are.  Supporting each other’s unique skills, interests, and paths.  It has meant being ok with the sound not always being pretty but enjoying it anyway.

Many women are taught to pursue balance and this notion of everything always lining up equally.  That has never been my life, especially since I’ve been married.  I have had lots of do-overs and let-go’s as I have sought to live my authentic life.  To me, the gift of my marriage has been the freedom to be me.  Letting all my varied ways of being and doing just be Kelli.  Harmony.

In our first house, I learned to embrace the life I had been given and make it mine.  Today I can look back and say: I WOULDN’T CHANGE A THING. In fact, our journey as a family has made me patient.  Persistent.  Resourceful.  Determined.  Grateful.  I’m proud of myself for demystifying ‘balance’  so I could live a harmonious life.

Real talk — this life isn’t always easy but I can honestly say all the notecards, calendaring, spreadsheets and to-lists (my strengths) played a role in getting us from W. 125th to Fannin.  My part plus my husband’s part, plus my kids part, plus our village’s part have too.  I’m humbled and honored to have used my nerdy gifts to help our family grow.  

To my fellow warrior women out there: (How) have you used your personal development skills to help your family attain/maintain harmony?  Let me know in the comments below or online.

kelli

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Anchor

June 5, 2018 by kelli

 

Photo by Ksenia Makagonova on Unsplash

Have you ever been on a boat (of any size) during a storm?  Even when anchored? No bueno!  Listen, I was on a small boat in St. Lucia on a beautiful day and one wave had me hitting the deck.  Water terrifies me because when I look out I see no end.  No land.

No control.

Not having control is one of my greatest shortcomings.  I do not want to be in charge because I think I know everything or because I am power-hungry.  It’s actually the opposite.  For me, being in control is a way to protect myself.  Protecting myself from who/what is much harder to explain. 

As a Black woman, I have spent much of my education and career in predominantly white spaces.  That feeling of not having control of my future was very early on filled with intimidation and fear.  Was I good enough?  Why me?  

As a woman with daddy issues, I have had many relationships with men who could not communicate.  That feeling of not having control of my relationships was very early on filled with fear of abandonment.  Was I good enough?  Why me? 

Do you see the pattern?  I was pervasive in every area of my life.

When I was a child, I understood an anchor to be something to keep things steady; to stop the boat from going into dangerous territory.  As an adult, I know that an anchor is only as good as the rope or chain it is tethered to.  An anchor is no good on its own, though it often gets all the credit for holding things down.  Kind of odd since the anchor must be connected to a material to connect itself to the ocean floor well enough enough to keep the boat from drifting.  

As I think about my word for 2018 I know that I am committed to manifesting a life that is only tethered to people,  institutions, and causes that share my values. I vizualize my life anchor as being tethered to the things I hold dear.  I value honesty, loyalty, service, and empathy.  I am learning that cannot actualize in spaces that do not align with my values.  When I am required to be in relationship with people who do not share the same values, I struggle to trust them to hold me down.

This awareness did not happen overnight.  Neither did the freedom to make such a bold statement.  

I’m growing, y’all!

If you want to more fully lead with your values by aligning your personal and professional development with your purpose I want you to join me.

Over the next few weeks, I will be rolling out some programming for a small group of values-driven women.  The heart of the programming will center on creating safe spaces for women ready to focus on their personal development as they look to deepen their professional goals.  Women in the group will take deep dives surrounded and anchored by an intentional community.  There will also be a (slightly larger) Facebook group and the opportunity for one-on-one coaching.  

If you are a values-driven woman, looking to anchor yourself deeply in a plan for growth, send me an email to be notified when registration opens.  If you’re truly ready to go in the deep waters, I’d love to have you get on our boat.  

Anchors, aweigh!

kelli

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Let Go

May 22, 2018 by kelli

“When everything seems important nothing can get done.“
Dr. Benjamin Perkus


I know my fellow do-gooders/change agents know what it’s like to feel pressure to show up for any and everyone. 
Stop it. 
We need you and your leadership to be strong and steady. 
Prioritize. 
Delegate. 
LET GO. 

kelli

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Foremothers

May 9, 2018 by kelli

My Auntie Deborah recently produced an anthology called, “All the Women in My Family Sing.”  Go buy a copy!  Seriously.  It is not surprising that my aunt is responsible for such a powerful body of work.  She is an established author, journaler, and storyteller.  Plus, she has edited many papers for me over the years, including my college admissions essay.  I guess you would call her my writing muse.  Auntie Deborah writes from a place of tender authenticity.  She gets it from her daddy, Saunders King (AKA Grampy), who was a musician.  And from her mama, (AKA Grammie) who taught me, a woman does not have to have a baby unless she wants to.  

Factoid: Auntie Deborah is, in fact, my second cousin.  She became my aunt because her parents – my aunt and uncle – operated as my grandparents for most of my life.  My grandfather was her father’s brother.  They and their wives were close.  This meant that my grandparents ‘shared’ me with Deborah’s parents.  When my grandmother died I was nine years old.  So while she was the guiding presence in my early years, I spent more time building memories with my Grammie, Jo Frances King.  Grammie was a white woman, married to my beautiful, Hershey’s chocolate complexioned Grampy.  They loved and protected me.  They guided me in a way I believe my grandparents would have had they lived to see us become adults.

While I loved them both, Grammie was my beacon.  We wrote letters, talked on the phone and enjoyed endless hours of laughter.  I cannot remember a significant time in my life where she did not have a role before her death in May 2006.  I miss her.  Every.  Single.  Day.  

Take a listen to Auntie Deborah talk about Grammie (she starts around the 3:15 mark):

Grammie was an amazing woman to live and look up to.  She was humble, straightforward and generous with her time and love.  I spent many a Sunday with her.  When I moved back to California at 25 years of age to attend graduate school, my seventy-year-old plus Grammie taught me to drive. 

A bit of Grammie lives on in us all.  She was foundational like that.  

Watching Auntie Deborah talk about Grammie on this Tuesday evening leading up to Mother’s Day hit me kind of hard.  I was reminded of how much Grammie kept our family in-tact when we all, at various points in our lives, seemed to be falling apart.  Watching Auntie Deborah sit on that stage and own her power as a woman, rejuvenated me a bit.  It made me remember that no matter what I am facing, I have what I need already planted deep inside myself.  

I keep a note I wrote to Grammie on Mother’s Day 2006 taped to my wall.  In it, I wrote “I miss you lots.  I know my schedule has been crazy.  Please remember that you’re always in my thoughts…and prayers.  You taught me so much and now I’m learning to live those lessons with my family.  I take the kids to the library.  We go play tennis as a family.  Trey picks lemons for me off my lemon trees.  The seeds you planted in me are in full bloom.  Thanks for being so wonderful to me — I love you more than I can say. Kelli”

This year, I am happy to say my busy is not as out of whack as it has been in years prior.  I do not feel a depression about my infertility.  I am more intentional in my time commitments.  I am more generous with my ‘no’ and more conservative with my ‘yes.’ I can say all this in spite of the fact that life has been really hard the past year.  I am walking in my truth and power like never before.  

My Auntie Deborah holding space for women just like my Grammie taught her/us to was the reminder I needed that the legacy of our foremother(s) is our collective responsibility to pass down better ways of doing and being to those who come behind us.

I will be that beacon of light for my daughter and granddaughter.

Our foremothers will lead us home. 

This is the real meaning of Mother’s Day. 

kelli

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Quick Reset

April 25, 2018 by kelli

This morning I (begrudgingly) decided to write in my family journal – a task my husband asked us all to do a few weeks ago. 😬
Actually, he asked us to write prayers for each other. 
I realized today I’ve been in my feelings about some stuff which is why I have been blocked. 🚫
A quick aroma reset on what I am feeling and the words finally started to flow. 💐


The first words were more rant than prayer. 🤷🏾‍♀️
The good thing about removing blocks is once the negative is out, the positive energy can flow. 🧘🏾‍♀️
My words became a gratitude list and then prayers for my village. 🙏🏾
My last line to God says: I see you. I get it. I love you.
Lesson: Don’t let ‘hard’ stop you.  Keep going.

kelli

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