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How Concrete Changed To Soil
How Concrete Changed To Soil
How Concrete Changed To Soil
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How Concrete Changed To Soil

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Self-help book that engages the mind to think beyond what you see and how to propel forward.
LanguageEnglish
PublisherBookBaby
Release dateOct 14, 2019
ISBN9781543984309
How Concrete Changed To Soil

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    How Concrete Changed To Soil - Jasmine Davis

    @Copyright 2019 by Jasmine Davis

    eBook ISBN: 978-1-54398-430-9

    Cover Art by Terri at ThemeScape Digital Design

    To my lord and savior if I had 1,000 tongues, I couldn’t thank you enough. Thank you for surrounding me with beautiful people to love on me in my earthly form. Thank you for closing and sometimes slamming doors I thought was for me. Thank you for your mercy to get to this point. Thank you for the clarity of how your will works in my life and to trust you in all things.

    To my husband, my light, my rock, my peace. Thank you for always pouring in to me when I’m on empty. I appreciate you for being the foundation I needed when I wasn’t sturdy. You have played a major role in pushing me to levels that scared me but blessed me. Thank you forever, I pray that I always give you the same energy you give me.

    To my mom, my diary, my listening ear. Thank you for always shining your light on me in my dark places. Your dedication to loving your children doesn’t go unnoticed. Thank you for believing in me and seeing greatness even through the tears and there’s been many. I pray that I’m half the mother that you are, I will forever be in good company.

    Contents

    Unpack your own bags

    I just want peace

    Comparison is knocking chips off your own brick

    Love isn’t pain but…continued lust

    I knew you weren’t happy

    Depression

    Accolades are accessories but who are you?

    Learn through life don’t let life teach you

    Be blessed in your contentment

    Surrounded by misery

    We all know that your booboo the fool

    Fear is so important

    Stop screaming in loud places

    Are you healing or stealing

    Every table doesn’t require you to sit

    Value doesn’t beg

    Who told you to leave door #1 for door #2

    Cry standing up

    Bring the circus never be the clown

    Goal vs. purpose

    Unpack your own bags

    It’s important that we understand that the baggage we collect throughout our lives is our own battle to fight. Oftentimes we believe people should love and accept us for what and who we are without expecting changed behavior. No one is required to love your mess that you refuse or are unwilling to release to become a better person. True love is calling that baggage to the front and telling you that it’s holding you back, I’ll be here to support you while you sort it out. Loving you flaws and all isn’t accepting your baggage, but appreciating the person the baggage has created, it’s a major difference.

    I believe that our baggage blinds us into believing that we are the only one that has baggage, and that’s just not the truth. When you get into relationships with people rather it be sexual or friendships we must understand that we all have demons that we fight. Once we truly understand this it helps us to be more empathetic and willing to work through those issues.

    You can’t expect people to be understanding of why you lash out without understanding why they won’t tolerate this behavior. Just because you are on one side of the argument doesn’t mean that the other person can’t be triggered.

    I don’t understand where the sense of entitlement comes from when we have experienced pain. We feel entitled to show others just how broken we are no matter how it may make them feel. Stop scratching people with that broken bottle that they didn’t break, and somehow expecting them to be ok with your abuse. I didn’t steal that part of your soul so don’t charge me with theft. Learn how to unpack your own bags without exposing others to the toxins. It is not a requirement to scream every time you’re scared or cry every time you’re sad reactions aren’t required to process or heal.

    There is nothing more attractive than a naked soul because we rarely get to experience them. People are more willing to unclothe their bodies but few are willing to show their souls.

    When we unpack our baggage, it cleanses us and, in the process, allows others to see our vulnerability. Unpacking your bags

    is all about being vulnerable and exposing things you wish to hide or forget about. When we hide things, we give it power and in turn it makes us powerless. Unpacking gives us our power back while also allowing others to seek the healing they have seen taken place within us.

    The dangerous thing about requiring someone to unpack their bags when you haven’t unpacked your own is that, the space between you will become greater. It’s easy for two broken people to coexist because they relate to being powerless and jaded. But what happens when one person unpacks and the other person is still carrying baggage? Oftentimes that person will seek out someone like-minded and weightless

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