Today marks my last day of being 26 years old.
An age I can honestly say, I will never forget for several different reasons.
26 for me was a year of self-discovery all around. Spiritually, professionally, mentally, emotionally, and even, racially.
It was the year that I pushed myself to dive into my creative passions, and to be transparent with my inner artist. All the creative pursuits, I loved to do as a kid, started to resurface at 26.
And they all resurfaced for a reason,
To remind me, of who I really am.
26 was all about me being true to my authentic being. I always knew internally, that I was not being true to my soul’s mission. I knew I was destined for more, but what I see in my intuitive vision, scares the shit out of me sometimes.
But I realized, that I cannot be scared anymore of my own power.
Or scared anymore of my own gifts.
I know I want to live a fulfilling life. And a life with meaning.
A life dedicated to serving humanity. And a life dedicated to making a world a better place.
At 26, I worked a lot on my personal growth. Actively working on my personal areas of growth, and striving to become a better me for me. Turning certain weaknesses into strengths. Shit, embracing certain weaknesses.
Realizing that I will NEVER be perfect, and letting go of my perfectionism. Also, I enjoyed stimulating my mind with enriching podcast episodes, youtube videos, clips, workshops and books.
At 26, I learned a lot about what it really means to be Young, Gifted & Black. I learned about several black artist, writers, leaders, and legends, that I did not know much about, or anything about before.
I became deeply invested in learning about different Black people that came before me. And learning about the ways that they used their gifts, their talents, and their purpose to make a mark in this world. Especially in the midst of racism and oppression.
From books, to documentaries, to even daily quotes, my mission was to acquire as much knowledge as I could. And to submerge myself in this knowledge and wisdom as much as possible. Because I know learning about Black People that came before me, would support me on my quest for personal, professional & spiritual advancement.
And it certainly has.
At 26, I pulled myself out of depression. And restored my own power back. I started writing positive affirmations to myself in May of 2018, and now February 2019, my walls, even my door ( the outside and inside) are plastered with positive affirmations.
I wake up with motivation. I wake up being reminded about my purpose. And I wake up being reminded that I matter, and that I was born for a reason.
We We’re all Born For A Reason
At 26, I realized the power of manifestation, and the power of vision. This blog that I’m currently talking to you on, has been a vision of mines since 2016. When I was 24 years old. I knew I wanted to do a Blog, but as many things that I do, I felt like I needed, a clear and concrete vision.
By 26 I had that vision, and began to draw my blog out by hand. I’m not a Picasso now loll, but I’m a visionary. So I was able to sketch out the vision that I saw for my blog, and my logo. But I was also able to manifest this as well.
My web designer never hesitated to repeat to me over and over again, when I thanked him for my blog, that he did not create the site, that I did. He tells me all the time, that the only thing he did, was took my vision, and brought it to life.
At 26, I started my very own Fashion Blog. And I have written 57 articles for it and counting.
And honestly, anyone that reads my blog, and has subscribed to my blog.
I truly appreciate it.
At 26, I learned the power of gratitude. Gratitude has helped me out so much. I have so much to be grateful for.
We all do.
And once you start to practice gratitude, honestly your perspective on things starts to change. I may not have everything I want in my life. But I have a family that adores me, friends that I adore, and support me no matter what.
I have a roof over my head, food to eat, somewhere to wash my ass, somewhere to call home. I have creativity, and passionate drive to fulfill my purpose, and to live a good life. The list goes on, and I’m sure your list goes on too, the more you think about all you have to be grateful for.
At 26, I realized that my intuition is a phenomenal gift. It shield me, protects me, and guides me. Honestly, it’s borderline psychic the way I can see into the future due to my intution. And instead of neglecting it, I need to listen to it, the first time.
At 26, I quit 2 jobs. The first one was in October, and the other one was actually last week Friday. I’m personally tired of dealing with employers that rather be shitty bosses, than powerful leaders. And on top of that, the racism and sexism at both of those establishments, was the icing on the lack of leadership.
But I learned a lot about myself from being in those experiences. I learned that I’m not someone that is just going to sit down, and not speak the fuck up. And I’m not only gonna speak up for me. But I will speak up for all. I learned that I’m not someone that will sacrifice my dignity, for money.
Or my Integrity for Money
For me, money is security. Financial security, but it does not make me who I’m.
At 26, I learned that I need to work for myself. This is simply the only way.
My former boss even told me last year, before she resigned,
“Key, you need to work for yourself. You are an unconventional being, and I see you going far, and being known for your personality and who you are”
And her insight has stuck with me since, because truth be told, I think she is onto something.
At 26, I learned how fuckin difficult entrepreneurship is. But it’s almost like the harder things get, the more invested I get. I live for a challenge.
There is just something about kicking down the door to a challenge, and conquering it, that makes you feel amazing. The thing is, I know entrepreneurship isn’t going to be easy, but I know for me, it is the only way.
At 26, I realized my true passions, and what I want to accomplish, and I created a 5 year plan.
26 was the blueprint for 27.
Every seed I planted at 26, I know will blossom at 27.
I know I will blossom at 27.
There is a lot I wanted to do in my 26th year, that I wish I got to do. Or got started on. But I’m learning to trust the timing of my life. Plus, I need to realize that you cannot work on 20 things at a time lollllll.
26 ….I will miss you.
You lifted me up, from my depressed 25, and restored my confidence. And you actively encouraged me, and granted me with experiences that made me want to be my highest self. You made me hungry for growth, and motivated to become better.
You made me no longer want to live in potential. But you also reminded me that everything will be okay. I learned so much, but most importantly
I grew so much.
Tomorrow I turn 27, which officially starts my journey in my late 20’s. And I’m anxious because I have a ton of things I want to accomplish this year! Especially when it comes to my career.
But at the same time, I want to be Young, Wild Af, and Free this year! And enjoy my last stretch of my 20’s, and my youth!
I know I’m definitely someone that wants to be young and successful, but I also want to be young and enjoy my life. I don’t want to look back at these years, and feel like I spent so much time grinding for the future, that I was not enjoying the NOW.
If there is one thing 26 has taught me that I will carry for the rest of my life.
Is to Enjoy the now.
Because this moment, you will never see again. This moment you will never feel again.