Passion or Gift...

Now that the romantic part of passion has been played out, hopefully in all sorts of wonderful ways, and it has been a day full of sweet surprises. This being a very busy time of the year for me, I get to be a part of the story in the lives of people. I share my passion and I've been thinking about that a lot lately. Is what I do my Passion or my Gift?



Passion or Gift.....


I find this question to be powerful in itself.  Is what you do your passion or your gift? I feel most people believe them to be one in the same. However, I believe it’s far more complicated than that. People chase and glamorize what they feel is their passion and minimize their true gifts.

When I think of a passion, I thing of a strange emotional connection to something, it doesn’t even have to be based in reality. You can have many passions and they can change over the course of your life. How wonderful would it be to have a passion filled life.

Now a gift, well a gift is something different. A gift is a part of you, it makes you who you are. It’s something that comforts you. The thing you turn to when all else fails because it feeds you in a way that nothing else can. The funny thing is that a gift doesn’t have to be big and extravagant. I think that's why it’s so often overlooked, and even worse, undervalued.

I've come face to face with this question, Gift or Passion? I came up with this, if you can create a life that embraces your passions and strengthen your gifts .You will be creating one that's enriched and meaningful. I believe my passion is all things beautiful and sweet. I'm passionate about the creativity I use to make these magical moments in time. Not just for my family, but for yours and anyone else who dares to follow their dreams.My gift...teaching.Sharing and inspiring others do the same.


Organically Yours


Malakah


Give Thankfully

Pressure. Pressure is what most people are feeling right about now. Pressure to create, hold on to and keep up with an impossible task… the task of the great pretence. Pretending to be what this time of year is supposed to represent. Yet as I watch the hustle and bustle begin. I listen to the people in the supermarkets and shops I do not see, nor hear, any pleasure in them. The stress on their faces over plans they wish they had the courage to decline. I see the embarrassment on the face of women with a young child, as her card declines and she searches for another to pay for the modest amount of groceries. While deciding what from her cart she “really” doesn’t need. Or overhearing “this is the last year I am doing this, I just can’t afford it, or the stress!”

I get it, it’s not the first sweet dream we’ve bought into nor, will it be the last. However, there comes a time when you have to wake up or make the decision to stay asleep… and it is a decision. I choose long ago not to sleep my life away, but live it with purpose and meaning. While choosing to see all the beauty and not so beautiful aspects of life.

Living my life authentically, again it’s a choice and isn’t easy. But hearing the echoes of my mother and grandmothers voices still singing in my mind “sleepers get nothing but a dream, decisions should be made consciously and thoughtfully” Especially this time of the year when the need is so great. I choose family first and together we give thankfully with purpose and meaning as we do all year long.

 

Organically Yours

 

Malakah

If You Give a Kid a Camera...

Finding ways to connect with my children, especially my son, who’s now fifteen, finds me at a loss. So I am always searching for those commonalities that can bring us closer together. Using what we have in common as ways to bond brings about special moments and wonderful conversations loving art, music, dance, crafts, books, any and all of it can bring great dialogue. So I am making this the summer of finding my children’s passions.

My son E’Jaaz amazes me, he is so talented, smart and creative yet he tries so hard to suppress these gifts in effort to be like “everyone else”. How many ways can I express to him that his true beauty lies in his uniqueness, his artistry and his vision. So when I discover that one of the things we have in common is photography, I ran with it.

The first time I put a camera in his hands, he showed me how he sees the world. Loving nature and all things outdoors, he said it was a peaceful way to relieve stress. The photos he takes are beautiful and inspiring and seeing the word through his eyes is a gift. As he’s grown, so has his version of beauty. The connection we feel when we have these special moments together are priceless. Now all of the children have cameras and we go out into the world ready to capture a small piece of it. What happens if you give a kid a camera? A door will open and they will invite you in. That’s a moment that should be celebrated because that moment will be.

Organically Yours

Malakah

 

 

 

 

The Beauty of Brilliance

Summer is a wondrous time for my family. A time to re-connect and bond with a spirit of adventures. Its no secret how much I love homeschooling my children. I feel that as their first teacher, its a natural and organic progression to home school. It creates a loving learning environment that goes beyond the four walls of a classroom. It breatheslife into learning, coaxes the characters from the pages and draws road maps from the past to the present. They Create their own lessons which not only builds their critical thinking skills, but empowers them to use those skills with passion as well as compassion.

I believe my children are Beautifully Brilliant, as all children are. They've taught me so much about the limitlessness of learning and as a rule, we don't allow school to get in the way of learning. This summer, my children are experiencing the Beauty of their own passion and Brilliance. Exploring their individual talents and gifts through art, music movement, science and literature. With the understanding that mathematics, economics and practical life skills are one in the same, often calling for the teacher to become the student.

I love this time with them, experiencing each others evolution and watching it happen, so naturally, is breathtakingly beautiful. Something that both my children and I will remember long after these wonderful summer days conclude. And that's the Beauty of Brilliance.


Organically Yours,


Malakah

Sense of Direction

A funny thing happened on the way to the new location.... I got lost. I truly lost my way. Fitting into a new environment has its challenges, creating a new culture in that environment is something else.I really enjoyed my old space because I felt I could infuse parts of myself in its overall aesthetic... unique, elegant, stylish and contemporary. Most of all, warm... like an extension of my home. The new space is nothing like that, I see it as a diamond in the rough, but rough non-the-less. However, this was not what brought on the feeling of being lost, it was the lack of control and sense of direction.

See....  the move required not only a change of venue, but to change. As much as I long for a certain amount of comfort-ability, I'm uncomfortable with the notion of it. I mean, how does one grow and not change yet not feel lost within that process? I love what I do, I see people at their happiest moments. I create magic in a time when so few believe in it, with something as simple as a piece of cake or a paper flower.

I don't know what this new adventure will bring, but I do know that its affording me an opportunity to re-design my own road map. Some of my greatest excursions have been when I left the beaten track. And most importantly, its affording the opportunity to reconnect with my family. After all, you cant mistake the things you do for your family with the things you do with them. At times, I am guilty of this. But whenever I lose my way, they are the beacons that guide me home....they are home.

Organically Yours

Malakah

Re-Inventing

Its been a while since my last blog posting. Life has a way of happening while your attempting to write about it. So let me begin with my most recent event, the relocation of my Event Boutique. When I first walked into 80 North Street I fell in love with it. I was scouting locations for my youngest daughter's 5th birthday party; who would have thought that the following year that venue would be Bash!... actually, she did, that's my girl..

Now just 3 years later,  a power move had to be made. By no means was it an easy choice. Being an entrepreneur is full of balancing and counter balances. Though in being a wife, mother and real estate investor, the weight of every decision has multiplied. Creating a brand that represents who you are and what you love is a challenge. Staying true to yourself and your ideals is an even bigger one. I think what made the desire to move at such a pivotal time so difficult was having to re-adjust my illusion of "freedom". Freedom wasn't having a place but owning one! and I didn't own it. Every month was a painful reminder that I was buying into someone else's dreams and not my own. Then I realized that the old saying was true, that most times I thought I was being let down or rejected from something that I wanted, I was actually being redirected to something better. I am almost embarrassed to admit how many tears fell over this decision. Feeling as if my spirit was being crushed and growth stunted. Not to mention, "what would people say?", but that's why I said I was almost embarrassed to admit this.... I know that sometimes it takes more strength and courage to let something go, then to hold on to it when its time to move on. I learned a lot about my business in the last 3 years, but the biggest lesson learned was about myself. That being resilient and creative are just 2 of my Superpowers. I'll tell you the others in part 2 of this Re-inventing of Bash! ...Until then, I'll always be..... 

Organically Yours

Malakah

Softly Spoken Secret

My eldest daughter quietly knocked on my bedroom door. As she entered smiling, she slid into bed with me for a good night snuggle. Just one of the many " I don't want to go to bed just yet" tactics.

She said, "Mommy, do you miss anything when you blink your eyes?" ... "absolutely" I replied. She continued, "how can that be? That's way too fast to miss anything important." I held her close to me, because I know even this moment was fleeting, and said "sweetheart, it all goes by fast. Just yesterday you were this serious little baby and now your a independent young lady. To me, it happened in the blink of an eye." She thought for a moment and said, "you mean like when we are on vacation, how it always seems too short because we are having so much fun." ..."Something like that" I replied. She thought for a moment then said, " you know what that means Mommy, we have to keep our eyes open and pay attention..."

I agreed... we continued to talk and read together until she fell asleep. While she slept, I couldn't help but to think about what she said, and as I watched her sleep I didn't even want to blink, knowing I would never get this time again.

Organically Yours,

A. Malakah Williams

Celebrating ME!

Now that we're in the New Year. I can't help but to think about fragile and fleeting time truly is. As I watch the growth of my children, I also have to look a little more closely at my own growth. Not only as a wife and mother but as an entrepreneur, and while on this journey keeping my spirit intact. 

See I've never measured time the same as most...the funny thing is I spent the first part of my life in fast forward. Now I find myself constantly trying to slow things down. Living in the moment, doesn’t come easily to a ‘‘Planner’’. The thing I struggle with the most is simply celebrating ME! How is it that I work so hard and place such a high premium on celebrating others yet not place that high of one to pamper myself? After all, I’m beautifully designed and naturally refined. I'm fearless in my loyalties and carry the wisdom of those who came before me. I'm a work in progress yet I'm phenomenal all the same, and I am not alone. They say anything you do for 30 days becomes a habit so for the next 30 days I will be Celebrating Me! Please join me in the celebration of You…and share your adventures. I will and I'll continue to be...   


Organically Yours    

A.Malakah Williams

The Gratitude Box

Today being the first day of Kwanzaa I want to share with you how we have been spending the holidays. If you recall from my last Blog post, I mentioned the gift request I made to my children (3 Random Acts of Kindness each) this is just one of those gifts from my daughters. Over the years I've created a family tradition for my children in regards to their birthday gifts, please stay with me. Every year we have some sort of celebration for them. However, we only open one or two gifts after the party, the rest go unopened into the Gratitude Box. 

 I want them to be present in the moment, having wonderful experiences not with the goal of collecting gifts. On those days when they give a little more of themselves, or work through a personal goal or struggle, we would go to the Gratitude Box and they would choose a gift for themselves. Well, my girls brought that box to me...with about 8 or 9 unopened gifts that they wanted to be donated to the toy drive I was hosting. It took my breath away; no words could express my feelings in that moment. But one comes to mind now ...Inspiring.  

Organically Yours,

A.Malakah Williams