I’ve never been that big on Halloween as a kid, I dressed up when my mom made us a costume otherwise I wasn’t that pressed. My children of course have had me focus some energy on Halloween because of their excitement however I can still take it or leave it. The highlight for me has always been the candy corn but this year I am dressing up.
I need Halloween this year, not so much to dress up and mask out my reality but to focus on what it is to be dressed as magic. I have been having a rough few weeks trying to figure out next steps for the site, freelance projects, my finances, my sons college applications. Tons of questions have been replaying Am I enough? How will I afford all of this? Should I get a “real job,” Will I ever go on a date again? And the list goes on. So today I need to throw on my garb of glory and strut about it all the magnificence that is black girl magic. Today I am confident, make a way out of no way, gets shit done Tina who won’t even entertain the naysaying going on in my head. Today I have enough for my bills, for my family, and business is good. I am dressed as success from the inside out and sexy as hell doing it all as I look forward to a fun date on Friday night. Today I will not freak out or talk about lack, today I am am enough and I am fierce, garbed solely in my Black Girl Magic and I am manifesting the hell out of all the shit I want for my life. No costume required.
My goal is to wear this getup so fiercely that I won’t take it off again or misplace it or think that it really looks better on someone else. I will embody it and live in it today, tomorrow and everyday thereafter. How many of my girls will be rocking the same outfit today?
