BE HONEST TELLING YOUR STORY . . .
I will cover the most important facts about my life here in the back-story, but not the small everyday things, the small everyday things, will naturally grow and flourish as we spend quality time together through this blog . . . 🙂 The uncomfortable and uneasy part of life I hit upon right here . . .
I AM CROW BEAUTIFUL
Never allow anyone else the privilege of telling your story. This is a mistake I will never make again. People will hear about you before they actually meet you face-to-face. I wish I had someone to tell me to control your own press . . . In other words, it’s best to tell on yourself . . . So here we go! 🙂
I do cuss a little and drink a few shots of patron every now and then, but I do love and believe in God. My heart speaks for me. My creative talents keep me sane. I am an artist of many things, but my primary focus is understanding the art of being human.
My journey so far, has been stressed, extremely drama-filled and down-right challenging. The best of my experiences of life still remain a mystery as to why they are the best, but I am confident that the purpose of these beautiful mysteries will be made clear in its time . . . Not my will, but His will be done . . .
Sometimes we are as authentic ONLY as others allow us to be . . Often, who we are is not accepted by those we love the most. Being married is one of the most important relationships in our lives and marriage is not easy in normal circumstances, so imagine being married to a beautiful mind. If you can’t be authentic in a marriage, it will not last. No, it didn’t last.
A beautiful mind is a blessing and a curse, it is easy to love our blessings, but how do you continue to love the curse? . . . Believe me, my better-half is a living breathing work of art, who is privileged to live in two worlds. It’s not always possible to be your authentic self with or around one who is blessed to live in two worlds. Often who we are is not accepted by those we love the most, especially when the reality of those we love the most is different from our own.
If I wasn’t bold, a little crazy, or if I cared what others thought about me, my life story would never have opportunity to make the history books. We tend to really care about how family sees and thinks of us, and in reality family may rejoice in your failures or just not want you to do better than them.This is who I am building and growing into without apology . . . A social entrepreneur, content creator, content producer, digital marketer, digital artist, comic book author, motivational speaker, poet, and blogger. Creating a business from your passion is not crazy or a waste of time. The confidence I needed to pursue my ambitions was not always as strong as they are now. Back then, I had the (“want to”) but true belief in me and my ability to succeed lacked strength. Family and friends had a noose around my neck, around my self-esteem, self-value, self-worth . . . I cared about what they thought and they cared about telling me, “YOU CAN’T!”
It’s hard to change a way-of-life you were rooted in and the roots of “family bullies” are deep and strong. You got to get a little crazy when dealing with (planted by the river) bullies. They believe they cannot and should not be moved, even when what they ask of you is an unrealistic expectation. Today, I don’t focus on how others view me, I focus on how I view myself . . . Advice is always welcomed, but the final say about my life is mine.
Haters will hang around you day & night, but will never promote how fly you really are. When was the last time you reviewed your circle? Everyone has a gift, a fly-ness that only belongs to you. A few family and friends will never and have never promoted how fly I was or am today . . . I had close friends (two to be exact) who enjoyed going to dinner with me, shopping with me, or just talking & shooting the breeze, but would never promote my talents until they needed the use of them for their personal reasons . . .
A character fact about me? . . . If I can’t promote you, I’m not going to waste your time or my time being around you. It couldn’t be any other way . . . Haters will block your blessings and a hater with a front row seat in your life is success suicide. You need to be around people who get it. Who get you . . . Who love your company and happy to promote how fly you are, so why settle with people that will never get you?
How do you treat people who can do nothing for you? I lost everything and when I say everything, I literally mean “EVERYTHING” simply by not understanding the reality of living in two worlds . . .I will never forget and will always remember who treated me with dignity and respect when I was at the lowest time in my life. The people who treated me as a human woman with value, knew that I had nothing to give them in return and unconditionally gave me their best, their respect and their love of life. I mattered to them because I breathe. The greatest lessons I learned were humility and that a person can be ghetto as hell, and still be a class act. Class is determined how you treat people who can do nothing for you . . . Just because you are dressed to impress or well educated does not mean you are impressive and a class act. It may simply mean you are well-dressed and well-educated with no class.
As an entrepreneur, I just don’t want to deliver a product or service, I want to deliver an experience . . . I want to build a better world . . . . I believe in social entrepreneurship. There are two things I want Crow Beautiful Productions to do, and that is to make money and to make a difference in the lives of people. My focus is producing a culture of restoration. “I cannot go back and change what I did or what happened, but I can move forward and do better.” . . . I heard the rooster Crow Beautiful, and became a new creation.
When you share your testimony, you automatically empower others. Well, this blog is my testimony. This is just the summary, . . . the back-story of what I believe and come to understand. I will be as honest, direct and transparent as I can and will simply tell the truth of my human story through this blog . . . I AM CROW BEAUTIFUL . . . fearfully and wonderfully made.
I am Lisa Henry-Harper . . . and this is my own kind of beautiful! 🙂
Lisa Henry Harper 