Chapter 1 Bar Night
I show up to the bar alone after a long day at work really hoping to catch a vibe and relax my mind. After a 45 minute drive from my job, I felt like I could use a drink or two. I dragged my feet out of my car, and carried my body still in my work uniform into the bar. The night began with some slow jams really setting the mood. I couldn't help but to notice that my favorite song was playing in the bar. I believe it was Whitney Houston's " I wanna dance with somebody". Before I knew it, I had begun to move my body to the music, and had forgotten all about the drinks.
As I glided across the dance floor hitting every dance move as Whitney would, a tall, dark, and handsome man pulled me into his arms. My heart dropped instantly and beat out of my chest like a marching band on game day, and my eyes lit up with hearts. A smile fell upon my face, and my face glowed as if I had seen the man of my dreams. Who are you? I ask him. He responded with “ Oh me, I’m just a man with a beautiful woman in my arms.” He then smiled and his smile was so beautiful that it could save lives. Oh God, who is this man? I began to ask God as he swung me, and spun me all across the dance floor as we danced like we had been dancing together forever.
The entire bar stopped to watch us dance. It’s almost as if I could feel the energy of love and light surrounding us. It began to rain and we ran because this was a rooftop bar. He gave me his jacket as he walked me back to my car. He then looked so deeply into my eyes as his hands pulled my body closer to his by my waist. My knees began to shake as he leaned in for a kiss. With his big, soft, moist lips pressed against mine I could feel my entire body weakening up. Next thing you know I hear a loud sound. I rolled over and it was all over. My alarm clock ruined my dreams.
Chapter 2 Reality
Even though I knew it was a dream I couldn’t stop thinking about him. I had prayed and asked God to please reveal to me in real life the man that made my soul feel in a way that it had never felt before. I had to prepare myself for when we met again. He made me want to be better. I began by changing all of the things that I already wanted to change about myself. Then I went on to change my diet. I knew I had to be the version of me that I knew I could be in order to attract my future lover. I learned new talents, and along the way I met some genuine friends.
So often I would remember our dance and get emotional. To shake this funk I would journal about him everyday, and try to imagine what our first encounter in reality would be like. One thing that I didn’t do was go to bars. I didn’t want to mistakenly meet him again before I was ready. I began to fear never being ready. Doubt clouded my mind, and fear drew me closer to the feeling of if I'll ever be good enough for the man of my dreams. I couldn’t face the embarrassment of opening up to my loved ones about my obsession over a dream. I was so down and out that I began to talk to a therapist.
Chapter 3 Therapy
Hello Jyla, my name is Miranda and I’m going to be your therapist over the next few months if that’s okay with you, said the therapist as we sat down for the first time. Hello Miranda, and thank you for having me. Thank you so much for taking the time out to speak with me about some emotions that I have been experiencing that have affected me deeply. I responded.
Miranda: No problem, I wouldn’t rather be anywhere else. This means a lot to me to be able to help you through something that is affecting you.
Now Jyla, Let’s start from the beginning. Tell me about your upbringing and some experiences that you feel shaped you into the person that you are today. If you are unsure about them then don’t worry. We can take our time here and really delve into things.
Jyla: Well I believe it began as early as the age of Five years old. I had been trying to cross my sister friend's bike across the street, and I ended up falling and chipping my tooth. That was my first experience that I can remember of me questioning my self image or if I could love myself with the new condition that my tooth was in. I went through elementary school just fine. But once I got to middle school I noticed that I was very insecure and closed off. I knew that I was a beautiful person inside, but the imperfections in my smile forced me to close myself in a shell.
As far as my upbringing my Mom did all she could as a young mother to provide for my sisters and I. We would see our dad every so often but not as much as a young growing girl should.
Miranda: Wow, thank you for that Jyla that really helped me out a lot to get a better understanding of your upbringing, and a traumatic event that shaped you in some way.
Now, tell me what you believe are your weaknesses and your strengths.
Jyla: Well, I would say my weaknesses can often look like self doubt, overthinking, and fearing the outcome of things. My strengths are giving and showing love to others in their time of need. As well as showing up in God’s purpose no matter who is around.
Miranda: Wow that’s really great Jyla. I see you mentioned Our Fathers Name. Which brings me to my next topic. Do you have a close relationship with God? & have you often thought of giving those fears, doubts, and unwanted feelings to God?
Jyla: Why yes. My relationship with God is very special to me. I have allowed some of the fears to be lifted off of me in God’s name. However, with the emotions that I’ve been dealing with, I didn’t think to put them in God’s Hands.
We began to get down on our knees and we burst out in prayer as the holy spirit moved through our bodies. I put it all in God’s Hands and the rest was history.
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It seemed like you had shared a personal experience. This is a good lesson for all of us who feel doubts at certain points in our lives. Your poor MC chipping a tooth! I will follow up with some tips for tightening up your writing. favorite song was playing in the bar.- leave off the often repeated 'the bar' as the reader has been told and doesn't need to be told repeatedly where you are. They know at the start. I couldn't help but to notice - (tighter) I noticed. . . Oh God, who is this man? I began to ask God - this comment is one of t...
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