On Health: Be the best-looking you, ever.


Recently there’s been a flurry of activity about a health-related article posted in the New York Times.  As I watch people I love struggle with their health and looks daily, sometimes winning and other times losing, I couldn’t be a silent onlooker.

At 32, I’m a healthy, active black woman at peace with who I am yet constantly striving to be a better me.  As for my looks, Pog* once said: “The hilarious thing is, you’re awesome enough that even if you looked like a troll I’d be head-over-heels in love with you… But then,  you’re hot enough that even if you acted like a troll I’d let it ride.  And you’re BOTH! I win.”

That’s a bit much isn’t it.  Suffice to say, he is attracted the God in my spirit, not the good of my looks.

You’ve heard it before and it’s true: Beauty is within.  It’s you, wrapped in and radiating love for yourself and everyone around you, trusting you’re divinely loved and protected.

I’m very particular about how I write, sing, dance because what we share in our art is spiritually relevant.  That’s why songs get us revved up or nostalgic, why certain colors and art pieces have different effects on our mood, why reading an angry letter or loving words makes an impact.

Today I’m shining light on two writers who paint true beauty perfectly and make me smile inside.  Stevie Wonder’s, Ebony Eyes and Maya Angelou’s, Phenomenal Woman.

She’s a Miss Beautiful Supreme 
A girl that others wish that they could be 
If there’s seven wonders of the world 
Then I know she’s gotta be number one 

She’s a girl that can’t be beat 
Born and raised on ghetto streets 
She’s a devastating beauty 
A pretty girl with ebony eyes 

She’s the sunflower of nature’s seeds 
A girl that some men only find in their dreams 
When she smiles it seems the stars all know 
Cause one by one they start to light up the sky 

She’s a girl that can’t be beat 
Born and raised on ghetto streets 
She’s a devastating beauty 
A pretty girl with ebony eyes 

When she starts talking soft and sweet 

Like birds of spring her words all seem to sing 
With a rhythm that is made of love 
And the happiness that she only brings 

She’s a girl that can’t be beat 
Born and raised on ghetto streets 
She’s a devastating beauty 
A pretty girl with ebony eyes 

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.

I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I’m telling lies.
I say,
It’s in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It’s the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can’t touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can’t see.
I say,
It’s in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I’m a woman

Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

Now you understand
Just why my head’s not bowed.
I don’t shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It’s in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
‘Cause I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me. 

We’re not really caring for ourselves if we exercise and diet to get a six-pack, fit a dress, or stretch a t-shirt.  We’re caring for ourselves when everything we eat, drink, think, and do shows we love ourselves so divinely we’re overflowing with it.

No matter what you look like, you are absolutely stunning just as you are in this  moment.  Right now, you are at your very best.  Smile with that truth, and shine in it!

*Pog is a Powerful Man of God.  The m is appropriately silent. 🙂

Flowers are beautiful because they’re alive, they’re fruitful and perfect just the way they are.
Today, every day, honor this spirit of beauty within, for yourself and others around you.
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