The Voice of the Sparkle Pants Posse
Hello sweet friends, followers, supporters, and fellow Sparkles!
Last week I posted my first blog after years of considering it. Many things came together, but I think it was the power of the sparkle pants that really drove me to finally take action! After I posted, I had one of those fitful nights where you just can’t sleep. Nothing in particular was on my mind, but there was energy, God’s presence, change on the horizon, and angel wings buzzing around me. They were all moving together and keeping me awake as if to tell me something was going on!
I kept hearing The Black-Eyed Peas’“Tonight’s gonna be a good, good night!”. You know the one! And I kept thinking, “19’s gonna be a good, good ye-e-ear! Tonight’s the night …get it right.” Who can sleep with that in their head? So, at 3:30 in the morning, I got up, had some cereal and cinnamon tea, and laid down on the couch with King Louis the cat for a 2-hour nap before work, knowing that I would challenge you, my…hmmm, what do I call You? …. to choose your own theme song and share it with the rest of us in my next blog!
Sun’s Up! And I am still sidetracked by the question of how I should refer to You—my readers, friends, power chicks, supporters, prayer warriors, mentors and dancing queens—whoever my “audience” is. It took me a few days to come to a conclusion on this super important point.
You see, I keep hearing “tribe”used to label groups of people who follow, listen, or watch a certain individual providing digital content. However, this label just doesn’t fit My Girls. First, you do not follow anyone—especially not me! You blaze trails, shine your lights, sprinkle glitter, inspire others, and make the world better by implementing and sharing your gifts and inspiring others to do the same. If anything, I follow you and thank you for your encouragement, grace, compassion, and love. MWA!
Even on a superficial level, “tribe” just doesn’t fit this dynamic group. The word immediately takes me to a beautiful South American jungle, teaming with large bugs and humidity that will frizz the hell out of all ya’ll’s flat-ironed hair. I see your beautifully manicured toes, bejeweled, painted, and ringed; tethered to strappy stilettos, heels plunging deep into the mud of the jungle. Loincloths and leaves make up your bikinis…I could go on, but you get the idea…
Yeah, no… Though this is a beautiful picture, it really doesn’t describe you—the girls I am so thrilled to say are my friends, mentors, supporters, and fellow sparkle-pants dancing queens.
You are no tribe.
You are a movement!
You are a statement!
You are flash mob!
You are energy, light, power and grace!
You are the Sparkle Pants Posse!
And whether you have a pair, wish you had a pair, or wish you had the guts to wear a pair and love that we do, you are a member of the Sparkle Pants Posse. So, welcome Sparkles! Do not be afraid. Invite your friends. Live a little!
Now that this is decided, here’s the Sparkle Pants Posse’s first assignment:
Choose your pump-it-up, get-it-in-action, go-for-it anthem for 2019!
Add it to your playlists, make it your alarm and ringtone, and share it here with all of us! Change the words to fit your needs and sing it your way. Just make sure it makes you want to get up and make a difference in your world and in God’s big world around you! Think about what you want for 2019, how you will use the gifts and inspiration God has placed on your soul, and choose a song that will keep you elevated to achieve that goal.
Can you imagine what a great playlist we will all have when we put these together?
Respond here or on Facebook with your song and a note on how it supports your theme for the year!
Imma go ahead and tell you all right now that you need to download the song that my fellow sparkle pants princess, Michelle Fraser, shared on her Miracle Monday Facebook Live last night. (https://www.facebook.com/michelle.d.fraser/videos/10217039963178479/)
It’s incredible: “The Break-up Song”by Francesca Battistelli.https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fyoutu.be%2FH0wpP5o7xpI%3Ffbclid%3DIwAR1X_M40BVAUbq97oiMog_iNFVba8BKtfPyJd24z7CKfzmN1YrrdFPKjfdk&h=AT2Udt6ZV3tZKysqCKC7Ri7weRR-ZN7aCn8-fdqoFLc8WYhbUSDfXJaJrRzqjqgWbxb0jsgXAH_I2WGgdgIln2ntxI08_JQMtNFSNMq-zAS41pDPgSiqBYkDuDoIKVfptACtAWOEJuBeNgMKEWThLp1Nc-Q-xCTJ4A
It’s about breaking it off with fear—there is no room for fear here! Just last month, I told my darling daughter not to let fear have any place in a huge decision she needed to make – the fear of “how can I”, “what if I”, or “who am I?“ have no place in determining where you will go from here.
Clearly, if we can wear the sparkle pants, we have no room for fear! And sisters, we rocked our sparkle pants… did we not?
