God.
I’ve been contemplating my relationship with God, and what me being submitted to God looks like for God, and I. I rather be alone while I study the Bible. I don’t prefer “groups”. That’s not my slice of bread. I enjoy listening to teachings from Dr Myles Munroe, that’s it. I say all this to say while I accept Jesus Christ as my Lord and my Savior. The Christian life that is being portrayed makes me feel like I’m trying to fit myself in a box to be a certain way. It’s not a calling I feel called to. Religion I don’t do, there’s too much confusion there. All that is not necessary to be one with God. It’s like stifling who I am at the core. And that is deeper than any surface-level stuff or external stuff; it’s a matter of going inward. Working on my spiritual self I would say. I don’t hear too much of that part.
Theology is good for the Christian, but apart from that, who are we? How do we deal with problems? Do we sit and blame everything on God, saying, “This is God’s will”? Or do we go inward and see our issues and constantly work on those issues?
As a people, we can TALK about love all day, but if we’re not even loving and being good to ourselves, taking care of ourselves, healing ourselves. letting go of baggage. Then, truly, how can we extend our best selves to others?
Trading.
Trading reveals so much to a person about themself if they are willing to receive the knowledge. The simple act of waiting for my setup, I ask myself, Danicker, are you willing to wait for it or will you just ketch anything that passes? That right there really just shows a person who they are. Have standards for yourself and maintain those standards. You don’t want to ketch every fucking thing that passes right, regardless of how good it looks. Some of the trades do look good, and they go. However, it’s not what I wanted to see, and that right there helps me remain disciplined and exercise patience.
It’s been 5 years, I’ve got a long way to go, because I’m just starting. But I’m a day trader, and I feel so confident saying that. I cannot believe I sat close to 5 years thinking, I cannot wait to get this. I actually get it! And there’s no “hidden” secret like I thought. With consistent effort comes reward. Be consistent, don’t quit, Trust God-believe in yourself, learn from your losses/mistakes. It’s you and the market, no one else.
I don’t like trading groups; I’m no longer in any. Again, not my slice of bread. I enjoy trading alone in silence. I dislike receiving signals or calling signals. For motivation, I look at only two trading-related YouTube channels. I enjoy trading, amongst other things, and I believe I’m a trader for life.
Mothering.
Another thing I’ll be for life is a teacher to my two mini me’s. I am very satisfied to have two kids. They both keep me on my toes, but I’ll take that. With my youngest being not so young again, I feel like myself again and even better than before. In the most humble way possible, I continue to remember who the fuck I am. If I don’t like something, I have the power to change it or simply remove myself. If I’m not happy with where I am, I have to do the damn work to make sure I’m not ever there again. I don’t like pitying myself, our being around people who pity themself. Our decisions lead to outcomes; if we don’t like an outcome, we can always make a new decision. As for homeschooling, it’s making sense; it continues to make sense. It is always a good act to reflect on why you started doing something in the first place and your expectation from it at the end, which keeps you going with a good attitude.
Boys.
In the past, I’ve mentioned wanting to be married. I recently felt like editing that post, but I thought Nahh… God has a great sense of humor, let me leave it.
Something I liked about my past self before kids, throughout all my high school years, is that I was sort of nerdy and naïve. I would literally get nervous to talk to boys; boys just weren’t my interest, no matter if I tried. So I avoided them. Until I met my first=gangster boyfriend, who immediately connected to my heart, without even trying.
(He said, “I like guns and I like to use them”. Maybe something was wrong with me, but his honesty was attractive.)
Looking back at her, I liked her, and she makes me appreciate her even more now. She was not bothered despite being called names like Oreo, pompous, silky… She was in a state of being, without even trying.
I don’t agree with adjusting your authentic self to fit another person’s likes. If someone doesn’t like something about you, then I don’t know, I guess, they’re going to keep not liking it. Life goes on, don’t let unserious people waste your building time.
Matthew 18:3
“I tell you the truth, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven. Therefore, whoever humbles himself like this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven.”
