Fifty Shades of Grey Movie
As the hype about the movie Fifty Shades is concluding, I searched the internet and chatted with friends to compare my opinion of the book and the movie with others. I enjoyed the books but thought the movie lacked the distinct characteristics that I had anticipated. Many of my friends thought the movie was cute. Online reviews were mixed between worse ever and best ever. My opinion is that the movie was ambiguous in its theme. My sometimes over analytical mind thought the movie did very little to convey a message about an alternative lifestyle, known as BDMS. However, it did perchance make pain and pleasure more mainstream. All the same, for women just opening the doors to learning, exploring, and expressing their sexuality I would caution watching this movie without sound self awareness. I am not well read on the complete culture of BMDS but enough to know that Christian Grey is a fictitious character that the movie only introduced five of the fifty shades of the Grey lifestyle!
Women Empowering Women
Inspiration and empowerment will present itself at different times in a woman’s life and from a variation of sources. Nevertheless, it is imperative that women find and recognize their moments of inspiration and empowerment. Equally, women must learn to support, embrace, and advocate for other women.
Recently, the company that I work for had an open position and I submitted my in-house application.
The position that I applied for was more advanced and offered more challenging responsibilities. Initially, I was not going to apply. I had convinced myself that in the swarm of applicants my resume would not measure as well. There was no proof of this feeling but I found that I was talking myself out of applying before I even completed the online application. There was little doubt in my resume mind that I was in fact qualified and willing and able to learn about the open position. For a few days after the job posted, I was stuck on the notion that others within the company who were equally or less qualified would be more desirable to the company because they had been employed much longer or because of a collection of other excuses I had come up with not to apply. One day sitting at my desk, I took a deep breath and completed the in-house application process. Honestly, it felt liberating and began to remind myself that I am qualified and that I have something to offer. Nearly two weeks passed before I was contacted and given a scheduled interview time and date.
My interview was with the company’s CEO , which happens to be a woman. I did not see the fact that she was a woman as an advantage or disadvantage. Although, since joining the company I have admired her for her self-confidence, intelligence and professionalism.
The interview was fundamentally standard which was comprised of all of the general interview questions and answers. Then there was an unexpected shift prompted by the CEO that genuinely caught me by surprise. She removed her glasses, looked me in the eyes and firmly asked- what had I been waiting on? I responded with the most earnest response that I had never uttered aloud, at least during an interview-that I had been waiting for someone to see that I am qualified, hard working and dedicated. The CEO sternly stated that I could no longer stand by and wait to be recognized and that I have to be my own self advocate for advancement and learning. She explained that I should not stand around waiting for the perfect time or opportunity because unfortunately I would not realize the challenges and growth that I craved. She reminded me that the right moment is when you know that you are qualified and have something to offer. She assured me that taking risks and conviction are necessary for personal and professional growth.
I do not know if I got the job or not, however, walking out of her office one would have assumed that I had been given a million dollar offer! What she did offer was optimism and encouragement. The CEO had inspired me to believe and invest in me! Securing that particular promotion became less important and chasing my passion and goals became primary.
Suggested reading: Women Who Don’t Wait in Line by Reshma Saujani. Saujani’s book is an inspiring examination of the empowerment of women who embrace success and failure. A must read for women of all ages.
Life is a song written and produced by God,
But arranged by you.
It may be long melancholy, or brief and joyful.
Sing of Love,
pain or Anger,
bitterness or regret.
Sing a beautiful and special song of strength and hope
That moves others who witness it,
Or hum it softly to yourself.
Life, like a song, has high notes and low notes
And wrong notes.
No song is perfect, but with dedication and practice,
You’ll learn from any mistakes.
And never give up.
This life is your song.
How your song is heard is of your discretion.
But remember, you only get one song,
Make it memorable, because when you are gone,
Your song will still live on
Forever linger in Someone’s heart.
I wasn’t a big fan of the movie For Colored Girls but I think this poem speaks volumes about conflict and discovery:
“Somebody almost walked off with all of my stuff and didn’t CARE enough to send a note home saying I was late for my solo conversation or two sizes too small for my own tacky skirts.
What can anybody do with something of no value on an open market? Did you get a dime for my things? Hey, man! Where are you going with ALL of my stuff?
This is a woman’s trip and I need my stuff to “Ooh and ahh about. Honest to God, somebody almost RAN off with all of MY stuff and I didn’t bring anything but the kick and sway of it. The perfect ass for my man and none of it is theirs. This is MINE, Juanita’s own things. That’s my name! Now give me my stuff.
I see you hiding my laugh and how I sit with my legs open sometimes to give my crotch some sunlight. This is some delicate leg and whimsical kiss. I gotta have to give to my Choice. So you my can’t have me unless I GIVE me away.
And I was doing all that til you ran off on a good thing. And who is this you left me with? Some simple bitch with a bad attitude?
I want MY things. I want my arm with the hot iron scar. I want my leg with the flea bite, Yeah, I want my things, I want my calloused feet and quick language back in my mouth. I want my own things.
How I loved them. Somebody almost RAN off with ALL of MY stuff and I was standing there looking at myself the whole time. It wasn’t a spirit that ran off with my stuff. It was a man whose ego walked around like Rodan’s shadow. It was a man faster than my innocence. It was a lover I made TOO much room for.
Almost ran off with all my stuff and the one running with it don’t even know he got it. I’m shouting, “This is mine!” and he don’t even know he got it… My stuff is the anonymous
ripped-off treasure of the year.
Did you know somebody almost got AWAY with ME? ME, in a plastic bag under his arm. Me, Juanita Sims. Somebody ALMOST walked off with all my stuff”.