Dear Mr. President please stand with Standing Rock♡

​As I have seen the story of Soiux people unfold via social media I have been overwhelmed with so many emotions; confusion, sadness, embarrassment, sympathy,  admiration, and most of all I felt powerless. Through it all, I continued to read and remembered we all have the greatest strength within us, our minds and what we choose to think about,  say or do.  The activist within me would love to travel to Standing Rock to serve my brothers and sisters in their time of need but my current situation does not allow me to do so. So instead, I decided to focus on what I can do.  What can I always do?  I can pray. So I pray relentlessly for God’s people and for their safety and peace. I pray for peace and protection for the Souix Nation, for all protestors, all police assigned and government officals assigned to duty over this issue. Pray for their safety. I pray neither side resorts to violence but instead with peace, mutual respect and reverence come to a peaceful agreement.I also can use my words to try and influence others towards what I feel is just and right.  I found a link to submit any comments to the President. I am sharing below my words I submitted to the White House. I encourage anyone who is concerned to pray about doing the same if they feel led. Here is the link that I used to submit my plea to the White House:   https://www.whitehouse.gov/contact#page

Dear Mr. President, 

I would like to say first of all,  thank you.  Thank you for your faithful service  to our country and our people. I never in my lifetime had a President I could believe in and trust to do the right thing for our people and our environment, until you were voted into office. I believe a trustworthy and responsible President will put the interest of the environment, the well being of their people’s health and future generations health, and respect the civil rights of all people as top priority. 

I could right you a long letter of facts surrounding Standing Rock but it would only pale in comparison to the wealth of knowledge and resources at your disposal. I am writing instead to remind you that the United States government has historically too often stood on the wrong side of the civil rights of people and have not typically been good stewards of our natural resources. You as our President have the opportunity to lead us to the right side. I am praying that with wisdom, clarity and a loyalty to what is just and in our best interest as an entire nation you stand on the right side of history to respect the soverign land of the Soiux people at Standing Rock and to protect our water sources and the ecosystems they impact. 
Mr. President Obama I am looking to you to protect and serve your nation,  your people and your environment not the bank accounts of big oil. We can do so much better than what we are doing now.  Please don’t repeat the mistakes of history. Please write a new chapter in American history and with innovation and dedication lead us away from oil and towards sustainable and renewable energy sources. Lead us towards respecting our treaties with native people. Lead us forward with love,  compassion,  wisdom and perseverance to a brighter future. 
Thank you for allowing this platform to share my opinion, to give me a seat at the table of our democracy, to let my words be read. I pray you consider all the ramifications of all the choices and think about long term and not just short term results. Einstein said the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting a different result. Please don’t ignore or mistreat our people or our environment. Please search your mind and soul and make a decision that will bring us forward and not backwards.  
With deepest appreciation and admiration, 

Megan Romero 

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Thank you Captain Obvious! I didn’t know my hair is gray……

My sense of humor helps me laugh through my frustrations of life. This piece is intended to be sarcastic humor to all humans, including myself, who unknowingly wound people’s self esteem. We think we are helping but what we may not realize is we can unintentionally wound people with our critiques. We’ve all done it, some more than others.  I try to be mindful about what I say but sometimes my big mouth overrides my heart. Seeking to understand before seeking to be understood helps me keep my resentments at bay. Humor helps me let them go and to laugh at life and myself.  
Here is one of my recent favorites.

Q: Have you seen your hair? It is so gray! Ugh, why do you have so much gray hair for a woman you’re age? You need to dye your hair! 

A: No I haven’t seen my hair.  For the last 18 years I’ve managed to avoid all mirrors,  glass surfaces or pools of water that may shine my reflection for me to see myself. Of course I’ve seen my gray hair. Duh? Are you saying that I’m ugly for being myself?I’m not a science or medical genius so I can not give you the exact reason why my hair started turning gray during my teen years but I’m pretty sure it’s a combination of genetics and environment. The age old question of nature vs norture. This concept of what is genetic vs environmental actually intrigues me quite a bit and has led me to consider returning to school to study behavioral physchology. Still debating the whole school thing.  Remember I don’t enjoy writing. The reason I’m not dying my hair is two fold first of all let me say it’s a choice. Surprisingly my loved ones are the people who’ve had the hardest time accepting my decision. They have nagged me and repeatedly voiced their unsolicited opinion of my hair color.  May I just put this out there one more time for the whole world to understand I LOVE MY GRAY HAIR! This choice is about me learning to love myself just the way I am. To love myself the way God loves me, unconditionally . Do you think he really cares what is the color of my hair. This independent hair movement started when I was fired from my job of 16 years (more about that some other day). I had always wanted to dye my hair really fun colors like blue, pink, purple, green or even better a neon rainbow however the dress standards didn’t allow it. Why?  Not because it made anyone less capable or competentat doing their job but because we were in the restaurant field which caters to the mainstream culture. Our company knew extreme hair styles could potentially offend a customer and drive them to our competitors with their wallets. So for 16 years I adored other people’s fashion freedoms and suppressed my desire for fun hair in exchange for my pay check. One of the first things I did after getting fired was to dye my hair purple! It was fun, it was awesome but it was soooooo messy! Probably due to the type of hair dye my colorist used but it bled and bled getting everythingfrom my shower to my pillowcases and tank tops hued purple:p Second reason I’m going au natural is I feel a sudden moral conviction. I’m not judging others but is it really nessacary for me? Honestly, it wastes my money, who knows the effects of putting such chemicals on our bodies truly, and it’s not helping us preserve our planet when I dump chemicals down the drain rinsing out my hair dye. 

For me personally, I can use my money to do better things.  This month I gave $5 to the nice lady at Taco Bell who brightened my day with her contagious smile and the other $5 to a homeless veterans event called Stand Down Houston so a veteran who gave his all for my freedom can take a nice shower and get a hair cut or shave.  I personally feel better about using my money to bless others than feel like I need to conform to a definition of beauty that has been fed to me by media and advertisers just to peddle their products. We all know that the images we are bombarded with in today’s marketing are modifiedaltered, touched up, rarely will we ever see a real woman being glorified. Why?  Because if real was celebrated we wouldn’t need their products and services in a pursuit to attain the unattainable. 
Now I’m not saying makeup, hair dye are bad or should be avoided. They have their time and place in our lives. For centuries woman have done many things to make themselves attractive to their romantic partners or to celebrate their own beauty. What I admire is beautification that accented their natural beauty. Also, I’m impressed by past generations and their incredible creativity and the way they used elements from nature in a sustainable way. A flower falls of a branch and someone braids it into their hair. Now that’s what I call true beauty🌸 Anintriguing documentary that opened my eyes to how much we are brainwashed with expectations by media from such a young age is Miss Representation on Netflix. Here is the link: http://www.netflix.com/title/70167128?source=android I highly recommend this documentary. 
I’m not saying I’ll never dye my hair or wear makeup ever again in my life but for now I’m choosing to accept myself the way I am to learn self love.  I’m also challenging mainstream culture and refusing to let anyone else tell me how I need to look.  I’m learning to be ok with my gray hair and even starting to embrace and love it♡♡♡ 
Lastly, some lifetime struggles I’m working to overcome and accept about myself follows. These are all real questions I’ve been asked hundreds of times by acquaintances, my children, husband and even best friend.  I am learning to love myself despite what others think or say. My lifetime top 5 favorites follow.  
1. Why are you so white?  You need to get a tan.  

2. Why are you so fat?You should really loose some weight.  

3. Why do you smoke? Do you know how bad that is for you?

4. Why do you always wear black? You need more color in your wardrobe.  

5. Why is your son’s hair so long?  You should cut it. 

 My next learning step is instead of getting offended I have to pray for the people who offend me, feel compassion for them as too often people judge others because they don’t love themselves.  Looking down on me may make them feel better about themselves. Besides, if I judge the judges for being judgers isn’t that in some way being no different than them. Whatever the reason I will look first to understand their perspective, have compassion for them and do my best not to take offense so easily. Ultimately, the greatest commandments of my faith is to the my God with all my heart,  soul and mind and to love my neighbor,  even the judgemental ones♡ 

Life has a sense of humor

So if anyone asked me if I would be doing what I’m doing right now I would have fallen down onto the floor from the overwhelming hysterical laughter. I have avoided writing my entire life.  I never enjoyed writing in school or in my career. In fact,  my lack of writing skills was a major reason I did not qualify for the job of my dreams. In high school I barely passed assignments or classes that required writing skills.  So I will start with this disclosure, I am not well educated about grammar nor proper sentence structure. However,  I am okay with that because this isn’t an assignment or a graded essay. What is this?  This is many things in one.  

First,  it’s my own think/ create/reflect place for myself. My mind moves a the speed of light when I have alot of energy or passion inside of me. Many critics say I talk too much and way too much. People who love me have come to embrace this quirk of mine. I often prefer talking because it’s faster than writing. My lips can’t even match the speed of my thoughts and a pencil or keyboard at times can be torturous for me. I first discovered writing when I reached one of my personal low points as a child.  I had become so numbe and void of all will to speak. I was too weak to speak but all my thoughts and feelings still needed a way to seep out of me.  That’s when I discovered the power of a pencil to paper. I began a poetry/drawing journal at the age of 9 years old just before I attempted to end my life. Maybe someday I’ll write more about that particular incident but what is important is it saved my life.  Funny how often what I  dread the most is what is good for me. Also, writing has taught me to harness my unbridled mind and FOCUS! 

 Second, it’s a legacy for my loved ones. I wish we all lived for infinity, but reality says there may come a day when I am no longer with them and I hope this place will help them to remember me, my love for them and the wisdom I have gained in my life in hopes it may guide them in their times of need when I can’t be there with them in person I hope to always be with them in spirit. I’m pretty sure that last sentence just broke a dozen grammar rules. Please don’t report me to the grammar police 😉 My Aunt Merry & my 6th grade English teacher would not be proud. 

Lastly, this is my act of Paying it Forward. I decided to be vulnerable enough not to lock all these thoughts/ideas away in a diary with a padlock and key. Many times I have experienced healing or gained wisdom by someone else sharing their experiences with me. If even one person is benefited by even one word they read I will feel blessed I could return the favor to the world. When I was pregnant with my first son I saw the movie Pay It Forward. It touched my heart so profundly. If you are not familiar with the movie here is the link to the info on Wikipedia https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pay_It_Forward_(film). I highly reccommend this movie.  Be prepared with a book of tissues and maybe a teddy bear to hug as you watch it. In writing this I discovered the concept actually has a much deeper history the phrase is accredited to Lily Hardy Hammonds book “In the Garden of Delight” written in 1916. If interested, learn more about her book at https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pay_it_forward . The movie and concept resonated with my soul as it aligns with my personal beliefs and teachings of my faith. In my research I came upon a website that describes this concept in much more detail. I will leave this right here if you you would like to read it http://frame-poythress.org/the-greatest-commandment-the-very-heart-of-the-matter/  I believe we are called to love others as much as we love ourselves. Disclaimer: as a recovering person from many unhealthy relationships I feel the need to clarify that love also has boundaries and love never calls us to be in relationship with someone who is detrimental to our own well being.  Some people I have to love from a distance but I will always value them as God’s children worthy of love. Sometimes, all we can do is love someone enough to pray for God’s healing in their hearts. When I seek God’s wisdom he guides me in setting my boundaries. Love never calls us to be a doormat or a bully. 

What can you find on this page?  For those of you who know how incredibly random and diverse I am in my life you will have an idea but it will be limitless really.  I welcome loved ones,  acquaintances, friends I have yet to meet and random strangers to join along in my ever evolving journey of life and learning.  Thank you for supporting my dream and vision by reading my personal reflections. I look forward to many more!♡!♡! 

Almost forgot to express my gratitude to God for guiding me to this point and for all the uncharted waters ahead. Thank you to every soul that has impacted my life and shaped my journey to become the person I am today. A quote that eloquently illustrates this idea is one of my favorites “We never touch people so lightly that we do not leave a trace” ~Peggy Tabor Millin 

In support and encouragement of this blog huge thanks to my husband and children who support me in all I do, my best friend for life who may of told me a hundred thousand times to get a blog, to my spiritual mom Mama E, and to my fellow artists/writers/vloggers Cevonne, Iliah and Travis who have given me valuable insight into the process to turn my vision into action.  Be blessed and know I’m eternally grateful ♡