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My mother's favorite adjective for me at a young age was inquisitive. I was quick to get up and walk around at 6 months, so taking action and getting myself involved in everything was never an issue for me. However, at the age of 2, I was still having a difficult time speaking. I was in school by the age of 4, and entered into speech therapy shortly thereafter. As you can tell, it was an uphill battle from the start. As a child, I was fighting to be heard. If you cannot be heard, how are you going to be understood? Lack of understanding leads to lack of compassion from others, making a person feel isolated from those who cannot take the time to "get it."
From the young ages of 0-7, a child has no concept of right, wrong, or boundaries. If boundaries are violated, could you imagine the struggle of saying no? Could you imagine the struggle of learning how to speak out about a negative event that for some period of time had negative waves and ripples in my life? Fortunately, spoken word poetry is something I picked up after my father passed in 2012 to heal my mind, body and spirit, but has now evolved into something bigger than myself. This art form has helped me to evolve and grow into the person I am today. On my journey of analyzing the ins and outs of human nature, I have recognized the importance and power of the human voice. It is what forgives, heals, loves, and brings truth when used correctly.
In this world, it is very easy to be socially drowned in a multitude of ways. If there is one thing I could share with the world, it is to speak your authentic truth no matter how dark it is. I encourage you to shine a light on it, so you can see what you once feared is in actuality incredibly beautiful. Someone out there needs to hear it. Regardless if we know each other, have met in passing, or not at all, I have to let you know the most attractive feature in a person is honesty and truth. There is nothing more appealing to me than someone who can own all elements of themselves, yet drive towards a better future.
By telling my story, I would hope it shows you how beautiful your own darkness is, and to never suppress or put it away. This is where true healing and understanding begins. A dear friend of mine helped me to reach the next level of my journey. By being so fortunate and blessed to hear someone else's story, in time, it ended up giving me the courage to go forward and share my own. When one person tells a story, it starts a chain reaction. We all gain strength to tell a story as a means to let go of the meaning it once had. By telling it, the story then just becomes a story. There have been many strong forces of nature to which I have looked up in awe. It is now time to share my story, as a way of thanking these brave souls for the life work they have chosen to do. Some of these strong souls I have had the blessing and pleasure of knowing in real life. Without these people, I do not know where I would be. The ones who have jumped over leaps, bounds, walls and obstacles are the ones that have really caught my eye.
Originally, this project started as a way for me to create during darker times of my life. With the combination of love, death, thrills, and dopamine, this creation ran through my human vessel as a method of helping me to not lose my shit in the process. I have experienced events in life that could have had a potentially crippling effect, but, outlets such as spoken word, kickboxing, drumming and meditation have turned what could have been negative into positive experiences. Being that I am still living here on Earth, I have come to see the importance of sharing my story in order to show people there are many options and possibilities.
If you ventured to this part of the website before taking a look at the video featured, I would suggest you take a break and check it out if you have not done so already. As you will see at the end, this spoken word piece was dedicated to my father. At the age of seven, I remember asking if he would stop drinking. If it was not one addiction, it was something else. Even in the midst of his human struggle, he truly was an amazing individual of whom I was so blessed to know. While enrolled in college, I decided to pursue a degree in Biology to have a sturdy platform which would help me in my studies of complementary medicine. Clearly from having my home look like a pharmacy and seeing the effects it was having on my father, I was not a fan of the little pills jiggling around in a plastic bottle morphing him into a completely different human being. He passed at the age of 55.
With the expansions of alternative medicine, there is still argument about its validity. However, people were turning from flesh to statistic faster than rapid eye movement. You may be asking, "Well, what have you pursued with your Biology degree?" My answer to this: the path is not clear cut. It sounds easy. If you want to go to chiropractic, go to chiropractic. If you want to go to acupuncture school, go to acupuncture school. In my journey of healing and life, what I have learned is that if you want to truly heal and help others heal - you need to get to the root of your own life. You need to take an honest look at why your relationships have gone the way they have, why you are not living the life of your dreams, why your own patterns and habits are limiting your world view, and so on. You need to get to the root, and share your story to take the emotional charge out of it.
With the help of prayer, Vipassana meditation, martial arts and yoga, I was able to take a very direct, honest look which my ego absolutely feared for 26 years. I am now 28, and ready to take the charge out of the story. Without my roots, I would not have the compassion and faith I have today. I have been told it takes courage, but as we all know, we are none getting out alive. If you want to truly thrive, you need to expel what is keeping you down in order to move forward in this human journey.
This is just the start. Will have a release out to purchase in the next coming months. Keep your eyes and heart open.
With love and my deepest gratitude,
Shari Sanahi