Written by Desmore Samios, Motivational Speaker, Podcast Host, Inspirational Writer www.desmoremedia.com
Growing up in Bonteheuwel in Cape Town has given me a strong anchor in understanding what it takes to follow your dreams and become fearless. I had amazing role models growing up my mum, grandfather, grandmother, neighbourhood mentors, spiritual teachers and incredible people I have met along my journey. I believed in my heart and soul that I was destined to live a life without boundaries or limitations. I have always been of the belief that I create my own rules and live by my own inner compass. I believed as a young girl that my attitude, mindset, determination and laser focus would have me achieve my goals. No one on this planet earth knows me like I do and what lies deep inside of me. We often surrender to our external environment giving external forces the power to dictate to us how far we can go or how our lives should be, afraid of breaking the mould. I understood as I travelled along my journey that I am responsible for my own actions, choices and decision making.
My willpower and my soul’s guidance have never failed me even in times when the road was rocky and bumpy. There are days when you do lose faith and you become hopeless. In days like these I have learnt to challenge my thoughts, create solutions and opportunities that will propel me forward. I allow myself days where I break down and cry, feel heartbroken and sad, but I remind myself to pick myself up and keep going, most importantly to get still and listen to my own intuition.
We don’t often know what we are truly capable of until we are tested beyond our faith, but we soon realise reflecting back that these lessons become our blessings. My greatest strength was and is knowing who I am in this world, what I am capable of and drowning out the external voices and noise of the world. My mindset was always focused on growth, expanding, learning and challenging my thoughts. To this day as an adult I am an eternal student of life making the most of my time on this earth, living my truth, being honest with myself and living in self-awareness. I am constantly checking in with myself and assessing my own definition of success. What does success look like for me? Truth be told I feel most confident when I feel connected to my inner world and inner truth. So often I had to work on finding my way back home to myself getting lost in the external world, ego and image of what I thought I had to be. We create a prison for ourselves when we lock ourselves away in other’s opinions, seeking validation and permission to live our own lives. I have learnt that it takes courage and bravery to truly be your authentic self and find your own voice. In the end the greatest relationship you will ever know and build is the relationship you have with yourself. As we navigate our way through life people will come and go, job titles will change and we will encounter different seasons in our lives. If we are unable to anchor ourselves in our soul and truth we will struggle at some point to be alone with ourselves.
If there was one thing that I disliked most growing up was how people’s opinions and their judgements can often impact and infiltrate our own self-worth and self-confidence. We often judge and stereotype people without getting to know them or who they are. Being focused on my goals, dreams and vision made me extremely purpose driven. My grandfather and I had long, deep and meaningful conversations about life (miss you grandpa but I know your soul is in a beautiful place). He reminded me that there is a big world out there beyond our neighbourhood and if I worked hard, dreamed big and never give up on my vision that I would be just fine. I am extremely grateful to my mum and grandfather for their endless wisdom and knowledge they have passed on to me. My mother has always given her all to both my brother and I. My mother worked as a machinist in a factory and I am so proud of her and everything she had sacrificed for us (you are an incredible role model mummy). My mother has always been blessed with abundance we always had more than enough and we were so grateful for all our blessings. My mother had always reminded me that if you can’t be grateful for a little then you will end up never having enough. She taught me to count every blessing great and small. My mother was so right if we can’t be grateful for all our blessings then we become a bottomless pit never having enough. Becoming restless always searching and never finding inner peace. Always on the hunt for the next high and the next best thing.
Growing up in my neighbourhood has taught me to keep my feet firmly on the ground and to be grounded in my roots. To be street smart and understand people from all walks of life. I have learnt that no matter where you come from that when you strip away the haves and the have nots we are all one and the same in life. We all want to live a life that feels good for us. We are all born with potential, and the ability to choose a path that supports our vision and dream.
It’s never too late to find your inner compass and follow your own journey to reaching your own potential and finding your own voice. Before we can attract what we really want into our lives, we have to become whole and enough for ourselves first. So often we think that if we meet someone or that opportunities will come along that will complete us. The reality is that we have to become that sacred someone who loves us first, we have to look in the mirror and see ourselves as the key to unlocking our life’s purpose. When we give away our power to external forces we start walking on shaky ground, afraid that at any given time our personal power can be stripped away from us. Instead when we walk through life with our inner wisdom, awareness and personal power in place we build our confidence and self-belief. We build a solid foundation supporting our lives and keeping us strong and stable.
I believe that you are have the potential to create a life that feels good for you. Write your own story, you have the power to do so…
Pictured below our home in Bonteheuwel, my grandfather taking Callum through my childhood photos and saying goodbye to mum at the airport in Cape Town heading back home to Brisbane, Australia.