Finding My Mojo

The other day, while I was in Logan, visiting my family, I was chatting with my dad, and I told him that I had "lost my mojo". I wasn't sure when...I wasn't sure how...but somewhere along the way...I had lost it. My dad responded "Oh, no. Kandace, you need to get that back! And fast!" In all reality, the word "mojo" refers to a magical charm bag used in hoodoo, but... for all intents and purposes in my life, the "mojo" I'm referring to is: The air of self-confidence which is emitted off of ones persona with such potency that it precedes greatness.

In noticing that I had lost my Mojo...I also came to the realization that I had actually once POSSESSED a mojo! And a good one at that! Ha!!! Who knew?!?! Not me. ...That is...until it was gone. But it made me start to think about how I got one in the first place so that I could get it back!

In retrospect I realized that at the onset of Mojo, I was focusing on being healthy, and growing spiritually. I branched out socially. I was increasing my education. I was doing things that made me happy. And by doing that I increased my own self-esteem. Which was the foundation of my Mojo. Once I attained my Mojo, I started to seriously enjoy life! I got a promotion, I received a raise, I even got a boyfriend! Everything was going my way. Yes, eventually the boyfriend was out of the picture, and the promotion and raise ended up becoming part of the monotony...but the mojo continued and I kept dating, and I kept progressing, I went through the temple, received my endowments. Things were good!

Eventually I became lax, to say the least, in my progression efforts. I was apathetic toward my physical growth. I wasn't delving into my spiritual progression with as much gusto as I had once been, and pretty soon...the self-respect started to dwindle...and I started to be disappointed in myself for allowing myself to slip back to my own personal mediocrity...in turn my self-esteem took a major hit because of this...and that's when the Mojo went kaput.

I've never really understood the power, or effectiveness of my own mojo. I didn't realize the influence it had on the outcomes of my daily circumstances. And I most certainly do not give the maintenance of said mojo the attention it deserves. But when I have my Mojo...man, AMAZING things have come about.

A good Mojo has the ability to give us the courage to step out our comfort zones, to branch out and to grow. It can help us to be outgoing to the point of changing worlds! It helps us to not only recognize and be proud of our very best selves, but also helps us to hold our head up high and remember who we are and why we're here. AND not only is it powerful...but it's also attractive and contagious. Think about it. Think about those people in your life who you just LOVE to be around...because they are comfortable and encouraging. People are drawn to a good mojo.

I'm on a quest to get my Mojo back. It may take me some time...but I'll find it again! And when I do...Watch Out World!

****This blog is dedicated to my beautiful Ugly Duckling. Just for you...