The Harmful Effects Caused From The Opinions Of Others.

My first real informative memory of opinion outside my home life was my being held back in 1st grade & the humiliation is suffered with the same first grade teacher & on the playground with my peers.  I was teased, made fun of & called a lot of hurtful names for being stupid, retreating me to a place of make believe & isolation.  They must have been true if my entire educational system believed this of me, handicapping my entire school experience from there on out.  You would never know this now by meeting me today, what I had suffered from as a child.

just like its my children’s time to discover who they are outside of me, its also I found out, my time to discover who I am outside of them..

I’ve been busy lately, studying actually to be honest and a tab bit slightly confused in a situational good manner as to the direction im supposed to be going in..not really too confused where it gives me anxiety or fear, but just enough to make me want to ponder and inspire my thoughts enough and really ask myself for the first time …

i believe that even though there are people who don’t like what I have to say, people still listen

  I have been thinking recently again, which in itself is a much scary thought, about shifting my self into adding something different into my repertoire tool box to further me along this path of life..i have be sitting with my purpose lately inspired by my husband and a couple of conversations I have had with respected friends about …

The Harmful Effects Caused From The Opinions Of Others.

My first real informative memory of opinion outside my home life was my being held back in 1st grade & the humiliation is suffered with the same first grade teacher & on the playground with my peers.  I was teased, made fun of & called a lot of hurtful names for being stupid, retreating me to a place of make believe & isolation.  They must have been true if my entire educational system believed this of me, handicapping my entire school experience from there on out.  You would never know this now by meeting me today, what I had suffered from as a child.

some of our greatest dreams are still awaiting our arrival as late as we are to them

what’s behind the story of who you forgot you wanted to become long ago that keeps you dreaming of what it would have be like..what exactly was it that side tracked you so far away from the once exciting vision that you had and why haven’t you shipped it off to the deserted island of where forgotten dreams go too.. when …