Christopher Columbus Should Have Learned the Language

What is your stance on illegal immigration? Should legal immigrants learn to speak English? Does anyone really care?

OK! So, Christopher Columbus in his infinite wisdom came to America thinking he was going to India.  I wonder what would have happened had he made it there. Would he have been so eager to rape and pillage? Would he have been just as eager to claim the land? Would he have forced the Indian people to learn his language instead of trying to learn his?

Today in America, the conversation is illegal immigration. It seems that people have been sending their children to America illegally in dangerous situations from other countries. Now America has been trying to figure out what is the right thing to do about these children. Some say send them home. Others say that we have to do the moral thing and keep them. The conversation has been going on for months.

I here quite often people saying things like, "If you come here you should learn the language." This entire illegal immigration thing got me to thinking a little deeper into the subject. Let me first say that I personally believe that illegal immigration is just that…….Illegal. That is why the word "Illegal" is apart of the description. I do not have any problems with immigration, not to be confused with "Illegal Immigration." I think that this is what America is all about, taking in the strays of the world.

When I was a little girl, my mother took in a girl that was screaming and crying up and down the street. I was very little so I do not know what happened to the girl but my guess is someone beat her and she managed to get away from them. She stayed with us for a couple of weeks. My mother cleaned her up and got her fresh clothes. We fed her and took care of her for that two weeks, then put her on an airplane to somewhere. When I was older, friends that got into trouble at home became temporary residents at my house until they could return home to their families. She always took someone in. So, when she was trying to get herself an email address I suggested: Grandmastray9. She had at the time six grandkids and three children of her own, hence the nine.

I believe in helping others. I help people constantly in my day to day life. It is who I am to assist others. So, I am not against immigration. I am however, against breaking the law. Any law! I understand being desperate and living in bad situations. If you have read any of my blog post you know I have had my share of hard times. I have never however, broken the law to better my situation. It is a sin and it is wrong.

So, Columbus! I was thinking about all of this and came across a thought: Christopher Columbus came to our land without the indigenous people's permission, set up shop, robbed the people, raped their women and forced his language and beliefs upon them. Now I know, there were no laws about immigration in those days. Everything was young and knew. But my point is this, if we are going to sit here and bitch and moan about immigration, we really should look at how things were handled in history and how they are being handled now. Who the hell was Columbus to come to America and force the natives to learn a new language instead of he and his guys learning theirs? This was their home. I don't know about you, but I will not tolerate someone coming into my home and telling me how to live and speak. We celebrate Columbus because he was the first noticeable person to set foot on this land but the natives were here long before he learned how to sail a ship.

So, should we really be talking tons of crap about the immigrants of today? Remember I'm on the side of follow the rules. I think people need to remember how this country came to be. It was taken over by a bunch of immigrants that didn't belong here. These immigrants were disrespectful to the indigenous people and took over their land and treated them like second class citizens because they felt they could. Isn't that what the illegal immigrants are doing? Those without sin, cast the first stone.

I'm half Native American, so clearly I see things from the side of the native. However, I am empathetic enough to see everyone's side. Columbus should have learned the language. He should have learned the culture and customs. It was not his right to come here and change things, but he did. In California, the subject of immigrants learning to speak English instead of creating communities where they don't have to, is an ongoing subject. Sound familiar?

What is the answer? What should we do as Americans? What should we demand our government do? I personally think that we need to demand that the government enforce our immigration laws. As an American, if I commit a crime I will be prosecuted and sent to jail. If I went to someone's house and took it for myself, while they still lived in it,


I would be considered crazy and put away. Coming across the border is illegal and we are having a discussion on whether or not to let them stay. This is an insult to Americans and the many immigrants that came here legally and followed the laws and procedures. America has huge problems with child trafficking, drugs, criminal actions in the government, murders etc. and so on. We need to make our problems a priority and not someone else's problems. We cannot help other countries if we can't help our own. We need to put our ducks in a nice tidy row. Sometimes in life you have to realize you cannot take care of others if you are not taking care of yourself.

America needs to wise up and look back. This country was built on inappropriate behavior. If we do not demand respect, we won't get it. It is time to change the way things are run. It is time to change the way we look to others. Most of all it is time to change the way we look to ourselves. Columbus should  have learned the language. He should have been respectful. Would India be the America of today if he made the right turn? The world will never know.

What is your stance on illegal immigration? What is your opinion on Columbus conquering America? 

The System is Broken

Michael Brown was laid to rest about two days ago. I do not watch the news but I hear it on the radio. I have not heard a peep about anything negative going on since his funeral. So now is a perfect time to bring up something that irritated me and made this little piece of literature come to life.

Do you believe that no one cares about this subject or any other incident where a young black kid is killed by the cops?

A friend of mine posted a video of the actor Jesse Williams speaking about the Ferguson incident. In the video, he stated that white kids steal just like black kids and society needs to stop pretending that the subject of cops killing black kids is not an issue.

A friend of my friend posted that it was Michael's fault because people said he charged the officer and he was a thief. So in short, he deserved what he got. I responded in my colorful way and someone responded to my response. Her response went a little something like this, "Communities need to take care of themselves. They need to change their circumstances. It is not the governments job to fix communities. People need to stop pretending that people are saints and the police suck. Though no one wants to say it out loud………No one cares about a black kid getting killed by a cop. It's not our problem."

This created a very heated debate for a morning as you can imagine. It was very enlightening for me and it gave me an opportunity to stir the pot. I love making people think. Here is my thought on the entire situation. First and foremost, I believe the problem we have in America is the attitude of, "It's not my problem. I don't care." Any injustice that happens in the world is every one's problem. The human race, the one and only race in my opinion, needs to take care of each other. Americans have gotten to be more and more self absorbed, entitled, selfish, judgmental and  non-empathic. A person that cannot put themselves in someone Else's shoes is dead inside.

Right and Wrong

Where should we point the blame for this child being shot, killed and left in the street to die for thirty minutes like an animal? Michael Brown and the cop that killed him. Let's break out with some honesty and reality for a minute. Michael made the stupid choice, like most kids, to steal. Even the most well raised child could make this childish bad choice. Had Michael not thought it was a great idea to steal cigars, I would not be sitting here writing this post. However, regardless of Michael's bad choice, it was not the good safe choice to shoot this child six times and leave him for dead over stolen cigars. I do believe that the killing of a suspect is supposed to happen only when you are being threatened with a weapon. Did Michael try to put the cops eyes out with a cigar? I know your next response is that witnesses said he charged the officer. OK! Let's say that he did. Wouldn't one shot in the leg suffice? Did he need to be shot six times? Of course not. He also should not have been left in the street to bleed to death for thirty minutes before someone decided to help him. So I believe we can lay blame at the feet of the officer for this one. It is his duty to preserve life and to use good judgement with out prejudice or malice. He used none of that. They both are to blame but the officer is the adult and authority in this situation, so he holds more blame. I always laugh at adults that look at me and blame a kid for doing what kids do, when it is their job to teach them otherwise. 

When my daughter was seven, her second grade teacher blamed her for repeatedly not getting her homework turned in. My question to her was, "Who's the adult? Is it not your job to teach the seven year old how important it is to turn in her homework?" I received no response from that question. We now home school. There were a lot of questions like that in a year's time. I am much more interested in my child being guided and taught proper behavior, rather than expecting her to learn it through osmosis. 

Do Cops Really Profile and Discriminate? Is it Possible?

Here is my two cents. Yes, yes, yes! Police officers, much like priest, I am Catholic by the way, are human just like you and me. They are all capable of lying, cheating and stealing. They are not special because they hold a big title. Look at the priest scandals. No laymen saw that coming and I can tell you from research, this has been going on since the 1800s. It is time for society to stop living in a rose garden thinking that the beautiful flowers do not have thorns. Roses are my favorite flower. They hurt like hell when they prick you.

I am half Native American and half Mexican. People assume I'm black in most communities. Latin communities think I'm Cuban or Puerto Rican. When I was in high school, a guy friend (black) of mine and his girlfriend (white/Mexican) and I (mixed), were trying to get home after dropping off a friend. We were driving through Compton, CA at about 10:30pm looking for the freeway. We missed the off ramp and made a legal, safe u turn on a completely empty main street. As we made our turn, a police car drove by in the opposite direction. They saw our lonely car on the road, made a u turn and came after us. They flashed their lights and pulled us over. We were confused. We didn't do anything wrong. We were driving the speed limit and everything. We pulled into a parking lot and sat quietly. The officers parked their car with the lights aimed at our car. They approached with guns drawn and bright flash lights in our eyes. We were told to get out of the car, and before we knew it, my guy friend was laying on the ground with his hands behind his head and a gun pointed at him. I'm sure some of you are thinking, "He must have said or done something that caused this to happen." I am here to tell you that he did nothing. He said nothing. None of us said a word. We were far to scared to say a peep. I stood there in quiet shock holding a stuffed animal I was holding in the car before the incident occurred. One of the officers looked at me and said, "I bet you get whatever you want. I bet you are spoiled." His tone was nasty and accusatory. I didn't appreciate it. My teenage mouth took over and told him the truth, "I have to work for whatever I get. No one gives me anything." He antagonized me a bit more but I kept my cool. I was mad that he picked on me but I was scared more. Then they let us go. 

These things happen to young innocent people all the time. We were three kids from a performing arts school. We were not gang bangers or thugs. We didn't even dress like them. My guy friend was in his traditional Polo shirt and slacks. That was his style. We were dancers not criminals. As long as society keeps its head in the sand on this subject it will persist. It will get worse and it will begin to happen to your kids. Beverly Hills is not immune to crime.

Though I understand that people have to take responsibility for themselves and their lives, I do not maintain the opinion that communities need to fix themselves. I believe that it needs to be a group effort between communities and the government. The government is just as culpable as the community is. The government has to fix the system that was meant to assist people. The system is broken. The system tears people down and puts them in a state of hopelessness. Without the proper mindset, even the strongest of people would give up and give in if knocked down enough. Take welfare for example, the way you qualify is one set way. You have to fit in this one tiny box in order to get a small amount of assistance. If you do not fit in this box, you receive nothing. Prime example, many have lost their jobs in this economy. Many have had a hard time finding work. If a person found a way to make $500 a month until they find a better job, the welfare office will send  them away and tell them they make to much money. In California, the average one bedroom apartment cost $850 a month in rent. How can $500 a month possibly be to much money for say a family of three, or a single parent with one child to support? This is the norm. Everyone has a story and every situation is different. Not every one seeking help from the government is a loser who is out to mooch off the system. Some people genuinely just need help to get back on their feet. They will never get there or will take longer with the system the way it is. 

The portion of the community that is not nearly as determined as others will not move forward to success because they do not know how. Our educational system does not teach how to invest or handle money so we have a vast group of citizens destined to fail because they do not know their options. They haven't heard of the possibilities.You cannot consider something an option if you have never heard of it. These citizens have no idea that they should save 10% of their income every month and should only let their rent be a small portion of their income. You can not expect these people to fix their communities on their own without assistance. The government needs to take responsibility for their part of the problem. They need to fix the system to help everyone do better. The more you know the more possibility of change. 

What is your opinion? Are cops perfect saints that we should praise and allow to do whatever they want? Should poor communities be left to fend for themselves alone? Does society really not care about black children getting profiled and killed by cops? Is there a need for change or is status quo just fine? What are your thoughts? 

Mother's Day

2 years ago this Mother's Day, I sat in a huge leather chair and told my then six year old her father had passed away. As I sat rocking her crying little body, I was sad for her, pissed, and worried about how this was going to effect her life. Last week was the actual anniversary of Gary's death and I watched my now eight year old, walk confidently into an office and sit before a television producer, of an up and coming television show, and charm the pants off of her. This producer already had a preconceived notion of who Harmonie was because apparently, everyone that had previously met with her raved about her. Harmonie sat directly in front of this producer and behaved like a professional with a touch of eight year old flare. She spoke clearly and respectfully. There is no way you could tell that she really was nervous as hell. I'm so proud of my little dynamo. She has come so far since that faithful Sunday morning two years ago. She misses her papa a lot but she carries herself in a way that would make him so very proud. She has not allowed what her grandparents did or her father's death define her. I will proudly pat myself on the back for the hard work I have done, along with her therapist to teach her how to be this way. I know longer worry about how the death of her father will effect my favorite tiny human. I think that it has made her stronger and more resilient. She is amazing.

I told this story on Facebook last week. Here is the key note to all of this. Life happens. You win some and you lose some. We have good days and bad days. No matter what we have to be thankful and teach our kids to do the same. We have to demonstrate to our children how to live through these situations. This Mother's Day we did not go out. We did not have enough gas in the car to get very far. It happens. So we stayed home. I had a paper do and we had an appointment with Verizon to hook up our television's service so we would have a better TV experience. I had planned on baking with the kid but my paper and cleaning the house took all day. No worries! There is always tomorrow. I was given a card that was really funny and two scented candles. I heard that my daughter and my niece battled on which candle to get. My niece chose blue because it is my favorite color and my baby girl chose another candle because it smelled good and she thought I would like it more. The kid won out. She knows her mother well. She was pretty proud of that. Overall, it was a great Mother's Day for the time that we were given to live in this year. Next year we will do something better.

We must always take acceptance and joy in the time we are given and use it to our advantage. We may have spent this Sunday like any other Sunday, though it was a special day, but we did it with thankfulness. We have some a long way since that Mother's Day two years ago. We are both happy and full of spirit. We live on. We live through our freedom and appreciate every second of it. We try not to waste any moment. We are still working towards our greatness and enjoying every moment of the journey to get there.

Happy Belated Mother's Day!

Negative Much?

Just because you speak on something that is happening, does not mean you are dwelling. Just because you acknowledge a situation does not mean you are negative. I have been pounded lately with the label of "Negative". Keeping your head in the sand does not make you a positive person. It makes you delusional.

I have spent the past two years studying and learning about the positive mindset. I have learned all about the power of persuasion. I've studied the law of attraction. I have worked hard to live by the principles of all of these things. I believe I do a pretty good job at walking the walk. I admit that I am a flawed human being and fall off the wagon from time to time but I always bounce back and get back on the wagon. This is a process that does not happen over night when you were not talk these concepts as a child.

Life has not always been good to me and those scars all deeply embedded but I continue to fight against them, until the day comes that I have conquered them. I will conquer them. Here is the thing to remember: Life happens to everyone. Pretending that it doesn't is just plain stupid. As humans we need to acknowledge what happens and deal with it. When you throw a happy face on it you just mask it. Sooner or later it will come back to haunt you. Trust me I know. What you want to do is acknowledge your life issues and then choose to take the position that it will be handled. That is how you stay positive and live a positive lifestyle. Do not put your head in the sand and pretend that the bank isn't going to foreclose on your house. Acknowledge that you have been warned and then dig your heels deep in the faith that God, the universe, whatever you believe in is going to give you a God size prayer to get you out of your circumstances. God can do for us in an instant what would take us years to accomplish. Trust in him and his ability to get you out of your situation. Now this does not mean, sit back and say, "God take it away", and then go sit on your couch and do nothing to assist in the process. What it means is, believe truly deep down in your soul that your problems will be solved in an instant, and in a huge. Believe that it will happen in a way you did not plan, and continue to make every effort to follow God's path to get you out of your situation. Sitting on the couch could prevent you from meeting the person God had set in your path to get you out of your situation. So be proactive. While you are doing this, wake up every morning and thank The Lord for taking your problems away. Thank him for giving you the new house or the new car. Thank him for the love of your life that he picked for you and is currently sending to you. Always stay in a place of thankfulness.

If you have never been taught to quiet the negative noise that is screaming in your head and trust in your faith, keep working at it. It will get easier. Every time your head says something negative, tell your mind to stop and change the negative talk to positive talk. Your mind says, "I will never make enough money to live in that house." Tell your head to stop it and say instead, "God is shifting things around so I can live in that house. I can't wait to move in." Perception is key. Just because things bad are happening doesn't mean they will stay that way. You have to be able to acknowledge what is starring you in the face and believe in your heart and soul that it is just a detour from the fabulous blessings that are headed your way.

What do you tell yourself to keep from falling int he negative rabbit hole that we are all capable of falling into?

Time to Clean House

There comes a point in your life where you have to look at the people in your inner circle and take inventory. Who are these people that you have welcomed into your world? What are these people all about? Do they share your passion, your views, your sense of humor? What are they here for?

We let people in our lives and allow them to set up shop, but should these people be here? We need to be careful who we let in our inner circle. We need to make sure that the people that our in our lives taking up space are productive in our lives. What do they contribute? Do they contribute anything?

Are the people in our lives negative or positive? Do they value what we value? Do they lift you up or tear you down? If you have people in your life that accept your humanity, then those people need to be honored and kept close. If you have people who do not encourage you to follow your dreams and accomplish your goals despite their view of them, they need to be asked politely to leave.

The type of people in our lives determine what our lives look like. If you are surrounded by negative people, your life will be filled with negativity. However, if you are surrounded by positive, supportive and encouraging people, your life will resemble that. We all need to live more happy and uplifting lives. The people we are around are important to us. We need to be more conscious about who we allow in our inner circle. Love the negative people from a far but do not let them enter your world. This will only bring you down and keep you from growing. Life scissors are important tools to have in our lives. You can not live a happy and healthy life being surrounded by people who do not lift you up and help you to be the best you, you can be.

Politely dismiss them and wish them God's blessings!

Have you taken inventory of your people yet?

My Greatest Aha to Date

I spent a lot of time working on myself. I'm 42 years old. When you turn 40, something changes in your being that makes you look at yourself and life and make changes. At 40, I found myself watching the man I love losing his freedom to his parents, by his choice. I saw myself losing everything I was use to and the man I loved. I also found myself going into homelessness with my five year old. Who and what I was and where my life was headed was not my plan and I had to come to terms with it and make some changes.

I was a very troubled child. I was molested at 6 and emotionally abused at home. I was bullied at school and in my neighborhood. I did not think anyone liked me and I thought my mother didn't love me. I had low self esteem. As an adult, I was strong and determined and well adjusted, I thought, but there were still some things that weren't right about me. I had trusted issues. I did not trust people very easily. Being loved by someone at times was unimaginable. But I have worked through most of this and am still working through it.

Tonight I was watching Oprah's Lifeclass with Bishop TD Jakes and this morning I was watching A New Earth with Oprah and Eckhart Tolle that struck a nerve. The shows brought up a phenomena that has pledged my life for years. I could be out in the world and people I've never met would pick fights with me for no reason. The question that only two really astute people in my life have ever asked is, "Why?" I have never had a reason for this problem. It has always baffled me why certain types of people do this. I've often wondered why bullies still make the attempt to bully me also, even though I no longer tolerate it. Well the answer came to me in both shows all in this one day.

You attract in your life what you feel about yourself inside. I have many emotional scars from my childhood that I am working through. I have realized in this past couple of weeks that my scars go much deeper than I could ever imagine. These scars have effected my relationships with certain people in my life. I strongly believe that I need to work through these scars and get rid of their effects if I ever plan to have a good healthy relationship with my daughter and the man I love. I can not expect my daughter to grow up to be a different child than I was if I do not model the type of child and adult I want her to be. I can not expect my relationship with the man I love to turn out the way I want it to, if I do not find a way to love myself as well as he loves me. If I can not fully receive his love how can I receive the type of relationship I want. You can not receive a great relationship if you are continuously looking over your shoulder waiting for it to end a tragic death. What you put out in the universe is what you will get. My imagination is so get, I put out a lot of stuff that is only real in my head out there, that comes back to bite me in the butt.

I believe that the way to personal growth is to dig deep and discover who you truly are inside. You have to learn to except yourself for who you really are not for who people have always told you you are. Kids use to tell me almost everyday that I was ugly. It took me years to erase that belief and except that I am really a beautiful woman on the outside not just the inside. I have to stop believing sub-consciously what every one has told me my entire life about myself and start believing the truth. It is amazing how difficult it is to believe the truth,
I have to say, but I have to work my hardest to try.

For all of those people out there that find negative patterns repeating in your life over and over again as if the universe hates you, take a look deep inside at what you truly think of you and change it. We all attract to ourselves what we believe about ourselves deep down inside. If you do not believe you deserve a healthy, loving relationship, you will always end up with crappy ones. Deep down inside me, I still am that bullied, unloved little girl who has had countless people abuse her, use her and leave her stranded and alone to fend for herself.

Part of enlightening growth and healing is being honest with yourself about what is going on deep down inside. I am taking a clear, honest look and making changes as I go along. I do this not alone, but with the knowledge that God is carrying me every step of the way.

What are your thoughts?

What if I'm Right!

I have spent my entire life worried about being wrong. I have worried my entire life about being wrong after making a decision. More than being wrong I have been afraid of getting hurt. When I think about this right now, I have to laugh a little bit because I have spent the majority of my life getting hurt. People have hurt me. This is just a fact. Sometimes I got hurt because I made decisions that lead to the pain and other times I just got hurt because people are mean and evil. This has been, I now realize, my greatest fear. I asked my boyfriend once what was his greatest fear. He told me and then returned the question. At first I couldn't think of anything, then I said, "Never getting married and giving birth." As I sit here writing this, I realize that getting hurt has always been my greatest fear and I have lived my life trying to prevent it.

Why is living a life trying to prevent pain a problem? I sit here wondering what would my life have been like, up till this point, had I lived not worrying about pain. I am a woman who believes in facing her fears. I face them everyday. But do I face them with no fear? Ah, in lies the question. Do I face my fears and not worry myself to death about whether I am going to get hurt in the end? Well, I can be honest and tell you that I worry all the time. I live in a constant state of worry. I worry about my parenting skills. Where am I going wrong? This is the ultimate question of my parenting life. Now do not get me wrong, I know I am a fabulous mother. I work really hard at it. What I am not is Perfect. That of course I know is an impossibility but it does not keep me from striving to be as close as I can be. What if he does not love me or hurts. Ooooooo this one has plagued me my entire dating life. In every relationship I have ever been in, my biggest fear has been to give all of myself to someone in love and have them take advantage and break my heart. I have worried and worried and worried over that one for years. I have had my heart broken more than once. I have been in love three times now. Two of the three have broken my heart. Number three is doing a great job of protecting it but I have found that the fear is right underneath the surface. What if I loose everything because of financial decisions? This one is tricky. I can say that for awhile it was homelessness. I've been in that position more than once. I must clarify that I have never lived on the streets. I am way to resourceful to have that happen. I always had somewhere to go, it just was not my own place. Now that has morphed into what if I loose everything? I have lost somethings and strangely I have survived. It stung to know those things were gone but I still lived.

I woke up this morning, after a really good rest, and heard my favorite Sunday sound Oprah and Super Soul Sunday. Oprah was interviewing Brene Brown. She is a shame researcher, who did a TED talk and wrote a number of fabulous books. Her two greatest books were: Daring Greatly and The Gifts of Imperfection. I have read them both and highly recommend them. As I listened to the two ladies talk, I did what I do every Sunday, I began to reflect. One I realized of all the Super Soul Sunday episodes I have seen this one is my favorite. Then I began to think about my habit of worrying about what if I am wrong. I began to think, "What if I am wrong?" What would happen if I were wrong? If I were wrong I would undoubtably experience some pain. OK! I've been there and done that, survived and bought a T-Shirt saying so.....................My mind goes blank. There is nothing there. Hmmmmmmmmmm!!!

What if? What if? What if I'm right? What if I am right about the decisions I am making that could end up bad but I am making them because I am hoping they end up good. What if my thoughts of it ending well are right? What if my visions of a fabulous loving relationship with this man is right? What if my visions of homeschooling and having a child who loves school and succeeds further than anyone ever imagined is right? What if my decision to continue to fight to have the career I believe is the career for me is the right one and I succeed grander than my haters could ever have believed? What if? What if? What if my belief in walking in faith really is the way I should be living my life instead of fearing uncertainty? I absolutely hate uncertainty. I hate not knowing the outcome of things. I hate not having control in my life and the situations around me. I preach about faith often but I fall off the wagon.

WHAT IF I AM RIGHT? What if all the good things I imagine to end up good really will? What if I could allow myself to believe and not allow fear to step in and shake things up for me? My MO is to not allow myself to enjoy the great moments in my life because I am afraid they will disappear the moment I do. I don't allow myself to get excited about things to come because I don't want to be disappointed. What are the outcomes of this habit, you may wonder? Exactly that! My fears turn into reality. Every single time. It never fails me. I was worried about life creating certain issues with my daughter. Those things I worried about became a reality. I worried about my love disappearing because I loved so hard. It became a reality. I worried about homelessness and financial struggles. It became a reality. I worried about loosing contracts and various other career driven issues. They became a reality.

WHAT IF: I actually stop, think, believe and walk through FAITH that all the good things I imagine are mine to imagine? What if I eliminate my fears and trust myself? What if I trust that I imagine good things because I deserve those things and should enjoy the gifts and blessings of our Lord because he has given them to me because he wants me to enjoy them and trust that he gave them to me for my joy and not for my pain? He gave them to me so that I could learn to trust not only him but myself. He gave them to me to learn the lessons of my life and is pushing me to allow myself to enjoy my blessings without fear or doubt of lose. Oh my! If I am right my life would be amazing. My parenting would develop a child who is not only respectful but well balanced and joyful. My love would be the great love that I have always dreamed of. My career would flourish into this amazing career that gives my soul abundance of joy and blesses me with the gift of being able to help others.

What if I believed? What if I had faith? What if I trust? What if I am right? Why continue a path of living in worry and fear? When we die will we look back and think, "Well, at least I didn't get hurt?" or would we look back on our lives and wish we dared to live greatly? I wonder! I am willing to bet that we would look back and wish we lived. Lived the journey and took it all in, the good and the bad. After all that is what living is all about.

What if? What if? 

What are your greatest fears that prevent you from living to dare greatly? Do you live daring greatly?
I want to hear your story.