Talking in Parenthesis

Ramblings and angst from a mostly stay at home mom

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, 'Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented and fabulous?' Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It is not just in some of us. It is in everyone. And as we let our light shine, we give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others. -Nelson Mandela

Wednesday, March 22, 2006

Bent, Broken and Damaged

I think the last little bit of cool I still had according to Brit is gone. Broken beyond repair. He now thinks I am a HUGE dork as opposed to the minor dork I was before. And what did I do that caused such a cool break down? I danced, not only did I dance but I danced dorky and to a painfully uncool song. What was I dancing to? The theme song from Barney? Pat Boone? Sonny and Cher? Nope worse. Morris Day and the Time. Remember them? They were in Prince's movie Purple Rain. And the song was The Bird and it's dance. Oh well it was bound to happen someday...

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