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Thursday, April 15, 2010

We are here to overcome our obstacles, learn from them, share them for others to learn from our experiences (not to dwell on them in a negative fashion!) and move on. There’s time for reflection, but the view is always better looking forward.

Who we are, where we are and how we got here are a result of the experiences we have to experience in order to learn how to improve ourselves while we inhabit this world. We have patterns of thinking that we need to re-examine not only so we can identify malicious ways of thinking but so that we can learn from the choices we make and by doing so strengthen our weaknesses so that we can move on to our next lesson. Our search for ourselves begins with the true acceptance of our faults and our patterns and in doing so, we can find forgiveness.

Our pride shouldn’t keep up from sharing the experience with others. If we let our pride keep us from sharing our lessons we cannot contribute to those around us. In sharing the process we are opening ourselves up to further insight for everyone involved. We have people around us who accept us for who we are should we choose to acknowledge them. We’re afraid to be ourselves for fear of losing the acceptance that we have, however tenuous.



About Laura DeLucio Gross

The beauty of the word is the subconscious nature in which it finds it's way upon our lips or past our fingertips. The stroke of our fingers on a pen or a key or the softest breath carried past our lips have such an impact that friends, relatives and strangers can carry such words with them in their minds, to come along with us on a journey into our thoughts. In our darkest hours we must always remember to remain conscious that people have lived and died by words. I am a wife, mother, confidant and friend to many. There are no strangers in my world. Only friends that I have not yet had a chance to know. Sensually minded, self-educated, street wise, natural living, power tool wielding, minimalist mom with transcendental aspirations.
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