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Hear Ye! Hear Ye!




Yes, a new endeavor for me - those of you who know me know that I speak..and a hell of a lot to boot - but this is different - I am finally taking some steps towards an idea I've toyed with for the last year or so.....promoting myself as a motivational/public speaker on how to go beyond surviving and towards living rather than existing.

Wow!! That was a mouth full!

Click the link above and see my new site in which I have just created last night into today.

Now, when I look at it I will sometime think to myself..."Just who in the hell do you think you are?"

A year ago that thought would have had me second guessing everything I did...and wanted to do - but now I can answer it..

I am a survivor that knows life will in fact throw curve balls....

In knowing that I also realize I am going to make wrong choices....missteps...yes, I am going to screw up from time to time..

But the difference between yesterday (figuratively - of course) and today is I know how to be kind to myself when that does happen...

I don't beat myself up like I once did...

I can see the lesson in my errors, as well as my accomplishments...

And most importantly....

When I screw up now - I can look in the mirror and appreciate the woman smiling back at me -

A long road indeed has gotten me to this point.

I can remember a time when I thought being a survivor meant you didn't have sad days...you didn't ache with memories of yesterday....and you were able to only see tomorrows and never yesterdays....

Today I know that is not the case...

It's about balance, and loving oneself....forgiving oneself..and appreciating that you, like everyone else on this Earth, is human - perfectly flawed.

It's coming to terms with the demons that have kept you down....

It's knowing that no matter what, YOU CAN BOUNCE BACK STRONGER!!!

Yes, a survivor is still vulnerable to the scars of the past - we just know when and where to place that extra care when it surfaces.........

And then if you find some humor in it all - you know you are living.....

So yes...I do think I have what it takes to be that speaker on the issues that many of us keep hidden from view...

I've done public speaking in the past.......many many times in fact - but it was on things like disability laws in regards to public education....parent's rights...student's rights....the telling of other people's stories and experiences....

Well now it's my turn...

I am in the driver's seat.............

Get ready world...........

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