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Ongoing, First published Mar 27, 2013
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, 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 all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others. BE CREATIVE-  My Creativity is one of my most sought-after blessings; Reality hit me the day I opened my mouth to profoundly speak. Expression may be an issue for many, but to me it comes naturally. A*R*T*I*C*U*L*A*T*E means; To express oneself clearly; made up of distinct sounds as speech; I am without a doubt talented and soon the world will see. Value you whatever talents you possess and most definitely put them to use, Exceed everyone's expectations, then they have no choice but to respect you. -Latisha Nicole ( MsTish!)
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