I'm standing in my kitchen with an open magazine in hand, staring in disbelief at my byline.
I'm in awe of the fact that a publisher had approached my lectern to ask if I could express my point of view in writing.
Though facilitating seminars at professional conferences came naturally to me, I 'see myself' as a speaker, not a writer. As I do not 'see myself' as a writer, I'm awe struck at having inspired this journalist to surmise that her readers might seriously consider thoughts, which had shaped up inside my mind. (Who says everything we think makes sense?)
So here I stand, staring at this first article (which, over time, will have become a column), expressing my sense of awe aloud in the presence of my oldest child.
Upon witnessing my disbelief, this insight pops out of my teen ager's mouth:
Mom, I think everything you've learned to raise my self esteem is rubbing off on to you, too.
Until that moment, I'd not had a clue of having worked to re-model myself!
As minds open and views expand, perceptions may change ...
As minds open and views expand, perceptions may change ...
"Verrry eeen-ter-es-ting!"
(Arte Johnson)
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