My vision is to travel the world inspiring and empowering women to recognize their personal power and Divinity. I wish that I could say manifesting my vision has been easy. Quite the contrary, it’s actually been the most challenging thing I’ve ever done next to learning to love myself. Every step of the way, I’ve had to face my greatest opposition – the woman in the mirror. Yes, ME. I’d been the one dreaming the dreams. At the same time, I’ve was the one doubting and sabotaging the manifestation of them.
Ever since I was a child, I’ve wanted to teach. I remember teaching imaginary classes in the bathroom at age 3. As I got older, I would jump at opportunities to hear guest speakers at school or church (especially women). There was something so powerful and purposeful about seeing a woman take ownership of a room. Each time, I heard or saw them share messages or teach lessons, it quickened something in me. It didn’t matter if it was a speech on toilet paper or teen pregnancy. I was inspired and motivated. I wanted to be up there with her; giving the speech. So much so, that I remember how my heart tingled each time I heard public speakers. I would think of how wonderful it would be if I could do what she was doing.
What I know now, is the tingling was my essence responding to the reflection of my future self. The mistake most people make when looking at themselves in a mirror is they judge what they see. Trust me, I was no different. Every time I felt the joy rising from my essence, my ego immediately sounded off all the reasons why I could never be a teacher or a public speaker. I didn’t think I was worthy to stand in front of a group of people and share a message or tell a story or teach a lesson. My self-talk sounded like….You’re not smart enou