Friday, August 3, 2018

I like the larger, stronger balls....


Have you ever wondered if you were a person who fidgets? Yeah, me either…until one day:

There was a van full of us, I was driving, we were headed to an event where I had been asked to be the main speaker. Which for me, isn’t strange, however, it was a larger event. This time, for the first time in a long time, I was pretty nervous. I started to wonder why and then it hit me a few days prior to the event.

I was asked to share my experience, strength and hope and yet inside, I didn’t feel as though it was my time to share. For the audience that I had been requested to share in front of was incredibly full of a desire and motivation to live a different way of life and I did not think that I had a message of HOPE to send to them. For everything I had tried, prior to this up and coming business and my two children, seemed to have ‘failed’. What I hadn’t considered and looked at was what I had actually achieved and what I was sharing on was exactly what they were yearning in their lives. I had achieved self-confidence through a loving and spiritual program that allowed me to become the woman I had always wanted to be. The program had given me an opportunity to become a person I had only ever admired. The program had shown me how to gain courage and strength to make it through any obstacle placed in front of me. The life that was so unknown to me, I was now living. Which, if anything happened that night, other than that revelation, is nothing shy of a miracle.

“To live life without knowing who you are or growing into the person you’ve always wanted to become, is a life wasted.” ~LJY

I realized as I was driving, when someone pointed out that I had been messing around with some small balls, or otherwise known as fidgeting, that I may have always done that but in many other unhealthy ways. It started out when I was a baby, trying to find comfort, it came in the form of sucking my thumb.  Then my fidgeting habit changed into nail biting, then onto smoking and so many other horrible forms of fidgeting.  I’m 42 years young and  I have a fidgeting addiction…. Who knew? Probably everyone around me!! I’m always the last to know!!

I went to order the objects that I was fidgeting with, magnetic little 3MM balls…yes, balls. I’m now obsessed with fidgeting balls. Funny, right?? I think it is, especially since this marks the 10th year of being single. However, I have a confession to make … boy I bet your mind is running mad. HA.

I ordered a size to small and weak!!

Do not fret. I have the right size now. Trust me, my larger and stronger balls go everywhere with me now and when they are not near, those around me notice.

Take time to listen to things others point out about you. They are not doing it to harm you. They are your little whispers telling to look inside and learn more about who you are. Instead of always looking at the world as though it is a negative vibe, turn it around into a positive one. For it is through those messages you can become MORE.

Here’s to learning more lessons and living an even fuller life!!! 



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