I have never really felt like I was in love with myself. There is a self hate that I have always held on to. I have rarely done enough to feel worthy of appreciating myself. I have beat myself up far too often. I have cluttered my ideas with doubt. I have chained my dreams with discouragement. I have chosen the conservative routes. I have feared with more intensity than trust. That is changing. I am hardening my values and softening my heart. I am recognizing the beauty in most situations and accepting that perception can be a powerful ingredient to prosperity.
I am on the move!
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There is a part of the Chicano culture that is ruthless. Even the slightest social struggle creates opportunity for deviance. My family wa... -
Part 1 ” Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother’s eye and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye?” -Matthew 7:3 ...
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I find that when I create animosity it thrives in me. I think maturity allows me to process animosity in my thoughts, actions, and memories...
