When I went to my first rally, I met Donna. Donna, the most beautiful, wonderful, spiritual person who had ever come into my life. I instantly fell in love with her, IN love with her. I just didn't figure it out until eight months later. Regardless, I e-mailed her constantly, called her all the time. I want to be around her, in her presence; I wanted to be her. I wanted to be as beautiful, as wonderful, as spiritual. I put her on a pedestal and left her there for years. I quite frankly worshipped the ground that she walked on. At Conference 2002, Peace Be Still, she wrote me a note during the silence. She told me that it was all with in. Everything that I saw in her, that I wanted in her, was in me. I just had to remember, I just had to reach out and grasp it. It took time, but I realized it was true. Donna and I were equals, we always had been.
I am only human. I am only a water bottle holding God goodness within. I don't have all of the answers for you. As a Regi, people begin to put you on a pedestal from day one. They see you up on stage, personifying everything that Y.O.U. praises and they want to be like you. That’s not bad, its part of life. We find someone who we admire and we latch on. I've done it plenty of times, each time coming back to the realization that I cannot look outside of myself, I must look within. You have all of the answers that you need, you just have to find them. You just have to remember.
I am not the same person that you met at Balancing Act. I am new, I am different but I am still Becca. I evolve just as everyone else does. I am going through a period of deep reflection, I've discovered new things about me and I am coming to accept them and learn from them. You can't expect me to always be the same, to always have the answers, to always say the right thing. I am human. I am Rebecca.
I can't be responsible for your feelings or the way you take the words that I say. I am only responsible for myself and I feel like I said nothing wrong or negative. Maybe you feel like you are still in want because you haven't found it yourself. Maybe not. That’s up to you to decide.
I am no God, I am simply soul connected to spirit. So are you. Don't forget.
Take what you want from this, leave what you don't.
Feel Free and Good Bless
Inside of Me
"She sings of song, of passion, of love, of laughter, of anger, of tears, of the pain, of hope, of the glory of the moon and the wind and the rain" Rachel Gaithers
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I really don't know what to say. And that is okay. The one thing I am doing alot right now is....nodding...
So today I had three cups of coffee... I dont really get any caffine Highs... So I was all good... But After my first cup of coffee, I thought it was time to talk to my good friend Uma Thurman. So I talked to her during my second cup of coffee... Just listening to what's going on with her and getting up to date with her life and her kids... And we talked about her being at the top of Oscars worst dress list. So I got another cup of coffee... And I was almost done with it when Uma said... "What I will say is that, I'll always be learning about love. I don't think you ever do stop loving a person. I think you can hate them alittle. But I still love the people I've loved, even if I cross the street to avoid them." And that was it. No good byes. Just that.The last sentence she said "But I still love the people I've loved, even if I cross the street to avoid them." That statement struck me... to where I Needed to write it down. And then I closed the "W" Mag., folded the napkin and stuck it in my back pocket, put the pen I borrowed back in the cup and left the book store. Then I thought... ya know what Steph? It's ok. Everything's gonna be alright. But you are to scared... to freaked out... Your 3rd chakra is all cloged up... thats the area where most of your positive energy flows from... its all cloged up with negative energy... You gotta fix that, and soon. Just remember to breathe." So I took a deep breath in... Very hard to do. It hurt, but I did it anyways. And I let it out slowly. Shaking... still shaking from freaking myself out. And I need to fix that...
::hanging up my red cape beside Becca's::
Becca... I realized something after you left my house today and I read your new post. I feel like we're both hanging up these red capes of ours :). (By the way, I could only post as anonymous because I don't have a Blogger account.)
How does it feel to be Clark Kent? Wait... don't tell me. I want to see for myself when I turn into Clark Kent in a few days. :) I bet it feels great though.
Nevertheless... if you ever do find a need to don that red cape again... just remember that mine is the one on the right, and yours is more red while mine is more pink. :)
Here's to retired superheroes.
Much love to you, my Incredible.
--K.C.
By the way... I found yet another way you have rubbed off on my brother!!! He went out this evening and got me ice cream.
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