Today- Author Unknown

Outside my window, a new day I see, and only I can determine what kind of day it will be.

It can be busy and sunny, laughing and gay, or boring and cold, unhappy and grey. My own state of mind is the determining key, for I am only the person I let myself . . . → Read More: Today- Author Unknown

Do You See Yourself as a Weed when You’re Really a Flower?

Suppose that you’d known for a long time that you were a weed. When you were just a little sprout, before anyone had told you that you were a weed, you’d known something of what flowers feel like; and as you grew, you felt you’d like it better if you were a flower.  But . . . → Read More: Do You See Yourself as a Weed when You’re Really a Flower?