I realized in early childhood. What I look like. Does not define who I am. My Mother taught me this powerful life lesson. She empowered me to discover and hear my inner voice. The voice unique to me. Like my fingerprints. The voice percolating up from my thoughts, feelings, ideas and most importantly dreams. I realized it fueled my intellect and imagination. I quickly learned it has no limits. It is the source that defines who I am. A connection that moved me from the passenger to the driver’s seat of my life. I was given a great gift! The space and support to be defined from the inside out. I was never told to be more or asked to be less. Thanks Mom!!! It is just that simple. margiesdaughter.com
