From early childhood my words were heard and valued. My Mother told this story often. Always for my benefit. “When I tell my daughter to do something”. She ask. Why Mother? I was launched on my quest for answers. She would listen to me giving serious consideration to my questions. Often, I sensed both her bemusement and frustration. As I asked question after question. Repeatedly saying “why? why? why? Finally, she would say, “Because Y is a crooked letter”. Temporarily satisfied. I wondered off. To contemplate how Y is a crooked letter. My quests for answers. Taught me to seek my own counsel. Hear and value the voice streaming from my thoughts and feeling. Draw my own conclusions. Make sound decisions and problem solve. I mastered the skills of thinking. I became my most trusted advisor. It is just that simple. Thanks Mom!!!
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