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. I mastered the skills of thinking. I became my most trusted advisor. It is just that simple. Thanks Mom!!!
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