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I would choose to be centered within myself, instead of merely self-centered.
This day I would choose to be one of the “helpers” that someone would look for in their day. I choose to be the daughter of Dave and Gladys, determined, honest, ethical, on time, thinking ahead. When people say “I choose to be me” just exactly who is that? what part of you is it? How do we define ourselves? we all have perceptions of who we think we are but when others look at us- who do they see? What do they feel from us?
I choose to be the person that God created me to be. To set aside my own desires and care for others first
This question is a useful reminder that I have created many stories of myself all believable within each story. In more recent years there’s been a shedding of these, a dropping away. It’s not that I choose to be anything it’s just that the stories don’t spin as much although they do still spin. That’s not something I can force, a deliberate choosing; it is, rather, an emergence.
The most kind I can be; clear minded also; giving what I am able to; humble and grateful in His light and love. All work in progress. Have a lovely day you all out there.
At this very moment in time, I choose to be ME!
Someone who is sober, informed, powerful, and peaceful.
Today I choose to embrace nature which always makes me feel the best that I am.
I agree with you nature is the best place to be.
My resilience class talks about how our identity affects our resilience – or lack of resilience. How negative stereotypes hurt our resilience, for example. One of the students recommended ‘Whistling Vivaldi’ and I’ve just downloaded the sample from Amazon Kindle. I’m working on losing my needy childlike identity.
If all I want is to see Who I really, really am, nothing can stop me from doing so this very moment. But if my plan is to use that blessed vision to buy baskets full of nice feelings or any other goodies, I might as well abandon the very idea of Self-enquiry. I won’t be abandoning my inquiry.
Who I am. Trying for the best version of myself – my true self, my authentic self.
A kind of melancholy
I choose to let it enter my soul. Now that’s the way . I offer my vulnerability at the foot of the Cross, as some of you answered after a past question. It could be worse, as Don Jones said Tuesday and as Debra said, I choose to let faith do its job.
I choose to be my peaceful self.
A happy person.
I choose to be grateful
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