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		<title>&#8220;Scandal&#8221; Makes History</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 03 Apr 2012 18:03:34 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Television makes history this week with the premiere of the new ABC series, Scandal. Thirty-seven years after the first hour-long primetime dramatic series with an African-American woman in the lead role aired on television, ABC does it again. In 1974, Teresa &#8230; <a href="https://storiesofstuff.com/2012/04/03/scandal-makes-history/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
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<p>Television makes history this week with the premiere of the new ABC series, <em>Scandal</em>. Thirty-seven years after the first hour-long primetime dramatic series with an African-American woman in the lead role aired on television, ABC does it again. In 1974, Teresa Graves starred as policewoman Christie Love on ABC’s short-lived <em>Get Christie Love</em>. Now the network is moving forward and making history with Shonda Rhimes’ latest drama starring Kerry Washington as DC fixer Olivia Pope. It is the fourth hour-long drama with a black woman in the lead including two cable shows, TNT’s <em>HawthoRNe</em> produced and starring Jada Pinkett Smith and HBO’s <em>The No.1 Ladies’ Detective Agency</em> starring Jill Scott.</p>
<p>When Scandal debuts on April 5, it comes with a few firsts. It will be the first dramatic network television series written and produced by an African-American woman for an African-American woman in the lead role. Another first is the show’s inspiration, Judy Smith, Washington, D.C. crisis communications pro, co-executive producer of the show, and a beautiful living role model. Still, little overshadows that in 2012&#8212;62 years after Ethel Waters starred as the first African-American on network TV in the ABC sitcom <em>Beulah</em>&#8212;too few black women play dramatic leads on television.</p>
<p>TV has neither been generous nor diverse when it comes to casting African-American actresses. In TV history, most roles for black actresses lean towards comedy and away from drama. There seem to be more roles for black women playing the help than playing women who hire them.</p>
<p>Since 1944, when regular network broadcasting began on NBC, the television industry has undergone revolutionary changes. But for African-American actresses, winning roles remains a challenge and too often revolves around the same choices. The advent of cable outlets such as BET, TV One, VH1 and TBS, increased the number, but not necessarily the variety of available roles for black women. Comedy slots are still popular. Reality TV roles rule from <em>Real Housewives of Atlanta</em> to <em>Basketball Wives</em> to shows with women who sing, model, rap or love rappers. Dramatic leads are limited even though unlimited drama defines reality TV.</p>
<p>There have been a few promising moments and roles for black women, mostly as supporting actors in a small number of dramas. Diahann Carroll was the first African-American woman to star in a sitcom, <em>Julia</em>, which debuted on NBC in 1968 and ran for three years. In 1969, two variety shows starred black women: <em>The Leslie Uggams Show </em>that ran less than three months, and <em>The Barbara McNair Show</em>, which aired for three years. African-American women have co-starred in ensemble cast dramas such as <em>Snoops</em>, <em>Brewster Place</em>, <em>Soul Food</em>, <em>The Game</em>, <em>Undercovers</em>, S. Epatha Merkerson in <em>Law and Order</em>, Alfre Woodard in <em>Memphis Beat</em>, and Taraji P. Henson in <em>Person of Interest</em> and more. Some of the most talented black leading women, including Cicely Tyson, Ruby Dee, Debbi Morgan, and Nichelle Nichols, have been limited to leading supporting roles or guests spots on dramas and fantasy adventure dramas. And, of course, there is rare groundbreaking television with Oprah Winfrey and her long-running, successful syndicated talk show as well as all the upcoming possibilities from OWN.</p>
<p>We all know making history does not make a hit TV show. We watch television to be entertained, to lose ourselves in somebody else’s funny, sad or implausible story. Sometimes those stories are about people who look like us, often they are about people we aspire to be or who should be avoiding. Television is a reflection and respite from our daily grind.</p>
<p>Shonda Rhimes with two long-running, successful shows, <em>Grey’s Anatomy</em> and <em>Private Practice</em>, has a track record for producing compelling, well-written dramas. She knows how to capture all the many dimensions of a woman&#8212;complexities and simplicities, strengths and struggles, flaws and feistiness. She gets it. She delivers diverse lead roles for women of all colors.</p>
<p><em>Scandal</em> premieres with a mix of the Shonda Rhimes halo and the glow of Kerry Washington’s stellar acting skills. Together, that combination can change television history by offering a different dimension and revealing an image of black women often visually absent on television and beyond the box. Will viewers tune in to look beyond one-dimensional images of the help, the healers and the heathens and see what leading roles&#8212;and the women in them&#8212;should look like in the 21st century? Will television push past crawling into making history? Another step is in the works. NBC is developing a drama pilot, <em>Notorious</em>, with Meagan Good in the lead role as a detective. Time will tell if history repeats itself only every 37 years or rapidly plays catch up.</p>
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		<title>Worthwhile Day</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 07 Jul 2011 21:26:24 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. &#8211; Ralph Waldo Emerson Prompt:  What is one thing you can do that would make today worthwhile? What’s stopping you from getting started right now?   (Author: Jessica &#8230; <a href="https://storiesofstuff.com/2011/07/07/worthwhile-day/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
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<blockquote><p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;font-weight:300;"><strong><em>Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. &#8211; Ralph Waldo Emerson</em></strong></span></p></blockquote>
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<p>Prompt:  What is one thing you can do that would make today worthwhile? What’s stopping you from getting started right now?   (Author: <a href="http://ralphwaldoemerson.me/jessica-dang" target="_blank">Jessica Dang</a>)</p>
<h1>Free Day</h1>
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" data-medium-file="https://storiesofstuff.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/stacks-of-paper.jpg?w=300" data-large-file="https://storiesofstuff.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/stacks-of-paper.jpg?w=584" class="size-full wp-image-905 " title="Stack of Documents" src="https://storiesofstuff.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/stacks-of-paper.jpg?w=584" alt=""   srcset="https://storiesofstuff.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/stacks-of-paper.jpg?w=327&amp;h=327 327w, https://storiesofstuff.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/stacks-of-paper.jpg?w=654&amp;h=654 654w, https://storiesofstuff.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/stacks-of-paper.jpg?w=150&amp;h=150 150w, https://storiesofstuff.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/stacks-of-paper.jpg?w=300&amp;h=300 300w" sizes="(max-width: 327px) 100vw, 327px" /></a><p id="caption-attachment-905" class="wp-caption-text">Busyness</p></div>
<p>As one who believes in turning activities into actions and who is always busy, taking a free day is one thing that would make today worthwhile to me.  Unlike a vacation, a free day is an unplanned act of doing anything I want from the time I wake up.   It&#8217;s ignoring a schedule.  It&#8217;s breaking out of a routine.  It&#8217;s time for focusing on what matters to me instead of the matters of others.   And it would be worthwhile because I would take it without feelings of guilt or fear of wasting my time.</p>
<p>In a fast world, we lead busy lives.  It&#8217;s evident whether doing good or up to no good. Those with jobs are busy working, those without are busy looking for work and those dangling in the middle are busy worrying about life.   Everyone is busy and much of that busyness is wasting time, waiting for something worthwhile or wishing for someone to make things better.  There are days when I&#8217;m doing a lot, moving constantly and going nowhere.  Is it worthwhile?</p>
<p>For me, one free day is worth more than a hundred busy ones.   A random decision to take a single day to relax&#8212;think, read, discover newness, satisfy a lingering, or plot a future&#8212;is worthwhile.   Do what I want.  No &#8220;to do&#8221; or &#8220;must do&#8221; lists.  No guilty burdens.  When the day ends, close my eyes, go to sleep, wake the next day and have no regrets.   I exhale feeling refreshed.</p>
<p>Yesterday is gone.  Today, the  busy &#8220;haints&#8221; (ghosts) got a hold of me, as old folks say.   I have too much work to do.  Perhaps tomorrow I&#8217;ll take that free day.</p>
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<p style="text-align:left;">Ralph Waldo Emerson&#8217;s entire quote:</p>
<p><span style="font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:large;"><strong>F</strong>inish every day and be done with it.<br />
You have done what you could.<br />
Some blunders and absurdities<br />
no doubt have crept in;<br />
forget them as soon as you can.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:large;"><strong>T</strong>omorrow is a new day;<br />
begin it well and serenely<br />
and with too high a spirit<br />
to be cumbered with<br />
your old nonsense.</span></p>
<p><strong><span style="font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:x-large;">T</span></strong><span style="font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:large;">his day is all that is<br />
good and fair.<br />
It is too dear,<br />
with its hopes and invitations,<br />
to waste a moment on yesterdays.<br />
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		<title>Be You:  Summertime</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 06 Jul 2011 18:18:07 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Prompt:  In one sentence, who are you?  (Author: Elizabeth Presson) Summertime I&#8217;m summertime with my easy flow; sun-touched warmth; shedding skin; and blossoming bouquet cultivated by nature.]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Prompt:  In one sentence, who are you?  (Author: <a href="http://ralphwaldoemerson.me/elizabeth-presson" target="_blank">Elizabeth Presson</a>)</p>
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<h1>Summertime</h1>
<p>I&#8217;m summertime with my easy flow; sun-touched warmth; shedding skin;<br />
and blossoming bouquet cultivated by nature.</p>
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		<title>Number 1 Passion</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 06 Jul 2011 06:22:08 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Prompt:  Number 1 Passion.  What is your #1 passion in life?  Now, imagine what would happen if you incorporated that passion into your life daily.  Write down your passion and keep it close to you.  Remind yourself of it daily, &#8230; <a href="https://storiesofstuff.com/2011/07/06/number-1-passion/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
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<h1><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;font-weight:300;">Prompt:  Number 1 Passion.  What is your #1 passion in life?  Now, imagine what would happen if you incorporated that passion into your life daily.  Write down your passion and keep it close to you.  Remind yourself of it daily, just like brushing your teeth.  (Author: <a href="http://ralphwaldoemerson.me/one-passion" target="_blank">Eric Handler</a>)    </span></h1>
<h1><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;font-weight:300;"><strong>My Passions </strong></span></h1>
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<p>A book is the only place in which you can examine a fragile thought without breaking it, or explore an explosive idea without fear it will go off in your face.  It is one of the few havens remaining where a man&#8217;s mind can get both provocation and privacy.  ~Edward P. Morgan</p></blockquote>
<p>My loves are a precious few.  My passions are many&#8212;people, politics, art, music, and more.  Books are number one on my passion list.   E-books, paperbacks or hardcover, I&#8217;m passionate about every type.</p>
<p>Hidden inside each book, all my other passions can be found.  Books introduce me to distant people and places, teach me about the arts, and encourage me to write.   They expose me to new ideas and ancient thoughts that feed my social activism.   Books play a role in my daily duties.  I turn to them for answers to arguments.  They are a source of solace when needed.  I rely on books to inspire when doubt discourages.</p>
<p>A daily dose of a good book kindles my passions.   Those passions push me to move a million obstacles out of the way of progress.  And they encourage me to move forward when I want to stand still.</p>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 05 Jul 2011 02:30:01 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The world belongs to the energetic. – Ralph Waldo Emerson Prompt: It’s easy to blame our failure to meet our goals or to live our dream lives on a lack of energy, and we don’t always stop to think about &#8230; <a href="https://storiesofstuff.com/2011/07/04/energy-and-flow/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote><p>The world belongs to the energetic. – Ralph Waldo Emerson</p></blockquote>
<p>Prompt: It’s easy to blame our failure to meet our goals or to live our dream lives on a lack of energy, and we don’t always stop to think about the quality of energy in our lives. Yet we can choose to create and manage our own energy flow.</p>
<p>Think of an instance when you’ve been so involved in an activity that you’ve lost track of time, and then identify the passions and energies you were feeding.  Who was there with you?  What were you doing?  What will you do to make time for moments like that one more often? (Author: <a href="http://ralphwaldoemerson.me/energy">Julia E</a>)</p>
<p><strong>Energy and Flow</strong></p>
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<p>Surrounded by books, insightful ideas offered by others, and a desire to do, my energy is ignited.   I was writing a creative proposal when flow overpowered me.  My mind&#8217;s laziness lifted.  Sleepiness receded.  Fireworks began.  My fingers caught fire moving across the keyboard and a stream of thoughts, ideas and concepts poured out and spilled onto the computer screen.   Silence filled the air.   Time fled.   I was floating on flow.   I was in creative mode.</p>
<p>I completed the proposal.   Energy&#8217;s flame flickered out.   Flow seeped away.  Lethargy returned.  My memories of that creative sensation and my work were all that remained.</p>
<p>Energy and flow are illusive.   Where do they come from and where do they go?  They appear suddenly.  Move us to do.  Then disappear as quickly.   There was a time when I waited for energy and flow to show up.   Now, I start with any energy I  have when I need to get things done and keep going until flow catches up.</p>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 04 Jul 2011 18:05:13 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Prompt: If a year from now you weren’t in the profession you’re currently in, what would you be in your wildest dreams? (Author: Ryan Allis) Pursuing Passions My preference is project work. By profession, I do strategic communications. Out of &#8230; <a href="https://storiesofstuff.com/2011/07/04/what-would-you-be/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Prompt: If a year from now you weren’t in the profession you’re currently in, what would you be in your wildest dreams? (Author: <a href="http://ralphwaldoemerson.me/what-would-you-be-by-ryan-allis">Ryan Allis</a>)</p>
<h1>Pursuing Passions</h1>
<p>My preference is project work.  By profession, I do strategic communications.  Out of pleasure, I reconstruct all my professional work into a series of projects.  Why?   Projects have beginnings, middles and endings.  Forever is nonexistent because projects celebrate the concept of completion.  That appeals to me despite my intermittent lapses into procrastination.  Therefore, if I no longer had my current profession, the possibility  of revisiting several latent projects or looking for something new that I need to do would be nirvana.   </p>
<p>There would be advantages. My free will and free time would force me to veer off the known travel route to become a more nomadic entrepreneur.  With a supply of latent projects, I would do something versus nothing.  Out of that something would come the impetus to keep discovering the next steps to get from here to where I&#8217;m headed.  Money concerns may occur, but making something that moves a neighborhood, a needed cause or a new tribe would motivate me to stick with it until the word spreads and the money arrives. </p>
<p>Professions are proven paths.  Passionate purposes are the unknowns worth pursuing.  And passions put the life in living.</p>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 04 Jul 2011 05:07:45 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Prompt: Find something that happened on the day and date you were born. Write about it. Seven Seventeen If you keep on believing, the dreams that you wish will come true. &#8211; Cinderella Seven seventeen, a date with duplicate numbers. &#8230; <a href="https://storiesofstuff.com/2011/07/04/trust30-carries-on/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
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<p>Prompt: Find something that happened on the day and date you were born. Write about it.</p>
<p><strong>Seven Seventeen</strong></p>
<blockquote><p>If you keep on believing, the dreams that you wish will come true. &#8211; Cinderella</p></blockquote>
<p>Seven seventeen, a date with duplicate numbers. My birth date. The middle of summer. Vacation time. But much more. Two events took place on July 17th that leave me wondering, do we become the date we were born?</p>
<p>One hundred fifty days after the rain started, on July 17th, the waters abated and Noah&#8217;s ark rested atop the mountains of Ararat. My grandmother was the first to point it out to me. She read from the Bible, Genesis 8:4: &#8220;And the ark rested in the seventh month, on the seventeenth day of the month, upon the mountains of Ararat.&#8221; &nbsp;Unbelievable to me as a child. &nbsp; Then she said I was blessed and I believed her.</p>
<p>Again, on July 17th, a world changing event took place. &nbsp; Disneyland opened in Anaheim, California. &nbsp; Physically, I have been to Disneyland once in my life, and it didn&#8217;t disappoint. Through the Disney movies, animated characters and fairytales, I&#8217;ve traveled to that fantasyland often in my imagination. &nbsp; There&#8217;s something fun-loving, optimistic and very hopeful about &#8220;wishing upon a star&#8221; and believing that &#8220;dreams can come true.&#8221; &nbsp;As an adult, I still love animated movies due to Disney.</p>
<p>I wonder if Noah viewed seven seventeen as a blessed day or a day when his dreams came true? &nbsp; Centuries later, did Walt Disney believe seven seventeen was a blessed day when he made his dreams come true? &nbsp; I&#8217;ll never know the answer. &nbsp; I do know this. &nbsp;I love the numbers seven seventeen. &nbsp; I love my birth date. &nbsp;&nbsp;Each day that passes, I become more like the day I was born&#8211;blessed and filled with achievable dreams.</p>
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<h1><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;font-weight:300;"><em>I must be myself. I cannot break myself any longer for you, or you. </em>&#8211; Ralph Waldo Emerson</span></h1>
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<p>Prompt:  Think of all the things that are not working in your life.  That job you don’t like, that relationship that’s not working, those friends that annoy you.  Now turn them all on you. Imagine that everything that’s not working in your life, is your fault.  How would you approach it?  What would you work on to change your life to the state that you want it to be?   (Author: <a href="http://ralphwaldoemerson.me/carlos-miceli" target="_blank">Carlos Miceli</a>)</p>
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<h1>The &#8220;F&#8221; Words</h1>
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<blockquote><p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse:collapse;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse:separate;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Words mean more than what is set down on paper.  It takes the human voice to infuse them with shades of deeper meaning.</span>  &#8211;  Maya Angelou</span></span></p></blockquote>
<p>Fault, flaw, failing, foible, or frailty along with a few other four-letter words such as fear, pretty much scare the life out of living, if embraced the wrong way.  Often those &#8220;f&#8221; words are used as negatives, particularly when describing a personality trait, emphasizing a cynical point or lambasting another or oneself.   Whether delivering or getting the word, the usual results are feelings of guilt, anger or despair.  You feel like life is a bummer.</p>
<p>While I hear the words, I listen to my inner voice.  It changes what I hear.  I hear positive negatives.  When I hear fail, I see possibilities for trying again. My voice tells me to fight on. When I hear flaws, I see opportunities to improve myself. I let fear scare me into doing something&#8211;anything&#8211;that reinforces my passions, my causes and my purpose.  Finally, I deflect faults by taking responsibility. I understand responsible living is part fear, part falling down and getting up, a bit of self-reliance, a lot of flexibility and a great deal of adapting to change.</p>
<p>Faith, friends, family, feeling fabulous and fortunate, fun and future are a few of the &#8220;f&#8221; words I favor.  Forget fault.</p>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 30 Jun 2011 13:54:02 +0000</pubDate>
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<h2><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;font-weight:300;">Is it so bad, then, to be misunderstood? Pythagoras was misunderstood, and Socrates, and Jesus, and Luther, and Copernicus, and Galileo, and Newton, and every pure and wise spirit that ever took flesh. To be great is to be misunderstood. – <em>Ralph Waldo Emerson</em></span></h2>
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<p>Prompt:   Mess up your hair. If you are wearing makeup – smudge it. If you have a pair of pants that dont really fit you – put them on. Put on a top that doesn’t go with those pants. Go to your sock drawer. Pull out two socks that don’t match. Different lengths, materials, colors, elasticity.  Now two shoes. You know the drill.  Need to add more?  Ties?  Hair clips? Stick your gut out? I trust you to go further.  Take a picture.  Get ready to post it online.</p>
<p>Are you feeling dread?  Excitement?  Is this not the image you have of yourself?   Write about the fear or the thrill that this raises in you?   Who do you need to look good for and what story does it tell about you?  Or why don’t you care?   (Author: <a href="http://ralphwaldoemerson.me/matthew-stillman" target="_blank">Matthew Stillman</a>)</p>
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<h1>My Image</h1>
<p>Being me is a full-time job.  Distractions abound.  Images of me are drawn from snapshots of times and places.  Friends define me.  Acquaintances categorize me. Employers pigeonhole me.  Family members tell stories about me.   People create images based on their perceptions and experiences, not mine.</p>
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<p>Every photo I take is different.  And every image others have of me differs.  The one that counts is my image of self.  It frees me to sleep at night, work at what I enjoy, contribute to what I believe in and love others as I love myself.  The image I have of myself avoids worrying about what others think of me:  &#8220;She&#8217;s different; she&#8217;s friendly;  she&#8217;s not friendly; she&#8217;s one of us; she&#8217;s quirky.&#8221;</p>
<p>My self-image gives me the freedom to live with my fears, hopes, complexities and dreams.  That&#8217;s the best image designed especially for me.  That&#8217;s the image that tells my story.</p>
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		<title>10 Year Text &#8211; Day 30</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[Speak what you think now in hard words, and tomorrow speak what tomorrow thinks in hard words again, though it contradict every thing you said today. – Ralph Waldo Emerson Prompt:  Imagine your future self, ie, you 10 years from now. &#8230; <a href="https://storiesofstuff.com/2011/06/29/10-year-text-day-30/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote><p><em>Speak what you think now in hard words, and tomorrow speak what tomorrow thinks in hard words again, though it contradict every thing you said today.</em> – Ralph Waldo Emerson</p></blockquote>
<p>Prompt:  Imagine your future self, ie, you 10 years from now.   If he/she were to send you a tweet or text message, 1) what would it say and 2) how would that transform your life or change something you’re doing, thinking, believing or saying today?   (Author: <a href="http://ralphwaldoemerson.me/tia-singh" target="_blank">Tia Singh</a>)</p>
<div style="font-size:.8em;line-height:1.6em;margin:0 0 10px;padding:0;"><a title="Congratulations" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/eduardox/2533079036/"><img class="aligncenter" src="https://i0.wp.com/farm4.static.flickr.com/3081/2533079036_44cb2ce519.jpg" alt="Congratulations by Eduardo!" width="500" height="375" /></a><br />
<span style="margin:0;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/eduardox/2533079036/">Congratulations</a>, a photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/eduardox/">Eduardo!</a> on Flickr.</span></div>
<h1 style="text-align:left;"><strong>Congrats!</strong></h1>
<p style="text-align:left;"><strong></strong>Tweet:  Congrats, U did it!</p>
<p style="text-align:left;">Response:  Thanx.  I love.  I live.  I thrive.  I do.  I&#8217;m touched by an angel.   Still I move.</p>
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<p style="text-align:center;"><span style="color:#0000ff;">Touched by An Angel by Maya Angelou</span></p>
<p style="text-align:center;"><span style="color:#0000ff;">We, unaccustomed to courage</span><br />
<span style="color:#0000ff;"> exiles from delight</span><br />
<span style="color:#0000ff;"> live coiled in shells of loneliness</span><br />
<span style="color:#0000ff;"> until love leaves its high holy temple</span><br />
<span style="color:#0000ff;"> and comes into our sight</span><br />
<span style="color:#0000ff;"> to liberate us into life.</span></p>
<p style="text-align:center;"><span style="color:#0000ff;">Love arrives</span><br />
<span style="color:#0000ff;"> and in its train come ecstasies</span><br />
<span style="color:#0000ff;"> old memories of pleasure</span><br />
<span style="color:#0000ff;"> ancient histories of pain.</span><br />
<span style="color:#0000ff;"> Yet if we are bold,</span><br />
<span style="color:#0000ff;"> love strikes away the chains of fear</span><br />
<span style="color:#0000ff;"> from our souls.</span></p>
<p style="text-align:center;"><span style="color:#0000ff;">We are weaned from our timidity</span><br />
<span style="color:#0000ff;"> In the flush of love&#8217;s light</span><br />
<span style="color:#0000ff;"> we dare be brave</span><br />
<span style="color:#0000ff;"> And suddenly we see</span><br />
<span style="color:#0000ff;"> that love costs all we are</span><br />
<span style="color:#0000ff;"> and will ever be.</span><br />
<span style="color:#0000ff;"> Yet it is only love</span><br />
<span style="color:#0000ff;"> which sets us free.</span></p>
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