It is the story of a young lady, an ordinary lady, or maybe not so ordinary after all. Living each day, with a dream, those that you hear and laugh out loud, literally. Keeping her circle small, believing that she had the power and mind ability to do anything she put her mind to. Let’s call her ‘SuperWoman’.

Life moves on, she grows and begins to discover all that she can do, all that she was capable of, the level of self mastery that she had reached. A good thing? Yes! Definitely! A bad thing? Yes too! What side was hers going to lean on?

It is the apparent difference between her and society that created the bridge. The bridge that forced her to believe she was not good enough for society, I wonder who told her she had to fit in. The bridge that brought her mind back to earth, back to thinking small, back to talking small, back to looking down upon herself, back to focusing on what was wrong with her, back to having the desire of receiving accolades from human beings,back to fearing the lioness within her, back to rejecting herself, back to PLAYING SMALL! She forgets that life is a game. If you don’t play your cards right, you lose. If you let others play for you, you get an embarrassing loss. If you try to play like someone else, hah!, the worst downfall.

But then, something happens. . . Her soul thirsts. Her soul thirsts for who she used to be. Her mind wanders and she’s angry,depressed, frustrated! Losing herself was easy! She looks at herself in the mirror and literally asks herself,”Who are you?” “What happened to you?” “Can you find yourself again?” Her reflection in the mirror was a feeble being, but her reflection within herself was a lioness. Was returning possible? Would her reflections match again?

Four hours of sleep every night, sometimes less. She awakes to seek her creator, He created her so He knows best. She puts on motivational tapes, reads self-help books, but still, something was a miss. At this point, it was urgent. She needed to do something and fast. We can call it the process of a bouncing baby boy taking his first steps. The timing worries his mother but it doesn’t matter. Eventually, he walks,doesn’t he? And later on in life, probably becomes an athlete. 

Here were her dreams, back in her books, back in her mind, back in her blood. Finally, she didn’t need anyone’s approval, only God’s. The toil was over! She was accepting herself. She was loving herself. Her insecurities? Hah!, they were nothing but vague words on her translucent bathroom window. She was willing to push! To go beyond her comfort zones and be the best she can be. She was growing BOLD. She had heard before, that playing small does not serve the world, and what was she here for? To serve the world as commanded by her Savior of course. She was now ready. Ready to get back on her feet again. Ready to run her race again. Ready to inspire again. Ready to make the best wife. Ready to build her strong tiny circle again. Ready to be who she was born to be. THE BOLD WINNER. THE LIONESS! She is back. Back to the game!

So today I ask you, what it limiting you? What have you done about it? What can you share with the world today? What is your story?

#BoldEnough