Ever wonder if you are enough? Do you doubt your spirit will carry you thorough the tough times? Do you need stuff, like new software, a new desk or some other bright shiny thing to succeed in your writing?
I think sometimes we tend to look outside of ourselves for the strength to be what we want to be. When the real strength and gifts lies within us.
I watched a video of children living in conditions that I find deplorable and suffocating. What could be worse than living in a slum built over a landfill? What do you think these children are learning from the experience? It might surprise you.
I don't know about you, but I was blown away by these children, their situation, their reaction to it and how they allowed their creative gifts to soar in spite of what lay before them.
I feel so much can be learned from what's happening in this small village. What do you think?
"There are a thousand excuses for every failure, but never a good reason." Mark Twain
Till next time,
Elizabeth
