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My Own Manifesto

A few posts ago, I shared The Parenting Manifesto by Brene Brown.  Now it's time to share my own Manifesto.

I wrote this sometime ago, in the Spring, I think.  I wish I had dated it, so I could pinpoint that exact moment when I chose to make my life my own.  I didn't.  I jotted this down one day in Relief Society in the back of my manual.  I don't remember the lesson that provoked these thoughts.  And for time, I forgot that I had even written them down.

But just yesterday, I found them again.  And I cried.  I want so much to live this life.  It's time to take the bull by the horns, to dare greatly, to give myself what I want.

So here it is:

My Own Manifesto

I choose to live by choice and not by chance.
To make changes, not excuses.
To be motivated, never manipulated.
I choose self-esteem, not self-pity.
To be useful, never used.
To excel, not compete.
I choose faith, not fear.
I choose to listen to my own inner voice,
To never give heed to the random opinions and voices of the world.
I choose to act for myself, to not allow others to act on, for or instead of me.
I choose to embrace this life, to love myself.
To know that I am good.  To never doubt that I am enough.






*anyone who was directed to this post in connection with the "I Choose" or "The Choice is Mine" poem, please click here to read my account of what happened between me and that poem.  Many Thanks!

Comments

Anonymous said…
Miranda
I love your manifesto.my son has had it in part on his wall from his young girls. I wanted to use it in a book my daughter is writing and found you when looking for copywrite. Could you send me your email so we could discuss this. I too am Mormon, was fascinated by the story of this when I found the blog.
marionbright@mac.com

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