In the infinity of life where I am,
all is perfect, whole, and complete.
I am always Divinely protected and guided.
It is safe for me to look within myself.
It is safe for me to look into the past.
It is safe for me to enlarge my viewpoints of life.
I am far more than my personality -- past, present, or future.
I now choose to rise above my personality problems
to recognize the magnificence of my being.
I am totally willing to learn to love myself.
All is well in my world.
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The real problem is: I feel I am not good enough, and there is a lack of self-love.
I am always perfect, always beautiful, and ever changing.
I am doing the best I can with the understanding, awareness and knowledge I have.
As I gain more understanding, awareness and knowledge, then I will do things differently.
There is no reason to get angry in order to clean a room. It is the same thing when I am cleaning my mental house.
Would I really dig into yesterday's garbage to make tonight's meal? Do I dig into old mental garbage to create tomorrow's experiences?
If a thought or belief does not serve me, let it go! There is no written law that says that because I once believed something, I have to continue to believe it forever.
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NEGATIVE MESSAGES FROM MY PARENTS
They always told me that I'm selfish.
My dad looked me up and down like a piece of meat.
My dad criticized my mother's body all the time. She was never skinny enough.
My mother always said, "Money doesn't grow on trees."
My dad said, "The kind of underwear a girl wears is the kind of woman she is."
They never told me that they were proud of me.
"Keesha, you always have to walk the line. See just how much like the "world" you can be."
I said that I wanted to be a professional photographer. My dad laughed and said, "You can do better than that."
They always told me that I needed to put others first and myself last. If I wanted to be happy, then I needed to put others first.
They didn't have to say anything about relationships. All I had to do was watch theirs, and I knew that a man will only love you if you have a perfect body. All wives do is bitch at and nag their husbands. If a man doesn't get it from his wife, he'll go somewhere else to get it.
I never met up to their standards. I was never good enough.
"Keesha, it is your responsibility to dress modestly, so that you don't temp a man to lust after you."
The man is the head of the home. Wives must submit to their husbands.
In order to be a "good Christian", you have to go to church whenever the doors are open. You have to read your Bible and pray every single day.
My mother would always scold me when I'd spend money on myself. She'd tell me that I was wasting my money, and that I should be more responsible.
I was never taught to be an individual. I was taught to be dependent on a man. "Go ask your father." "Go ask your father."
I was taught that if you don't say thank you and tell someone how much you appreciate what they've done for you, that you're ungrateful.
In a way, I was taught to hide my talents, because no one wants to hear racket. "Keesha, play quieter. You're making too much racket."
My mother hated my aunt because she "thought" my aunt was smarter than her. My mother "felt" inferior to her, so she couldn't stand her.
I was terrified to make a mistake or to fail, because I would either get spanked as a child, grounded as I got older, or worse yet, daddy would shut me out for weeks at a time!
Nobody ever just talked issues out or discussed things in a civil manner . . . everyone always screamed and yelled and blew up about the issues.
Daddy was always right. Period.
Daddy got the best of everything. We weren't aloud to have the things daddy had. We felt lucky and privileged if he shared with us.
Daddy cared more about his toys than he did about our safety. If we wrecked a snowmobile, he only cared about the damage that was done to it . . . not us!
I learned from my father that I cannot trust men. Men only want one thing from a woman. And he will use and abuse her for HIS pleasure.
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NEGATIVE MESSAGES FROM OTHER PEOPLE
My grandma told me once that I was a show off.
A church member told me that I think I'm better than everyone else.
My grandpa would always say, "How are you?" If I said, "Pretty good." He'd say, "You ain't pretty and you ain't good."
It was either my dad or my grandpa who would ask the trick question. "Do you think you're pretty?" If I answered "yes", then I was being vain and arrogant. If I answered "no", then I was obviously lying and trying to be humble, because I "knew" that I was pretty. And also, if I said "no", then I was saying that God made a mistake.
I was taught one religion. And if I don't live my life according to what "that" religion believes, then I will go to hell.
My uncle always flirted with me and would say inappropriate things to me about my body. So again I learned that a man only wants a woman with a perfect body.
The physical part of a person, mostly women, is the most important thing!
The religion that I was brought up in portrayed God as a mean, angry God. A God that is out to get you. He was not very nice. And definitely not loving.
I watched my family judge and criticize people every single day.
My aunt would always tell me that I needed to dress modestly and not draw attention to myself in an ungodly, worldly way.
Actually, I think everyone in my dad's family, except for my uncle maybe, at one time or another told me that I needed to dress more modestly and that I was responsible for not causing men to be tempted to lust.
My grandma always said, "Children are to be seen and not heard."
She would always tell me to act like a lady. As if it wasn't okay for me to be me.
My sister never wanted me hanging out with her and her friends. She always made me feel like I was too little and definitely not wanted. She would get angry if her friends liked me. I always felt like her friends were more important than I was.
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I base my life script on my early messages.
Blame is one of the surest ways to stay in a problem. In blaming another, I give away my power.
The past cannot be changed. The future is shaped by my current thinking.
It is imperative for my freedom to understand that my parents were doing the best they could with the understanding, awareness, and knowledge they had.
Whenever I blame someone else, I am not taking responsibility for myself.
Those people who did all those terrible things to me were just as frightened and scared as I am. They felt the same helplessness as I do. The only things they could possibly teach me are what they had been taught.
Understanding brings compassion. I need this knowledge for my own freedom. I can't free myself until I free them. I can't forgive myself until I forgive them.
If I demand perfection from them, I will demand perfection from myself, and I will be miserable my whole life.
I chose my parents. The parents I picked this time around are the perfect couple who are "experts" in what I have chosen to learn.
I am on an endless journey through eternity.
I come to this planet to learn particular lessons that are necessary for my spiritual evolution.
all is perfect, whole, and complete.
I am always Divinely protected and guided.
It is safe for me to look within myself.
It is safe for me to look into the past.
It is safe for me to enlarge my viewpoints of life.
I am far more than my personality -- past, present, or future.
I now choose to rise above my personality problems
to recognize the magnificence of my being.
I am totally willing to learn to love myself.
All is well in my world.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
The real problem is: I feel I am not good enough, and there is a lack of self-love.
I am always perfect, always beautiful, and ever changing.
I am doing the best I can with the understanding, awareness and knowledge I have.
As I gain more understanding, awareness and knowledge, then I will do things differently.
There is no reason to get angry in order to clean a room. It is the same thing when I am cleaning my mental house.
Would I really dig into yesterday's garbage to make tonight's meal? Do I dig into old mental garbage to create tomorrow's experiences?
If a thought or belief does not serve me, let it go! There is no written law that says that because I once believed something, I have to continue to believe it forever.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
NEGATIVE MESSAGES FROM MY PARENTS
They always told me that I'm selfish.
My dad looked me up and down like a piece of meat.
My dad criticized my mother's body all the time. She was never skinny enough.
My mother always said, "Money doesn't grow on trees."
My dad said, "The kind of underwear a girl wears is the kind of woman she is."
They never told me that they were proud of me.
"Keesha, you always have to walk the line. See just how much like the "world" you can be."
I said that I wanted to be a professional photographer. My dad laughed and said, "You can do better than that."
They always told me that I needed to put others first and myself last. If I wanted to be happy, then I needed to put others first.
They didn't have to say anything about relationships. All I had to do was watch theirs, and I knew that a man will only love you if you have a perfect body. All wives do is bitch at and nag their husbands. If a man doesn't get it from his wife, he'll go somewhere else to get it.
I never met up to their standards. I was never good enough.
"Keesha, it is your responsibility to dress modestly, so that you don't temp a man to lust after you."
The man is the head of the home. Wives must submit to their husbands.
In order to be a "good Christian", you have to go to church whenever the doors are open. You have to read your Bible and pray every single day.
My mother would always scold me when I'd spend money on myself. She'd tell me that I was wasting my money, and that I should be more responsible.
I was never taught to be an individual. I was taught to be dependent on a man. "Go ask your father." "Go ask your father."
I was taught that if you don't say thank you and tell someone how much you appreciate what they've done for you, that you're ungrateful.
In a way, I was taught to hide my talents, because no one wants to hear racket. "Keesha, play quieter. You're making too much racket."
My mother hated my aunt because she "thought" my aunt was smarter than her. My mother "felt" inferior to her, so she couldn't stand her.
I was terrified to make a mistake or to fail, because I would either get spanked as a child, grounded as I got older, or worse yet, daddy would shut me out for weeks at a time!
Nobody ever just talked issues out or discussed things in a civil manner . . . everyone always screamed and yelled and blew up about the issues.
Daddy was always right. Period.
Daddy got the best of everything. We weren't aloud to have the things daddy had. We felt lucky and privileged if he shared with us.
Daddy cared more about his toys than he did about our safety. If we wrecked a snowmobile, he only cared about the damage that was done to it . . . not us!
I learned from my father that I cannot trust men. Men only want one thing from a woman. And he will use and abuse her for HIS pleasure.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
NEGATIVE MESSAGES FROM OTHER PEOPLE
My grandma told me once that I was a show off.
A church member told me that I think I'm better than everyone else.
My grandpa would always say, "How are you?" If I said, "Pretty good." He'd say, "You ain't pretty and you ain't good."
It was either my dad or my grandpa who would ask the trick question. "Do you think you're pretty?" If I answered "yes", then I was being vain and arrogant. If I answered "no", then I was obviously lying and trying to be humble, because I "knew" that I was pretty. And also, if I said "no", then I was saying that God made a mistake.
I was taught one religion. And if I don't live my life according to what "that" religion believes, then I will go to hell.
My uncle always flirted with me and would say inappropriate things to me about my body. So again I learned that a man only wants a woman with a perfect body.
The physical part of a person, mostly women, is the most important thing!
The religion that I was brought up in portrayed God as a mean, angry God. A God that is out to get you. He was not very nice. And definitely not loving.
I watched my family judge and criticize people every single day.
My aunt would always tell me that I needed to dress modestly and not draw attention to myself in an ungodly, worldly way.
Actually, I think everyone in my dad's family, except for my uncle maybe, at one time or another told me that I needed to dress more modestly and that I was responsible for not causing men to be tempted to lust.
My grandma always said, "Children are to be seen and not heard."
She would always tell me to act like a lady. As if it wasn't okay for me to be me.
My sister never wanted me hanging out with her and her friends. She always made me feel like I was too little and definitely not wanted. She would get angry if her friends liked me. I always felt like her friends were more important than I was.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
I base my life script on my early messages.
Blame is one of the surest ways to stay in a problem. In blaming another, I give away my power.
The past cannot be changed. The future is shaped by my current thinking.
It is imperative for my freedom to understand that my parents were doing the best they could with the understanding, awareness, and knowledge they had.
Whenever I blame someone else, I am not taking responsibility for myself.
Those people who did all those terrible things to me were just as frightened and scared as I am. They felt the same helplessness as I do. The only things they could possibly teach me are what they had been taught.
Understanding brings compassion. I need this knowledge for my own freedom. I can't free myself until I free them. I can't forgive myself until I forgive them.
If I demand perfection from them, I will demand perfection from myself, and I will be miserable my whole life.
I chose my parents. The parents I picked this time around are the perfect couple who are "experts" in what I have chosen to learn.
I am on an endless journey through eternity.
I come to this planet to learn particular lessons that are necessary for my spiritual evolution.
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