For me, becoming isn’t about arriving somewhere or achieving a certain aim. I see it instead as forward motion, a means of evolving, a way to reach continuously toward a better self. The journey doesn’t end.
If you don’t get out there and define yourself, you’ll be quickly and inaccurately defined by others.
Your story is what you have, what you will always have. It is something to own.
Here are only three passages of this lovely book, so many to choose from.
It’s an easy reading, and what impressed me is the simplicity of it. Her words feel like she is having a cup of tea in my kitchen telling me her stories.
I was thought if I could choose authors to have a dinner with, I’d pick Virginia Woolf and Emily Dickinson, two strong women, each one fighting their own battles, one in the 1800s, another in the 1900s. Now for sure, I’m adding Michelle Obama to the list to represent the 2000s. It would be a wonderful dinner.
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