Woman must not be awed by that which has been built up around her; she must reverence that woman in her which struggles for expression.
—Margaret Sanger
Let us not stifle ourselves any longer. Let us dare to dream and realize those dreams. Let us dare to take risks, having faith that to advance in any respect implies taking risks. Fortunately, we have the support of the program and one another to cushion the fall, if it should come. But more important, we have one another's example to inspire us as we contemplate our own agenda for self-expression.
Many of us for far too long passively watched others move forward. No longer need we be passive observers, but the familiarity of no action, no choice making, and irresponsibility, makes passivity attractive at times. We must remember responsible choices, for only those make possible our very special contributions.
Not every day do we awaken with the strength needed to "do our part." But the strength will be available just as quickly as we call for it. Alone, we are strugglers; however, we have a ready partnership, and it guarantees us guidance, wisdom, and strength when we ask for it.
I have so much to offer other women. And I need another's example. Every expression of my strength will boost another woman's strength. I will give.
From Each Day a New Beginning: Daily Meditations for Women by Karen Casey © 1982, 1991 by Hazelden Foundation.
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Think of the mornings when you are still half asleep. You get up and open your underpants drawer. The pants with going-bad- elastic is on the top of the pile. You grab those underpants, put them on and go out the door to your life.
And all day long, you have to adjust your underpants.
They slip.
They slide.
The legs crawl up.
The top slides down.
You can feel them, NOT IN THE RIGHT PLACE, shifting around under your clothes.
The expiring elastic is not keeping the underpants in the right spot.
Whenever you get up, you have to pull at something. Or push at something. Or jiggle something
It is time to adjust your underpants!
When you get home, at the end of the day, you throw the underpants in the trash instead of the laundry bin. They have expired for good.
So prepare, all week long, to adjust the underpants of your life.
All week long. Adjust. Adjust. Adjust.
Adjust the underpants of your life.
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