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When all eyes are on you...

So, I have been thinking lately. What do we do when all eyes are on us? Are we more of the person we want to be or less? Are we more agreeable, more willing to help and serve, and more willing to do what we know is right?

And what becomes of us when others are not watching? When we feel like our actions will only be witnessed by a few (if any at all). Are we more willing to compromise our standards, settle for less of ourselves and perhaps even expect less of others?

Living in New York City is an amazing blessing. Surrounded by countless people who are doing amazing things with their lives. Each working hard to "achieve" and accomplish what they feel they are here to do. I love that!
But, it comes with challenges. Being one of millions, it's easy to feel like no one will ever know the life you lead....the choices you make...the amazing person you are destined to become. It's easy to let your light dim and just slip into the shadows.

To be what you were born to be takes sacrifice. Nothing of worth ever comes easy. These words of Henry David Thoreau have inspired me, "If one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams and endeavors to live the life that he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours."

Moving forward, holding tightly to my dreams, and holding fast to the knowledge that God did not bring me this far to fail....xoxo.

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  1. Julie MackJune 17, 2009 at 10:05 AM

    What a great post Zaneta! Good thoughts :)

    xoxo

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  2. Very ZanetaJune 17, 2009 at 11:09 AM

    Thanks, Julie. And thanks for taking the time to comment.

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