The stories we tell ourselves

30 years ago, a women's group asked me what my story was. It was a foreign concept to me, and I didn't know how to answer. Then these women shared "their" stories: again, and again and again in the many years that I knew them. Then, when teaching at a cancer "support" group, I saw, once again, women "sharing" their stories which all began with "I am a cancer survivor".

Are you the story you tell yourself? Do you want that to be the limiting factor of you? Do you want everyone who hears your story to label you as merely a "survivor", a victim of abuse or some trauma or some single event, even if it was heroic or noteworthy? Your body hears your story EVERY time you tell it - or even think it. And... let this sink in... your body remembers everything you say.

Sit down and have a heart to heart with yourself. Your past is just that. While it may be a record of your life experiences, it is a limiting storyline only if you choose it to be.

My story is unfolding moment by moment.