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Invisible Tiara (Ted A. Richard-Church Point, LA)

This whole world is a pageant!!

We live our lives in a constant state of judgment, which is why so many of us often feel like we just don’t “measure up”.

 “Are we pretty enough?”

“Are we smart enough?”

“Where do we fit in on that scale from one to ten?”

Yes, our life is a pageant, and everyone is trying to win!!!

But why do we allow others to judge us?

Who the heck entered us in this pageant?

They don’t know us?

They don’t know who we are?

All “the judges” know are what they SEE, and that’s only half of who we ARE !!

It seems like we are always trying to win this pageant in which no one ever gets the crown.

Yes, we all WANT the crown!

But why does no one ever GET the crown?

Truth is, anyone can have the crown…

But is it really that important?

Is a little bit of sparkle on your head really worth all the trouble we went through to get it?

We have allowed ourselves to be culturalized into a society in which the basics of our beliefs and the content of our character are constantly being put into question by “judges” who don’t even know us!

If we live our lives based on the judgment of others, then we will always be free from self-expression!

It is when we truly SEE the person in the mirror, and truly LOVE the person in the mirror that we realize that winning “the pageant” STILL doesn’t make us “the winner” in life.

Life truly begins when we refuse to be a contestant in this world’s pageant.

Once we know that we don’t have to win “the pageant” to win “in life” is when we realize the true value of being our best self.

And true success can only be attained when we realize that the only pageant in life is the one that we create for ourselves,

NOT the pageant that we allow others to put us in.

And as we look in the mirror, we can always say, “That tiara looks really great on my head!”

 Even though no one else can see it !!!


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