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Mistakes

I was in communication with three women today so total of four women talked about different subjects.  Ages 30 to 60.  Every single one made a mistake and every single one was not ok with making a mistake so I  think we all should practice mantra: It is ok to make mistakes.

Valentine's Story

A lot of people (especially teenagers) are experiencing anxiety around Valentine Day.  When kids are little they make cards for all their classmates and teachers and they get cards from all their classmates and  teachers.  But then Middle School  starts.  No one can make you make cards for all your friends.  Now they have to face the fantasy of the Valantine Day. The movies are there of course.  Look, this person did not believe in Valentine Day but at the end of the movie she got her true love on Valentine evening.  Feel good movies.  By the way I love them.  I love movies with a feel good ending.  For teenages Valentine is another way to feel that they are not loved or accepted.  Will I get a card from someone?  Will my friends give me cards?  I have only one romantic Valentine memory.  Picture this:  We were separated with my husband.  I was sitting feeling very lonely and unloved.  It was heavy snow outside.  Then the car stopped at the end of our driveway.  M

A “show” story

I just finished working on a fundraiser vocal show.  The theme for this event was our global community.  Many students of my school shared their heritage through this show.  It was called “It’s a small world…after all”.    We had music from Russia, France, India, Spain, Germany, etc. Every show or a big event is considered  and is felt as a stress.  Every little thing can be stressful:  from printing the flyers to deciding on the marketing to booking the tickets.  Of course shows are fun and rewarding when they are successful: the thank yous , the smiles, the flowers.  This can be called a pleasant stress. I still have some residue of stress in me and during the dress rehearsal I thought there was no way in the world I would ever let myself believe that I could do a project like that and I told to a couple of my friends that they needed to remind me next year that I was not planning to do it again. However, I did notice several things: I was not as tired as I used to be durin