A page ripped out of my thoughts

Watch these video(s) I am referring to here: Bob Proctor and his story There is 4 or 5 parts to it.

If I am supposed to take what Bob Proctor said to heart, then I should really start thinking about belief. I think my own personal band aids or restraints are holding me back. I never actually gave my life and self the personal quality to think about my self in a manner that shed light on the fact that I could be worthy of feeling and having all the things I wanted out of life. Isn't everyone worthy of these things? If they weren't, why would they want them? It couldn't possibly be concocted in our mind if we weren't worthy, but we need to give ourselves a little more credit. We want what we want, but do we believe it should truly be ours or are we wishing? If we are wishing, we are implying that it is a distant dream that is just that: a dream, which means not tangible. But believing means you have the faith to take the next step in saying: I am worthy of what I want, I believe it can be mine and if anyone says otherwise, that is between them and the universal spirit at large.

So how then do we take those restraints off, those bad habits that automatically revert back to: no, can't, shouldn't, never, any negative thoughts and emotions you may have? Here is a prime example. Think about a time when you were growing up. Did you have role models or people you looked up to? Were they anything like you in mind or body no matter your or their age? Probably not.

Me personally, I used to dance as an adolescent and at ages 11 through 14 I danced with a girl who was about two or three years older then me. She was 5'10" and weighted 120 pounds, she was beautiful. She modeled regularly and was even on the very first cover of the now out of publication magazine YM Magazine. I thought she was so beautiful and perfect, it was ridiculous now that I think back. Why? NO CLUE, but I wanted to do, be, look and act just like her. But she was 5'10" and 120 lbs and I was 5'1" and 110 pounds. Granted I weighted less, she was much taller and much more thin then I. She was blonde I was not, she was a model and I was a model student and by no means a model of any caliber. So because I couldn't be, do and act as if I were her what do you think that did to me, especially in the world of dance? I hated myself! It wasn't her fault, IT WAS MY OWN fault. It didn't help she was a model and I was seeing her in ads and thus the cycle of poor body image entered.

What I am trying to say is, if this was you in a similar situation, you now know a piece of you can be recovered from the band aid and restraints you put on yourself. The main thing here is we need to find people to look up to that are similar to us in a non-cosmetic outer way. Or believe that we are what we want to be. But believe in a way that suits our positive side. Like a successful business women who owns her own company, a stellar stay at home mom, a wall street mama etc. We can admire the beauty that is the stick figure gal, the pretty face, the round curves of JLO, Halle Berry or whatever but we must believe in what we see in the mirror and what is on the inside.

Now ask yourself, when was the last time you said something inwardly to yourself that was positive, be it about looks or other? If you can't remember, get to a mirror! Look at yourself and see your beauty (it is like no one else's). Remember your restraints that you put on have to come off. Don't think about anything but what is looking back at you. NOT oh this acne, on these lips are too small etc. See yourself for the first time! Praise and bless every square inch of yourself, be thankful for working parts hehe.

Moral of the story, if you don't believe, the universe wont believe and other people wont believe in whatever it is you want. You are worthy of whatever you want. Now that you know this, it is more important than what you have been taught because you are responsible for your own happiness.

Lo