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The Oprah Affect

These last few days, I've been as mesmerized and moved as Oprah has appeared to be, during the beautifully thought out presentation of the effects of the last 25 years of her life. Being praised and applauded over and over again simply because she answered her call to destiny. She stood speechless and humbled. Living her purpose had caused an indomitable ripple affect, a tidal wave of sorts, only incomprehensibly more massive.

On several occasions, she clutched her heart acknowledging that overwhelming emotion welling up inside her. Personally, I think it was God wrapping his arms around her and whispering "this was my vision for you. This is who I always knew you to be." Powerful!

All this got me thinking about my own purpose, power and legacy. No, my stage is no where near the size of Oprah's, but then once upon a time, Oprah's own stage paled in comparison to her stage now. The thing is, I was so moved by her ripple affect that it prompted me to want to cause my own or at least be more purposeful with it. Being a social human being, I know that I have affected some people who have crossed my path, and I also know those times I was most purposeful coincided with the times in my life that I was living with a sense of purpose and power feeding my legacy.

This seems to connect or confirm and connect some, if not all of my previous posts - Understand my power and embrace it, love myself flaws and all, keep it moving forward regardless of the twists and turns my relationships my take, build my bridge (stage) to success with my past failures and don't judge, but allow myself to let my hair down when I need to. I believe I am finally on the right track. I am inspired and have been affected by Oprah.

My mantra, besides me loving myself, is, quoting Tyler Perry as he spoke about Oprah at her celebration
"pushing her destiny to it's boundaries with the wind of God to her back!"
I am ready to finally create the "Ida Affect!"

Nourish Nurture Sustain & Build ~ Mother's Milk







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