My Creed Author Unkown.

"In some way, however small and secret, each of us is a little mad. . . Everyone is lonely at bottom and cries to be understood; but we can never entirely understand someone else, and each of us remains part stranger even to those who love us . . . . It is the weak who are cruel ~ gentleness is to be expected only from the strong . . . . Those who do not know fear are not really brave, for courage is the capacity to confront what can be imagined . . . . You can confront what can be imagined . . . . You can understand better if you look at them ~ no matter how old or impressive they may be ~ as if they are children. For most of us never mature; We simply grow taller . . . . Happiness comes only when we push our brains and hearts to the farthest reaches of which we are capable. . . . . The purpose of life is to matter ~ To count to stand for something, to have it make some difference that we lived at all."


This poem has profound affect on my life as an individual. I find that when I have conflict with others. I am reminded of this poem. I am also reminded about self worth, determination, integrity too. All I want is to be supported, understood, loved, shown some romance in life, given opportunity to help all around me exceed. Things are standing in my way. My self worth has been deteriorating last couple of weeks. Which results in my effectivness as an individual being twarted. I am not turning into a horrible person. I am being in a position of not being understood, changing, evolving and the power taken from me results in my pushing away. I can let go that which inhibits my true will. My Greatest works and redirect those energies to focus truly on success.