The harder I tried to be a copycat the worse I felt. I would hold up the magazines next to my body and sometimes even tear out the pages as inspiration. On more than one occasion I ordered the shoes, the purse and the exact skirt believing I would look and feel just the way that beautiful girl on page 47 seemed to look and feel. I never did. I never even came close. It did not keep me from trying again the very next time I came across the "this one is it" image I wanted to project. It became a cycle of sorts. A hamster wheel to nowhere. I had this idea in my head that people who looked good on the outside had to have incredible lives on the inside of themselves.
Somewhere between being stuck being someone I was not and dreaming about somebody's else I wanted to become I had a discovery moment of truth. Trying so hard to be somebody else, I was not making any room to birth who I was meant to be. Who I was magnificently made to become. Further to the truth, I had no idea who that person was because I was so trying not to be her. I was trapped chasing a figment of my mental invention. And God was going to allow it for as long as I chose it. He saw that by denying my true self I was by default also rejecting his design for my life. It would be up to me to change that course and I did.
And who I discovered I have come to love and admire. I thank God every day for pouring his magic into me, uniquely.
I could be Oprah and wow that would be. I could be Mother Teresa and be her magnificently! I could be Nefertiti for all the world to see.
But while I am busy trying to be that "she" who will be busy becoming magnificent me?
Embrace your truth 2016.