The Power of Empowering Words. How to Become a Strong Woman.

A woman sitting and praying at the sunset
If you do not go within, then you go without.
I have already written about my upbringing as a non-believer in Slovakia during the time when it was a Communist country. My parents never mentioned God, due to the very real Communist government-imposed consequences. Between the governmental restrictions and the brainwashing by the Communist school system, I grew up relying solely on discipline, willpower, logic, common sense, academic thinking, and "I'll believe it when I see it." All these attributes had served me very well thus far: I was excelling in school, learning was easy for me, I was accepted into an excellent and hard-to-get-into college, I finished with Honors, and I earned my Degree Diploma. But I also looked down on people who believed in God, and I judged them as being "unsophisticated." I thought to myself, "Why do I need God if I can figure out everything on my own?" 
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Then, I came to the USA. I came here because the President of our College sent me here to get more experience in fitness training, since Communist regulations made it so there were no women's gyms or places where women could go to exercise. With my newfound information and experience from the U.S., we were supposed to roll out a brand-new fitness program for women in Slovakia. However, the plan did not go as it was supposed to, and I ended up walking down Santa Monica Boulevard in California with my two huge suitcases, barely speaking any English, with less than $100 in my wallet...and I didn't know anyone, and I had no idea where I was going to sleep that night.
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My diploma and academic thinking were useless. I didn't see any way out of my situation other than dropping to my knees and praying. I was still skeptical, but I was also very humble. And sure enough, help came (this is another long story). After that, I started opening up to "Maybe there is a God." Someone gave me the book A Return to Love by Marianne Williamson. At first, I was hesitant to read it because I would've never before touched a book containing the word "God."
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However, as I began to read, I started experiencing "strange" things. In some parts of the book, the author described personal experiences from her own spiritual awaking--and I knew two seconds ahead of time what I was about to read. It felt like I already knew which way to turn, left or right, which door to open, which stairs to take. I whispered to myself: "I know this place! I've been here!" I was returning HOME!! There were some parts in which the words and the sentences felt so good, I was crying with joy. I didn't understand this cry, and it felt very foreign to me to be crying from happiness because I typically only cried when someone passed away or because of physical pain (which rarely happened).
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Reading the empowering and spiritual words made a huge shift within me. I wanted to shower myself with all the beautiful words, to feel that joy and His divine power. I finally understood why we were not allowed, in Communism, to read the Bible or any other spiritual books. The government was afraid of peoples' divine power. They wanted us to rely only on our academic thinking and hard work, because they knew we'd be so much more limited without knowledge of God's power. God's power would allow us to have unlimited hope.
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But even more important was my realization that, despite the hard brainwashing, I was still able to re-remember Whose I truly am. I realized that our job here is not to learn (because we already KNOW), but to re-remember WHO we truly are and who everyone else is. 
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I re-remember that I AM Meant to Shine, I AM CEO of My Own Life, and I AM Beautiful...because I AM HIS! 💓
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There is no better or more satisfying feeling than to RETURN HOME!
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If you do not go within, then you go without.
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Love & Light
A woman wearing a blue hoodie with a butterfly design
I Am Beautiful Because I Am HIS

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