misoprostol purchase What is it about new experiences that make you excited? Nervous? Dare I say even fearful? Think back to a time where you were to embark on a new experience. How did you feel? What was it that you got you excited? Were you short of breath? Were your hands sweaty? Did you follow through with the new experience, or did you back out last second?
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buy prednisolone for cats uk However, when all seems lost you hear of an event happening the first day when your classes were supposed to begin again. You attend this new event. Knees knocking and teeth chattering you stand up to speak. Feeling like a deer in the headlights you stammer out your name and a quick sentence of empowering women through dance.
It’s an event that will change your life for the better. It’s a group of women who are all in business for themselves! After you sit down a warm hand comes on your shoulder from a friend who says “Good job. There’s someone I want you to meet.”
This was my new and exciting experience I was embarking on. I took another breath and followed my friend who had grabbed my arm and lead me over to a short woman who had a big teethy smile like me, yet she had a cowboy hat on her head with her black wavy hair coming out from under it.
This woman shook my hand and said “Hi Aime, I know who you are. I’ve been watching you.” I am pretty sure my eyes went as big as saucers and a tear ran down my cheek because she quickly said “Oh! No! Not ‘that’ kind of watching you. Come to my meeting in two days. I want to help you. And I believe the women there will want to help you too.”
Two days later I was at her meeting. I paid the entry fee at the door and went and put down my purse at a table. The woman with the cowboy hat saw me and came over to me almost at a run even. She embraces me in a huge hug and welcomes me. She then says “I want to help you. I want to help you grow and glow.” Tears start streaming down my cheeks. I have never had any one tell me that before. She hugs me again and says “Aime, just smile that awesome smile I know you have, and everything will be just fine.”
This was my first introduction to eWomen Network and to Jo Dibblee. I joined eWomen Network that month with the extra money I made from house sitting. I joined because of Jo.
I went into this new experience with a whole lot of nervousness and even fear. Yet the women (and men) of eWomen Network have embraced me, and want to see me climb higher and are right there cheering me on. Even though Jo Dibblee has passed the torch to leading our chapter I know she is only a message away.
So I invite you to keep truing new things. New experiences. Your guides and femtors/mentors will appear. If I did it. I know you can too. What new experience will you dive into next?