Are You Honest With Your Posts?

Restored from the Empower Network archive (2011–2017), lightly edited to meet our current advertising standards. Views are the original author’s.

Are You Honest With Your Posts?

In today’s politically correct society have we lost the art of really being honest?  I know as a beginning blogger I have found some of my posts or comments on by Facebook wall have come with some criticism.  When I read these comments I feel the hairs on the back of my neck start to raise.  Even though I was reading these comments in the privacy of my own office, I felt physically uneasy.  I felt that I was being scolded by some higher authority.

I gave away my power to these unknowns, thinking that they were somehow right and I was wrong.  But really, these comments were their opinions and I could take it or leave it.

 The greatest part of being a blogger and speaking your truth is the ability to find others that are attracted to you by the words that you speak.  If I am not honest with my posts how would I be able to build an online presence with people who like and trust me and what I have to say.

One of the things that have been a block to me being honest in my blogs and knowing what to write,  is the fear that if people really knew who I was by the words I write they wouldn’t like me.  Now logically, I know that people like me.  But emotionally this fear sometimes get the better of me.

Are You Honest With Your Posts?

So I wanted to tell a little story about a seminar that I took many years ago.  There was a group of seminar that I was introduced to by someone I met at a business seminar.  I was at a seminar about selling.  As usual I was in the back of the room trying to be just a fly on the wall.  The instructor was introducing a company that held personal growth seminars that would be instrumental in helping us with sales.  This couple came up to the front of the room to talk about their program.  Now I don’t really remember what they said, but I do remember that the women for some unknown reason scoped me out and as me to come to the front of the room.

I was trying to be a fly on the wall, not someone who was going to be used for their demonstration.  I don’t even remember what she said to me, but I do remember that out of the 50 or so people who were in that room, she picked me.  Yicks!!!!!

It was such a powerful moment that I signed up and took all the seminars that this company had.  Some very powerful emotional events came up in these seminars.  Some that couldn’t have been planned but were so right for me and my personal growth.

One of the many events that happened was an excercie that they did.  Now you have to remember that this was back in the early 1990′s.  These seminars were going on all over the US.  My sister even did some when she was working for the FAA.  Unfortunately, her’s were not as memorable as mind.

Are You Honest With Your Posts?

But to get back to this event, there were about 25-30 people in the group.  The leaders were taking people out one by one.  We were told that there were some terrorist ( remember we are in the 90′s) outside and that they were going to kill us one-by-one.  The people in the room would vote for the person who would go next to their death.  But before the vote they would read a sentence that would describe the person and we would vote for the person who had those characteristics.

As I am rethinking this event some of the things that went on are a little foggy, but I do remember that me and another girl were the last 2 people left .  I was sent out before the other girl.  And the sentence that was rea dabout me was : The person who would be missed the most but would never know it!  Boy, that was powerful.

And as I remember those words and the times that I spend with those people, I remember the power that I had to speak my truth and be honest with the way I live my life.

So for now on I will post with what I think, whether or not someone else thinks that it is polically correct and learn to never give my power away again.

PPS – Want to learn more from my life stories and just need to find out now, just give me a call.  I not really scary like my pit bull.