
How do we remember so much stuff? I can't remember half the stuff Lori wants me to get from the store when I go for her. The magic comes from the label. Manufactures put fancy covers on products but I have to read the back of boxes to know what I'm really getting. Often when we label stuff we just remember the associations we gave it the first time we herd of it. So why are you reading this anyway?
Let me see, Arielle is my daughter. Ok, I can go on to say that she is my first daughter. Cool, a nice fancy label. I mean I can't read the back of her boxes to know what she is made of. If I go on from here I can only add more labels and without knowing what she is made of I will only limit what Arielle can mean to me. If I teach Arielle to just label and not see more of what is really there I will only limit her perceptions. In other words, if I teach Arielle to think like me and label things like me she will only have a limited experience in life.
When you label something you limit what it can mean to you. What do you label that creates limits for you? Do you label yourself or others and stop the potential of what you or others can be? What does your box say? Forget that, step outside the box.
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