tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55413522055058351312012-02-16T06:23:16.152-08:00Coming to the end of my Pupa stage, I am almost ready to take flight. But I am still unsure of my destination. But signposts once invisible are vibrant and foreseen. At this new heightened level of awareness, I am uncovering truth and passion. With you, I will share the miracles I discover during my transformation.Deannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14500155194824964871noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541352205505835131.post-27379502160192265342008-05-09T10:35:00.000-07:002008-05-09T14:55:39.860-07:00I am sure my co-workers think I am "special" because without any notice, they will find my giggles entering their cubicles. It doesn't take much for me to smile. Amidst the chaos, anxiety and pressure, smiling centers me. I will drift out in between keystrokes and think of something funny my daughter did the other day. Quite often she is the source of my smiles. Before I know it, I am not only looking more pleasant but I am also feeling lighter and less stressful. I used to think that a bright smile stems from happiness, but I think genuine happiness can stem from a smile.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5541352205505835131-2737950216019226534?l=bemorethanmeetstheeye.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Deannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14500155194824964871noreply@blogger.com0