Sometimes things happen in life that make you question your divinity and that you matter. When that happens, talks and lessons are given that speak to my heart and bring me comfort that I do matter and remind me that all these things will give me needed experience and are part of the plan. Or friends will call out of the blue and we will have a great chat. Or sometimes a friend is in need and by reaching out and forgetting about "me" and giving them comfort brings me peace too. Lastly reading my patriarchal blessing helps me to remember that I am a daughter of divine parents who love me and are an active part in helping me to return with honor.

I often have a skewed look of myself, but when looking at others I try my best to be non judgemental. That means I have to take myself out of a lot of situations and remember that everyone makes mistakes. I find that if I am able to look past mistakes and see the person inside, I can be a better person and I find I make more friends because of it. I can see the princess or prince people can be and I know that if I am there for them that maybe I can be that good example they need to make the changes to recieve the royal blessings they deserve.

I grew up in southern Alberta and my grandpa lived all the way over in New Zealand. One year in a letter I told him for Halloween I was thinking of dressing up as a princess. He wrote back and asked, "Don't you know you ARE a princess?" He told my of my family heritage through lines of Maori chiefs and royalty. Although that's all I remember about the letter, I always remember it as a time that he taught me of my royal heritage as a child of God. I don't have to "dress up" as a princess, my father is the King. No matter what kind of bullying I endured, I knew I did not have to fall victim to it and question my worth. I am the daughter of The King.