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Experiences and thoughts based on my everyday life |
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| My first official blog entry here! I am still getting my bearings now that I have decided to take writing a bit more seriously. Please be patient with me as I figure it all out. So here we go... my name is Samantha. Sam for short. I have only very recently started to embrace the shorter version of my name, and it is still only okay for people to use if they ask nicely, and I am already leaning toward liking the person. I have used many names over the years, depending on what I was doing for work at the time. During my days as a radio producer and photographer, I used the name Scarlett. I used Scarlett for so long, it stuck, and I used it in my everyday life for a very long time. I only started using my "government name" when I discovered that my fiancé's daughter is named Scarlet. I thought it would be too confusing for the kids, and his family, if I continued to use Scarlett, so after much deliberation, I made the change back. This caused quite a bit of confusion from others, some of whom did not know that my actual name was not the one they had been referring to me as for years. But they've adapted. My photography business is still under the Scarlett umbrella, and I am not in any particular hurry to change that. So it will stay for now. For so long, having adopted the name Scarlett became a way for me to hide. I wasn't happy as Samantha, and assumed that I could step into the Scarlett persona, and I was safe there. Scarlett was a name that denoted a sense of confidence and charisma, things I thought I lacked as Samantha. Through a lot of therapy, and a stark message from my spirit guides, a message that was delivered by the woman I called my woo-woo guru, who was my reiki healer at the time, and along with my partner's daughter's name being the same, I made the decision to go back to using Samantha exclusively. To say the message from my ancestors was loud and clear is an understatement. They kept sending the message-That's not her name!I was driven to make the correction that would please them, and myself. So here I am. Standing firm in who I am. My name is Samantha. Samantha Marie. My middle name comes from my great grandmother on my dad's side. A strong Sicilian woman built like a brick house, much like that of most of the women in our family. We are nothing if not built from hearty stock. If you'd like to know more, please ask away, because I have a lot to say. |
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