The bright, beautiful paints were poured onto the plates, and all of the brushes were ready to create! Each GLAM girl had received her blank canvas – with only one instruction. “Paint whatever you would like.” The canvas is yours. Use your imagination. It can be whatever you would like. Enjoy!

While giggles were heard throughout the room and girls chattering about which glittery colors were their favorite and which brushes could be shared, I watched her. While she sat. Her hands folded in her lap. Staring intently at the pallet of colors and the brilliant white canvas. Awaiting for her to start. But instead, she sat. Waiting. Quietly. Not a single movement.

After a few moments, I walked over to this beautiful girl to inquire about her canvas. Was something wrong? Did she not like the colors offered? Was there something I was missing?

“No,” she replied. “I’m afraid.”

“Why?” I asked

“Because I’m afraid that if I start to paint, I’m afraid that I’m going to mess up. I’m going to make a mistake. And it’s not going to be pretty. I won’t like it,” she shared. Her hands folded in her lap. Her head tilted down; she was hesitant to even look me in the eye.

“Beautiful girl, you aren’t going to mess up. And you know how I know?” I asked.

She looked up. With tears in her eyes. And nodded – without words.

“Because it’s yours. It’s your creation. It’s your design. And just like you, this canvas is a masterpiece – and it’s all yours. It is going to be beautiful – just as you. You simply have to begin to dream.”

And there it was.

You have to begin to dream.

I’ve heard these words pouring out of my mouth from girls across all ages – all ethnicities – all cultures – all backgrounds.

Somehow, our precious girls have forgotten to dream.

They have given into this space of believing that they aren’t good enough or pretty enough or smart enough or ____________ (you fill in the blank) enough – to accomplish their dreams.

And how can we truly create the life of our dreams – if we don’t even have a dream?

How can we give hope and passion and ignite fire in their souls – if they don’t believe that they even have the right or permission to dream about their lives?

I watched her. As she listened to those words. You are a Masterpiece – and so is this. You are Loved. You are a Treasure. You can do this! You can dream!

And without a word, she picked up her brush. She began to paint. Fear began to release itself from her heart.

Once again, I was reminded of the heart and mission of Daughters of Worth. Before we can teach her to believe in herself, to love herself, to become a phenomenal community leader, we must first teach her to dream.

And this week, it all began with a blank canvas and a plate full of bright colored paint.

Your life awaits, Beautiful Girl!

Now, Go and Paint!

It’s going to be a Masterpiece! Because you are already one!

It’s going to be Amazing! And I know – Because You are Amazing!

Beautiful Girl, Now Go and Paint!