Old Testament

Write about your first name: its meaning, significance, etymology, etc.

I’m the worker bee

Debra is the shortened version of Deborah. I’m glad I’m shortened as, as a child I thought the longer version was pronounced De-bore-ah, and I didn’t want to be boring.

It originated from the Prophetess Deborah who was the first female judge. Oddly I was once told by someone who didn’t really like me, that I would have made an excellent Barrister as if the other side threw in a curve ball I would be able to turn that round and make it their fault within 5 seconds.

I am very good at that, if it’s true.

In an odd way though I do share a great deal of character with the biblical Deborah. Does a name carry resonance?

Deborah was some 500 years before my Guide Amos, yet both campaigned for justice, and Amos campaigned for more parity between the wealthy and the poor. It seems that the more things change the more they stay the same. They were doing this in BC and we haven’t evolved.

Again, justice, and the fact that billionaires make me nauseous, and the idea of the first trillionaire turns my stomach, suggests I have the right name, and it’s not surprising that Amos is my BFF with the emphasis on forever.

Meaning

Debra/Deborah/Debora means the bee, and that’s how I see myself.

I collect knowledge and information, ideas and inspiration, to help people live happier more positive lives. I try to pollinate better attitudes.

But just like the bee, I share the pollen and leave it to the plants whether they accept it or not.

I’m not trying to change anyone, just to help, support, encourage, in a world where too many people take their strength from diminishing others.

Making someone else smaller doesn’t make you bigger, it makes you pointless.

What is the point of hurting? Of discouraging? Of diminishing? I can’t see it. Watching someone blossom just because they’ve crossed your path is the highest honour I can imagine. It’s humbling and beautiful and amazing, and all about who they really are. All they needed was someone on their side holding out a hand, not wielding an oar to push them under.

That’s not too much to ask.

I had that person and now I am that person. Paying it forward. It was the only real way to thank Keith.

Plus just like the bee, when you find the best pollen, pollinate. There is enough good for all in this world to thrive.

Find your inner buzz today, and if you can’t, work out what’s silencing it.

With love

Deb xx

Published by debdancingstarhawken7

I'm a writer, public speaker, medium, and spiritual thinker. I suffered from acute anxiety from the age of 16 until I was well into my 50s, when I finally found methods that helped me to put it behind me. My struggles led to me exploring life through poetry, then plays, and over a 15 year period I made notes for a self help book which I published in 2015. Details on the book page. Although I am a psychic medium and loved the work, it didn’t feel right for me. It was an utter privilege, but my path was the exploration of what it means to be spirit in the real world and how we can make practical use of those abilities. Nowadays I write, blog, and teach soul-centred living, which is a gentle way of undoing past programming and connecting to your essential self, or soul. If you’re interested email me and we can chat. No pressure, it’s right for you or it’s not and you will know. The groups meet on line so no going out on cold, wet, winter’s evenings. On a personal note, I’m based in the UK. Married with five cats, no children, and four grandchildren, thanks to our inherited daughter, who has gifted us four beautiful little people that bring us such joy. Hope you enjoy the blogs. Deb xx

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