“YOU ARE ONE DECISION AWAY FROM CHANGING YOUR LIFE.”
It has become cliche but it still rings true. I think that’s why cliches happen: they resonate with so many people it spreads like wildfire.
It doesn’t matter what your day was like yesterday. Maybe you didn’t reach your daily goal, or you forgot your daily goal completely, or maybe you haven’t even set one to forget. Whatever your situation you can create a new one.
I’ve been thinking about the relationship between Desire and Discipline; what we want and what we are willing to sacrifice for it. I am obsessive about the things I want. But the habits I’ve established don’t seem to support them. When I think about habits I also think about Karma. The cause and the effect. The reaping and the sowing. When I don’t get what I want I can trace it to some habit that created this result. My destiny is written between the lines of my habits and routines. If I change the way I think about my life — the approach to every circumstance I encounter — I guarantee the results will change as well. The journey is beginning.
I wrote a few words in my novel today. I didn’t write as many as I would have liked. The words weren’t coming as smooth as I wanted them to. Those are the moments when it is imperative that we believe in ourselves.
I have been speaking affirmations over my life the last couple days. I have been saying “I am a best selling, award winning novelist and poet.” Today I said, “I am a best selling, award winning novelist and poet…BUT NOT TODAY!”
I should have said my usual affirmation, put my head down, and complete my 2,000 word goal for today. I will get them next time.
the strings of my heart are pulled taut as i stare at the terror filled faces of children locked behind cages. separated; torn from all they know for reasons beyond them. who are we? what are we doing? how did we arrive here, at this place? what can be done? what should be said? Patience. Kindness. Love. Compassion. answers hiding in plain sight; questions remain. tears are relentless. trying to claw their way onto my face. but i refuse. my face stays calm and my posture straightens. my forehead is steel. not because i don’t feel — i feel it all. but these children — these families — don’t need our emotion, empty words. they need action.
Commitment. Today hasn’t gone as planned. As a result, writing this post didn’t happen when I wanted it to. But have committed to doing this 100 words every day. The point for me isn’t who is reading; it is about doing what I said I would do and doing my best to keep those commitments.
Sometimes its the promises that we make to ourselves that are the most hurtful when we break them. What if one reason we aren’t successful is because we don’t trust ourselves. We don’t believe ourselves when we say something. If we can’t trust ourselves how can we expect anyone else to trust us.
Preparing to leave and go to work. People ask me if I like my job. I do not. But I am grateful for it.
I am grateful for the opportunity to do and provide for my family. I take pride in working hard. Even though I know it isn’t my purpose there is something impactful about giving your all — doing your best.
One of my favorite books is The 4 Agreements by Don Miguel Ruiz. It is about establishing the agreements or the beliefs we have about ourselves and the world we live in.
One of the agreements is to “Always do your best.” It is simple; it is powerful.
I realize even when I am not the best, when I give my best effort it covers my blemishes.
We are always creating. It is a universal law. We are wired to create. I had a conversation a few weeks back with someone. He had an amazing opportunity on the table and he was so excited. But one day he mentioned he didn’t want to get too excited because he was certain something would happen that would ruin his opportunity. And thats what happened. His opportunity slipped through his fingers.
Our future is being created by our focus. What we focus on becomes what we experience. We are far more powerful then we have been previously led to believe. It is about allowing that power to do what it does in the way we want it to.
Here we are at the end of another Father’s Day. I have enjoyed myself. I woke up and did some reading, watched a part of a movie, and took a wonderful nap. For dinner we had pizza at Mellow Mushroom, one of my favorite places to eat.
I am grateful. Sometimes I think how precarious Life is. It can all change in a blink. A split second all the things we have can be gone. Every moment is precious. Sitting at dinner I took a deep breath and tried to snapshot the moment. Trying to freeze it in time so I can hold it for years to come.
it is the eve before Father’s Day. until recent, i wasn’t concerned with celebrating fatherhood. I wasn’t concerned with celebrating manhood in general. but i see now; we deserve to be celebrated — to be lauded. it is good to be recognized for who we are. this weekend i have been feeling good about being a man, being a father. i still don’t always know what that means. but thats the beauty of life. we are always learning and discovering as we stumble through blockades and trip over obstacles. the process of becoming a father is continuous. ever evolving. changing. and its good.
questions that may not need answers. we live in a era where audience matters. your value, or the value of your product or service, is based on the number of followers it amasses — the number eyeballs it commands.
i submit the value of your product, talent, or service, is determined by the passion you give your craft and the joy you take from it. there is an audacity, an arrogance, writers, and artists of all stripes carry that says, “i create, PERIOD!”
it doesn’t matter who is listening and/or watching…
and it seems to me…
when we grasp this concept, eyeballs can’t keep themselves off us!