If you expect a very long life ahead, maybe losing a week is OK …
Every week has to count.
I don’t have weeks to waste.
I can’t excuse myself for not accomplishing what I set out to do.
If you accomplished one fantastic thing this week, what would that look like?
How about focusing on one fantastic thing – just for this this week – something measurable and memorable?
Whether we say it out load or keep it to ourselves, is wholly dependent on whether we’ve changed that internal belief of what that real person we are is made of, capable of and worthy of – not as a one-off aberration, but as our normal self. In other words, if we can’t see ourselves differently, every change is just temporary. We do the flash in the pan and then return to our dreaded, though comfortable/familiar, comfort zone.
Fantastic doesn’t mean leaping off cliffs. Or walk tightropes.
Change means embracing our discomfort zone by doing what we know we are capable of, achieving what we want and dream of. Means we don’t retreat to self-talk-land of our past failings, our ‘I can’t do it’ moments.
We are all better than we ever have been. We are because we can and because we deserve it, we are all better than our bad deeds, failures and mistakes.
If we don’t challenge ourselves on Monday morning, when will we?
Building a new house starts with a blueprint, some goal, some plan …so shouldn’t a new week start with something similar?
One simple premise underpins all this: what we focus on expands.
Depends what we focus on …
written / published from Calgary, AB
morning walk: 14C/57F, sunny, a few clouds – light breeze. Gusta enjoyed rolling on some cool long grass, morning and traffic is humming and my Achilles has my limping again, no doubt a by-product of some lovely golf yesterday ...
For an interesting perspective on choice, check out beliefrepatterning.com It's always better, but not necessarily easy to make choices from the positive side of the line. Lots of good and helpful stuff in the book I find - you have the aptitude and the attitude for it, BP, Calgary, AB
(Or in my case 3 years later) I started to subscribe to your musings more than 5 years ago, then fell off the grid for almost 3 years. You were an inspiration to me then, and now that I'm in a better head space you continue to inspire me. Historically my pattern had been to be out there celebrating and sharing my HAVES. But in my deepest and darkest need, I withdraw and hide. I have not determined yet if it is from shame or the fear of being a burden. Having watched loved ones become I'll and dependent. Having witnessed the impatient whispering and looks of pity directed to these people. These have always been people that I saw as bigger than life, and generous to everyone regardless of their connection. Their gifts had not necessarily been monetary, it was very often their time and words of encouragement. These are people I loved and had I the means, would have done for them what they did for others. I wanted to embrace them and tell them I remembered. And I did. But I always saw that I was one voice. My biggest fear almost to the point of obsession, became; rather a stranger who did not know me, than someone from who had the power to deny me the love they knew I desperately need from them but could never have. I am now in the time of my life where my health is deteriorating rapidly. No one says anything negative but when they stop telling you to keep moving and start telling you to keep you comfortable. ...well, you know. I yearn to go home, but I have been in this country since the age of 7 and this is the only home I know. I have never allowed anyone to get close enough to know the real me. So now that I am at my most vulnerable this is not the time to start. I thank you kind sir. You bring sunshine into my life and I am sure the lives of many people. I thought I should share with you what I've never communicated, and thank you for opening your thoughts and giving me a place to do the same. Give a hug to Gustav. I wanted one of my own so desperately but my allergies prevented it and the ones they call hypoallergenic (if there is such an animal) is not an affordable option. So keep writing and I will continue to live vicariously through you. Enjoy the sun. I am going to my garden to tend my vegetables. Ciao Bella, DW, ?