originally posted May, 2011. I personally needed to read this...

may you fully realize your dreams in order to allow them all to come true...

~*~

What begins a dream or a desire?

Is it the quest for money, fame or fortune?

The driving force of my dreams comes from the passion for independence. I've always had quite the independent spirit and I would love nothing more than to depend on my own talents and abilities to get me to the top. And in what I do, I want to be the best. So why do I try to excel in areas that are "safe"? I've always excelled in jobs - my 9-5s and I'm well past the point where I've realized that my excelling was a benefit only to my employer, and in the long run not so much to me.

Thus beginning the birth of a desire...the desire to break free of the normal routine that has shaped the lives of so many people; break free of the routine that keeps many people complacent with their lives. Complacency has many consequences which the complacent person may fail to see because my theory is that their personal level of acceptance for their situation adjusts as the situation worsens.

A dream and a desire forces the dreamer to evaluate areas of their life where they may feel complacent and ache for improvement.

My heart aches for success in all aspects of life. I am successful, but my level of success becomes so much more as I get older and wiser. The more I realize how much this world is mine, the more of the world I want.

I want true love
I want passion for the work I do
I want my work to make a difference in the world
I want money! (it is only the root of evil if the person in possession of it is evil to begin with...)
I want to travel freely
I want to nurture the love in my life
I am grateful for my life

I am SO grateful

I am successful
I am loved
I am passionate
I am making a difference
I do travel freely
I have lots of money
I am nurturing and my heart bursts with love for many people

My dreams and desires stretch out of my body and surround my universe and my space drawing great things to me. God is with me, and within me. I can do anything.

Anything.

it's fun....

....to workout with a broken heart. That's all. To me, nothing's been a better reminder that I'm still alive than forcing myself, physically and mentally, through an emotional setback. It's during those times that I have experienced the greatest triumph and have discovered what I am truly made of.

right where you are and always have been and will forever be

this, my darkened path i stroll looking down into the brush, with its edges that feather dust my ankles searching with strain until i flicker a glance at a glimmering edge of the path and know it's really there i cant be concerned with what's ahead it only scares the shit out of me it's like i may negate for myself, a place to step if i dont look down and my feet and soul may fall deep into the river some river i dont know any river a lake an ocean i dont know an abyss or an abysmal fate that will come as quickly as my panic to correct my unfortunate misstep but if i mis-stepped, i'd live with this misstep my sickness and pleas to reverse it would be in vain i'd plunge into something that doesnt smell look taste feel like anything ive ever smelled, seen, tasted and touched before it scares the shit out of me im head rushed into thinking about all the "what-ifs" rising and falling in me, my guts raining like glitter into cob web...

saving my world

I woke up this morning with the intention of getting some cardio out of the way. Instead, I reached for my nail polish on my nightstand, touched up my french manicure and laid in bed for about 45 minutes until I decided it was safe to move around. I ran twice on Monday....and sprinted/lunged yesterday....I figured, unless my goal is to completely lose all muscle in my legs, perhaps I need to slow down. It's like that every time I go through a "seasonal" change - and not season like the weather, but season like another one of life's seasons. I sense the seasons changing. And when that happens, I am a bundle of energy buzzing and bouncing off the walls without the caffeine. Relaxing is hard. I just want to run - I want to paint - I want to be free - I want to inspire - to be inspired - to live and take advantage of all the things that make life great. Where others buckle and fall apart when change occurs, I tend to thrive. I've always been that wa...

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