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my newest "self"

Ive been feeling really good lately - healthy and clear-headed....for the most part.  Daily I still struggle with apathy and general laziness, but my inspiration is refreshed when I think about the road ahead.  I am excited for what the future will bring me.

For about 2 years I've followed Mike Dooley's writings - books, articles and "Notes from the Universe/"  He continually drives home the point of "worry NOT about the HOWS."

And whenever I find myself feeling anxious about future matters or when I sit and wonder how something is going to happen - I think about the exact thing I can do at that moment to bring me closer to living the life I am imagining.  Those thoughts usually carry me to the gym, or stick in my head when I feel a devil on my shoulder urging me to "eat the cake."  I've clung heavy to fitness and know that my calling is in this field.  I remain open to all possibilities and have a plethora of plans without current action.  Sometimes that makes me anxious - until I sit back and accept that I am busting my ass every day.  Even if it is taking me a while....and even if I cannot immediately see the results.

I am a business builder and entrepreneur at heart - but I can be highly disorganized with my ideas and plans.  I have too much of everything.  An incorporation....a dozen URLs I own....notebooks full of plans and ideas.....copyrights and trademarks.  I am good at doing a LOT of things....but that makes me scatterbrained sometimes because I want to do it all.

I am confident about what I plan to do...and confident because I am aligning myself through hard work and dedication.  I haven't given up and never will.  I am just working on FULLY getting over my"self" in order to do exactly what my heart was meant to do.



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