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#ButFirst!

Good Morning!!

“Happy Thursday! You’re only one day away from being two days away from doing the same work you’re doing right now!”

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Friday Eve

Today I am focusing on choices. I choose peace and joy. I choose love. I choose to give myself the freedom to enjoy peace, joy and love. I openly and with welcoming arms receive them. I am worth love. I create my own joy by staying humble and grateful. I have all I need and I am fulfilled.

#HelloWednesday

“Wednesday: it’s almost, sorta, kinda, close to, just, about nearly the weekend.”

Almost there! Its Wednesday!!
Happy Days!

Good morning! Wednesday already! Time is moving along for sure! Today I visualize my ideal self, confidant and strong. I embrace this image of myself, as my “self!” I am worthy of success, blessings are headed my way! Today I am going to make someone smile and today I expect something wonderful to happen and I am going to have a wonderful fabulous day! So are you!!! Self talk changes the game! Have a great day everyone!!

Wednesdays are like Mondays in the middle of the week!”

– Lee Fox Williams

#Magic

“Magic is believing in yourself; if you can do that, you can make anything happen”

– Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
be you and love yourself
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I love this quote because when you do believe in yourself, you accomplish it! I am worthy of success! I am loved! I am not alone, and it’s not too late! Beautiful things are coming to me, beautiful moments. I am exactly where I am supposed to be and I am on my way!

#Bloganuary

Describe yourself as a tree

If I Were A Tree

The willow is my favorite tree. I grew up near one. It’s the most flexible tree in nature and nothing can break it – no wind, no elements, it can bend and withstand anything

~Pink

I would say a willow and I think Pink says it really well. The strength and resolve of the Willow to survive by bending describes me well enough. Willow has extremely strong and well developed root. It is often larger than the stem. There is more to me than you see, just like the tree. Raindrops that are falling to the ground from the drooping branches of willow resemble tears. That is how weeping willow got its name. I tend to be emotional and cry a lot! Willow’s ability to absorb shock without splintering is why it is still to make cricket bats and stumps. The bark is fibrous and pliable – ideal for making rope. Willow is well-known for its use in making wicker. An overall useful and resourceful tree and I think I am pretty much that as well!!

#Bloganuary

How are you changing the world?

“Children are the living messages we send to a time we will not see.” 

Neil Postman

I change the world with raising honest, compassionate, hard working, ethical and loving children into the world as grown men and woman who are honest, compassionate, hard working, ethical and have hearts that love.

My greatest accomplishment are my children. I have watched them grow into mature adults with great pride.

Myself

#Bloganuary

Write about a dream you remember

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.

Edgar Allan Poe

Any dream I wake up and remember, I will quickly write down. I learned a couple years ago, my strange, wild dreams, dreams that make no sense, they come true. I will write them down so people around me will believe that I did in fact, have a dream I am living out. I don’t understand why I dream like I do and why they come true and there are some lessons I guess I have learned. Listen to myself! Wait! I still don’t listen to myself, my heart, or my gut.

I know there’s not lot of meat here to go by, your probably as bored reading this as I am writing it. I apologize. My head and heart are some other place and I can’t quite get the words to come, or the story to tell.