Inspiration

Jump at the Sun and Reach for the (Pie in the) Sky

Posted by on Nov 26, 2012 in Inspiration, Photography, Travel | 70 comments

zora neale hurston inspiration

 

For the most part, I am a feet-on-the-ground and Thanksgiving-at-home kind of girl, but I have to admit that opportunities can arise that call for some “jumping at the sun” time.

 

 

stretching comfort zone

This is a little too close to the sun if you ask me.

That’s some of my family at the Grand Canyon.  We broke from our routines and typical Thanksgiving traditions and flew with my husband’s family to Las Vegas.

From there we took a day trip to the canyon.

 

jump for joy vacation

 Jumping at the sun.

uplifting moment

 

We all had a fun, and very uplifting time.

 

vegas flight linez

Expanding comfort zones on the Las Vegas zip line.

 

Yeah, that’s me up there.  Totally exhilarating.

Okay, so I have to admit that as I stepped on that platform, I considered the expertise of the kids trussing me up like a turkey and hooking me to that line, but I put that fear aside.  And I’d do it again.

Comfort zone . . . what’s that?  Waistbands weren’t the only things stretched this Thanksgiving holiday.

Although there was plenty of that too.

las vegas skylofts

Finding pie in the sky is a tasty bonus.

 

Okay so I missed my usual Thanksgiving festivities like the parade and my mom’s turnip mashed potatoes.  And leaping from a platform that’s almost 7o feet in the air?  Well, that was a stretch for me (if you don’t believe me, check out my post on flying).

But, new experiences offer growth, confidence and in the case of a writer, research!  Plus, new stuff can offer a deeper appreciation for your regular routine and traditions.

Of course, some new things aren’t difficult at all . . .

vegas luxury

That’s a TV and a bath tub.  Together.  What?

I hope you get the chance to try something new and awesome this week!

 

karen ravn motivation

 

What new opportunities are within your reach?  Do you struggle with stretching your comfort zone?  Have you ever been to the Grand Canyon, or on a zip line?  

Tell me, I love it when you comment!

Have a great week!

Coleen Patrick

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NaNoWriMo Inspiration: Life is for Enjoying

Posted by on Nov 5, 2012 in Inspiration, Writing | 60 comments

 

enjoy the little things

 

It’s National Novel Writing Month and I’m participating again.  It’s so exciting starting a brand new project.

Although, I have to admit, I’ve never juggled this many writing projects at one time.  I’m thinking about buying brand new outfits–one for each story.  Then I could just change wardrobe when I open a different Word document (I assume my brain will make the transition as well).

Totally makes sense, right?

Even without the new outfits, I’m having fun.  This NaNoWriMo quote sums it up for me:

 

“Thirty days and nights of literary abandon”

national novel writing month

November 1st-30th

Literary abandon.  For me that means locking my inner editor in the tool shed outside–and really enjoying the fun of just making something up.

Last year I blogged about my NaNoWriMo inspiration–about how my brother inspired me to not only pursue my writing, but really enjoy my life.  The information still applies. :)  So here’s that post.

Life is for Enjoying

I first heard about NaNoWriMo five years ago, and used the general principles to write my first middle grade story.  I’d been filling notebooks with stories for years, but I did it strictly for the fun of it.  But I wanted to do more, and NaNo seemed like the perfect way to launch that spark.  So I started writing with more of a purpose.  The only person I told at the time (other than my husband) was my brother.  I remember him being fascinated by the idea of writing a thousand plus words a day.  He was a creative type–he drew, wrote, cooked (even went to culinary school), so he was the perfect person to understand the need to do a writing marathon in a month.

When I finished that first draft, I put it away to read it at a later date with fresh eyes.  Then, when the time came to go back to it, I decided I didn’t really want to write.  So I went out and got a job, leaving the story behind.

I was afraid.  Afraid to read the rough draft.  Afraid of what it would mean to move forward with my writing.  So I went about life and work without it.

And then a couple of months later, my brother died.

It was sudden–a brain aneurysm.  He was 31.

My brother was so funny.  He did the best Chewbacca impression ever.  He was also incredibly kind.  Maybe it’s the sharp finality of death that smooths away the rough edges of a life, but I truly can’t remember him ever being anything but nice to me.

But I think he was hard on himself.  He had unrealized dreams.  He had physical obstacles, like when he stopped working in restaurants because he couldn’t be on his feet for that many hours (he battled Type 1 diabetes starting from the age of 11).  But I think maybe some of his biggest struggles were more internal.  He got bogged down by dark moments, the kind that show up to shadow your plans and leave you filled with self-doubt and fear.

I know that fear.  I think we all do.

I have one of my brother’s journals.  In it there’s the beginnings of a story, some sketches, and some personal notes he wrote to himself.  One of those notes stays with me:

“Write damn you! Write! Anything, something, Please!”

My first instinct is to feel sad at that personal plea to his self, but then I realize that goes against what he wrote.  Because he didn’t want to get stuck in those paralyzing fears.

In fact the first line in the journal he wrote is: “Life is for enjoying.”

I remember my aunt said at his funeral that she was sad because she couldn’t learn anything more from him and I get that because I would love to know what he would have thought of the LOST finale (our last conversation happened to be about the beginning episodes of season three and the oh so random subject of peanut butter).  I also am curious what his thoughts would be regarding Twitter, the Kindle or his take on the whole new world of publishing.  I would love to hear his opinion on all of this crazy writing stuff I’ve been pursuing. Plus I wonder if he too would be blogging, putting his writing and drawings out there. Tweeting.

 

go for your dreams

My brother Daniel 

But then again I know now, five years later, that I am still learning from him.

I am learning not to be afraid.  I am learning not to worry about regret.

And I am learning to enjoy my life, from random peanut butter moments to marathon writing months.

What are you enjoying this week?  Are you participating in any of the creative marathons this month?  Do you think I need to go shopping to keep my writing projects straight?

Have a great week!

Coleen Patrick

 

 

 

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Literary Hobnobbing: Let Yourself (and Your Dreams) be Seen

Posted by on Oct 15, 2012 in Inspiration, Writing | 52 comments

vulnerability quotation

I used to say I wanted to be a writer when I was a kid.  Out loud.

I even brought my stories to school for my fourth grade teacher to critique.  I proudly wore, then displayed the button she gave me.  I still have it.

put your dreams out there

My kid badge of courage.

 

Sometime after high school, that courage deflated a bit.  I still wrote, but I filed it all away in a large Rubbermaid container.

Part of it was a lack of direction.  Part of it was fear.

edgar allan poe dreams

Because it takes courage to put yourself out there–whether you are making new friends, trying something new, or setting goals toward your dreams.  Maybe you hesitate, fill in all the unknown factors with worry, or maybe you paralyze yourself with fear, imagining your hopes floating unattached, like the fluffy bits from a dandelion.

What happens when you put it all out there?

Sure, there are scary things, like rejection.

But, you also leave room for opportunity.

This past week I got the chance to be a literary judge for a local elementary school’s PTA Reflections program.  They were looking for a writer.  My dandelion bits made their rounds (thank you Andrea!), and they asked me.

The writer.

I don’t think it had anything to do with my once upon a time literary connections.

literary connections

Hobnobbing with Babar in the 80s.

 

The opportunity presented itself because I put myself out there.

put your dreams out there

Ask the barista at Starbucks to write your dream on your next cup.  I dare you. :)

 

It’s not always easy to be open, but YAY for new opportunities!

But wait–what does a children’s literary judge wear?

Something classic, maybe Suess-ian or Potter-esque?

children's literary characters

 

Or, perhaps someone more inspired, more representative of Life and the Great Quest . . .

 

finding courage and wally

I found Waldo.  In my own backyard. 

 

Then I settled down to read the reflections of future artists.  The theme this year is Magic of a Moment.

creativity and courage of childhood

Reading the stories and poems reminded me how much courage abounds in the young.

So, of course, I carefully swept the “magic of a moment” essence off those papers with my unicorn tail hair brush.  That sort of pixie dust is akin to the Fountain of Youth.

So if you’re looking to reclaim some of that gutsy kid attitude, I’ve left some on a dandelion in the Jungle of Nool.

Waldo will lead the way.

What are you mustering courage for this week?  Are you more of a TRUTH, or DARE person?  If you could dress up as any literary character, who would you be?

Let me know in the comments! :)

Coleen Patrick

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Photography Inspiration: The World is Full of Magic

Posted by on Oct 3, 2012 in Inspiration, Photography | 67 comments

 

tel aviv tree israel

Nighttime at Rabin Square

Tel Aviv, Israel

 

I get inspired looking at photography.  However, I wilt at the thought of shutter speeds, exposure, and focal lengths.  I haven’t allocated brain space to understand the technical aspects of photography.  Yet.

For now, I am content to stick with my point and shoot camera and look at other people’s oh so pretty pictures.

My husband took this photograph in Israel–at night.  I love the contrast between the dark sky and the red tree.

It makes me think how often there are times in life when the darkness can seem overwhelming or scary–when our worries cloak hope and possibility.

And this photo reminds me that the color and light are still there . . .

whether or not we see it.

perception quote

Are you handy with a camera?  What does this photograph make you think about?

Have a great week!

Coleen Patrick

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Finding the Amazing in Your Extreme Routine

Posted by on Sep 24, 2012 in Inspiration, Life | 54 comments

quote adventure habit

 

A couple of weeks ago I went to a concert with my daughter.  We sang, we danced and then came the deep thoughts.

I know, uh oh.  But this time it wasn’t me and my tendency to over think and ruminate.  It was this guy:

 

lead singer the fray

Meet Isaac Slade, lead singer of The Fray, or well, his ear (and his deep thinking brain).

 

So Mr. Deep Thinker mentioned something that got me reaching for my phone to text myself.  He talked about how he used to work in a coffee shop and how his life became a series of two-minute coffee-making intervals.  Every day he did the same things over and over.

Extreme routine.  We all know it.

And routines can be detrimental to not only enjoying life, but inspiration and creativity.  Except he forced himself to look between those espresso and latte intervals.  He searched for meaning and wrote songs about that space, because no matter how extreme our routine, no matter how identical each day may seem . . .

Today will never happen again.

You wake up and drink coffee.

Go to work or school.

Shop for groceries.

Hug your loved ones.

Talk to friends.

Watch TV.

Check Facebook.

Exercise.

Maybe it feels a lot like yesterday (and the day before), but it’s TODAY and unless you have a Marty McFly connection, there will never be another today.

Even hugging our loved ones, it can be so easy to forget the significance, the intimacy, the connection.

And I’m inclined to forget about the grocery store.  It might take a little deep thinking to be present there.

 

finding meaning in routine

 

But breathe easy, because it’s a little easier to find the awesome at snack time.

 

enjoy dessert time

So here’s to finding the amazing in every day.

 

break the routine

 

What are you doing to make today AMAZING? 

Tell me, I want to know–even if it doesn’t have anything to do with cookies. :)

Coleen Patrick

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Making Change a Sweet Transformation

Posted by on Sep 19, 2012 in Inspiration, Life | 60 comments

change quotation open mind

 

Two years ago I signed up for weekly emails to train for a 5k.  At the time I was walking 5 miles a day and had just started adding jogging.  I thought it would be motivating, maybe even fun to collect 5k race t-shirts.

Of course, life had other plans and before I could even get a second 5k training email, I was at the doctor for neck pain.  I thought it was just a pinched nerve, but it wasn’t.  My doctor sent me for x-rays and physical therapy, but more symptoms arrived that landed me in a neurologist’s office.

Then came MRIs, a spinal tap and several other poking and prodding sorts of tests.  Life became a series of NEW things, including conversations about possible diseases you never think could be in your future, but were now a MAYBE.

All I wanted was a stupid 5k race t-shirt.

Forget the shirt, I just wanted my OLD things back.

The thing is, I really can’t go back.  I’ve gotten some answers.  One of which is something called small fiber neuropathy, aka the foot and hand terrorist that turns my nerves into zombies (they’re dead, but they can still wreak havoc).  Oh and it’s “idiopathic” which means of course, no one knows why I have it.  Not even Google knows (and we are very close, I’m expecting my internet medical degree in the mail any day now).

All this time I’ve been waiting for answers, but it was just this last week that I realized I’d been under the assumption that once I had the answer I would also have the solution.  But I don’t, not the kind that would make the nerve damage and whatever is causing it, to go away.

It was another reminder that we don’t always get the answers we want, or even answers at all in life.   So yea, it’s my new thing.  Maybe the old things were better.  Maybe.  But this is what I’m moving into my future with, so I have to deal.

And guess what?  I don’t think that 5k t-shirt is so stupid.  I still want it.  Yes, there is an inclination to just forget about it, even forget about the exercise I am still attempting to do (no matter how lame the old me might think it to be).

Except I’m still here and to me that means no giving up allowed.

So how does one go about moving forward after suck-tastic change?

Well, I’m all about baby steps.  You can still cover the distance that way.

And gratitude helps, but don’t beat yourself up by playing the Olympic pain games.  You know, the ones that make you feel like you can’t be mad or sad because someone else’s life sucks more than yours.

Above all, try to be kind to yourself!

Which brings me to the greeting family and friends have been giving each other the last couple of days:  ”Have a SWEET new year.”  This week began the Jewish new year.  Like the new year in January, it is a time to take stock of the previous year.  It’s an opportunity for change, renewal and spiritual transformation.

 

rosh hashanah sweet new year

The new year challah is round to symbolize the cycle of the year, the circle of life and the opportunity for spiritual transformation.

 

You see that honey in the background of the photo?  Apples and challah bits got a good dunking in the sweet stuff.  My daughter even doused her corn kugel (pudding) with honey.

A little sweet can go a long way.  Even just the idea of it offers up HOPE.

Like imagining a future post with me in a 5k t-shirt. :)

So be sweet to yourself.

Or focus on the new things that are awesome.  For me that’s thinking about publishing my first book or seeing the Grand Canyon with my husband and kids in a couple of months.

With dangling carrots like those it’s easier to maintain some forward motion.

So, whatever changes you are in the middle of, I wish you a sweet transformation!

How do you deal with change?  What are the dangling carrots that keep you going?

I love it when you comment!

Coleen Patrick

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Chasing Inspiration with Scissors

Posted by on Sep 10, 2012 in Inspiration | 75 comments

 

don't wait for inspiration quotation

 

Or go after it with scissors, shredder and glue.

That was me yesterday when it came time to write what is my 100th post.  I had ideas, a few pages of notes and pictures, but I think I psyched myself out over the idea that I needed some kind of sparkly masterpiece.

Worse I knew that without a solid plan, I would be spending hours working on a post that I wasn’t even sure would turn out the way I intended.

So I scrapped it all and decided to work on a craft project. :)

I have a few bulletin boards that I wanted to change in order to use them for inspirational story boards (as much as I LOVE Pinterest, I can’t be online while I’m writing).

So I started with this:

 

cork board plain

Then I picked out some paper.

bulletin board project supplies

I used leftover scrapbook paper, books with torn pages and a couple of greeting cards.  I decided on a neutral color scheme and picked pages that were black, white or gray.

Then it was time to cut the paper into strips.  I have a Scrapbook paper-cutter, but suddenly I had a light bulb moment.

Well, a light bulb on its last filament moment, because I tried my office paper shredder, thinking I would have a pile of strips ready to lay on the cork board.

I forget about the whole cross shredder thing.

 

find waldo in shredded page

 Can you find Waldo in there?

 

(And this is the same brain I was planning on using to write my 100th post masterpiece.)

 

pablo picasso quotation art

 

Anyway, I cut the paper into strips and then glued them down.

covering bulletin board paper

 Until I ended up with this, the finished project:

 

paper covered cork board

 All ready for tacking on inspiring things–I started with a heart.

 

Do you like to play with scissors and glue?  What are your creative outlets?  

I love it when you comment!

Have a GREAT week.

Coleen Patrick

 

 

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There is No One Right Answer, but Decision Determines Everything

Posted by on Aug 27, 2012 in Inspiration, Life | 70 comments

 

It does not take much strength to do things, but it requires a great deal of strength to decide what to do.
― Elbert Hubbard

how to make a decision

It’s called BOGGLE for a reason.

 

Have you ever played the game WOULD YOU RATHER?

Would you rather drive a moped across a tight rope OR go over Niagara Falls in a barrel?

Would you rather drink black coffee OR eat dry cereal?

It’s almost always funny or absurd scenarios, for which there is no right answer.

Because it’s just a game.  Real life however, requires decisions all the time. Some of course, require little effort.

Paper or plastic?  Do you want butter on your popcorn? Would you like to try the smoothie of the week?

But some decisions feel HUGE and require research and thought.

 

college brochures how to decide

Some of the mail my kids have been getting from colleges. 

 

It’s easy to feel buried under the brochures of possibilities and decisions.  I feel like that when it comes to my writing–the decisions that need to be made in editing and publishing.

Or what about the tricky decisions that impact family or friends?  Or decisions about health?

Recently I’ve been grappling with the issue of a new medication.  Do I want to deal with the crappy side effects or the crappy symptoms for which I’m on it in the first place?

It feels like someone is asking me if I want to eat squid or  snails.

Honestly, I don’t want to eat either.

 

random decisions wear or plant

 Decisions, decisions.  Wear your shoes or plant something in them?

 

When it comes to decision-making, we hear go with your gut, but then are advised to be careful of emotion.  Some say take your time and others say make the leap.  We need to check our history, but stay in the present and oh wait, don’t forget the future!

What do you do?

 

easy as choosing candy

If only it were this easy.

 

I guess it’s a little of everything–our gut, our emotion, revisiting the past, thinking it through (a pros and cons list can help here) and even taking the leap, because eventually we have to decide.

 

It doesn’t matter which side of the fence you get off on sometimes. What matters most is getting off. You cannot make progress without making decisions.

~Jim Rohn

Progress is good  (even baby steps).  

But, okay, not ALL decision-making turns out stellar.  Like the time my husband decided, yes, he DID want to try the smoothie of the week.  The flavor?  Peanut butter and jelly.

My hubby now has strong opinions about PB & J belonging between two slices of bread.

Progress, right?

bad decisions funny story

How do you make decisions?  Playing the game–if you had to choose, would you rather be PARANOID for the rest of your life or NAIVE?

I love it when you comment!

Have a GREAT week.

Coleen Patrick

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The Freedom to Express Our Frolicking Energy

Posted by on Aug 13, 2012 in Inspiration, Life, Writing | 60 comments

 

I want freedom for the full expression of my personality.

― Mahatma Gandhi

 

first amendment monument charlottesville

The First Amendment Monument in Charlottesville, Virginia

 

What would you write on this monument?

Me?  I got creative and wrote my name.

 

freedom of speech monument

 

And then, “G + Ice Cream.” 

 

freedom of expression wall

No surprise that G wrote about troll faces

 

And continuing the theme of relaying the obvious, I wrote:

 

first amendment thomas jefferson monument

 

Maybe it wasn’t as colorful (or cathartic) as the citizen who wrote RYAN IS A TOOL, but that’s okay.  The 108 feet of slate writing space exists to express our views on well, whatever.

 

I may not agree with you, but I will defend to the death your right to make an ass of yourself.

― Oscar Wilde

 

 Because freedom of expression is one of our rights in America.

Charlottesville freedom monument

This one makes me smile.

 

Whether we doodle on slate, express our political or religious views or write best-selling books, U.S. Supreme Court Justice Thurgood Marshall said that part of the significance of our freedom of expression is to “assure self-fulfillment for each individual.”

Expression = Self-fulfillment

Maybe not right away, but having the ability to express yourself can help you find purpose, passion and meaning in your life.  And there are so many ways to do it.

For example,I express myself in this blog, in my fiction writing and by wearing sparkly shoes.

 

sparkly sneakers

 

Maybe I color my hair blue, paint, or do DIY projects.  I have also been known to sew.

 

sewing creatively

 

Even my lunch tells a story about me and what I want for myself.

 

freedom to eat what i want

This is a very delicious grilled tofu salad. Not that I’m trying to convince anyone (because of freedom and all that).

 

Plus I like to bake and experiment with recipes.  I planned on showing you a picture of the gluten-free spice cupcakes I made for this weekend.  But sadly, they are all gone.

 

 no more cupcakes

 

But cupcake or no cupcake, every day is another opportunity to show the world an expression that is uniquely our own.  Because each of us have a JOY looking for a voice.

 

You are joy, looking for a way to express.  

It’s not just that your purpose is joy, it is that you are joy. You are love and joy and freedom and clarity expressing. Energy-frolicking and eager.

That’s who you are.

― Esther Hicks

 

So, here’s to FROLICKING ENERGY and the unfettered freedom to find meaning.

What would you write on the Freedom of Expression monument?  How do you express yourself?  

I love it when you comment :)

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Leaps of Imagination and Olympic-sized Dreams

Posted by on Aug 6, 2012 in Inspiration, Life, Writing | 57 comments

The Olympics–they bring to mind big dreams, athletes making history and well, spa treatments and fancy chocolates.

 

go team usa chocolate

 

At least it did this weekend.  My husband and I stayed at a hotel that offered that pretty chocolate platter and resort credit every time the U.S. won gold.  I was already having fun watching gymnastics, swimming and track and field, but eight gold medals during our stay equaled not only patriotic excitement but free stuff, like a spa pedicure:

 

thanks michael phelps

Thanks also to Missy Franklin and Katie Ladecky!

 

Spa services aside, I’ve always found the Olympics exciting, inspiring and highly motivating.  When I was a teenager, I wrote in my diary that I was going to find a way to participate in the 24th Olympiad after watching the Los Angeles games.

Synchronized swimming was going to be my sport.

Now I got an A in swimming during my freshman year of high school, but I’d never, ever tried synchronized swimming, let alone played any sport in tandem (except maybe some Marco Polo bobbing).  And while I loved gymnastics (and could rock the elementary round off dismount off the balance beam), I was not even remotely equipped for what was essentially a gymnastics floor program underwater.

I guess watching those Olympics, I found myself connected to that determination I saw in the athletes and I became motivated to do something.  I wanted to experience that sense of accomplishment too.

But instead of funneling that motivation into one of my own dreams (I was very specific about my writing dreams according to my diary), I picked something random to shoot for.

It was a misguided attempt.  One I’m not entirely sure about.  I don’t think it was due to fear (that would come later).  It was probably more about not knowing what to do about them (other than send out poetry to Seventeen magazine).   Or maybe my dreams were so embedded, so much a part of me, that I almost forgot about them as a goal to practice and plan for.

 

I’m sick of following my dreams. I’m just going to ask them where they’re going and hook up with them later.

~ Mitch Hedberg

 

So my writing dreams mostly faded into the background of high school and college–and if you believe my diary, BOYS.

Although it’s interesting to note now that I continued to fill journals and write stories (filing them away in a big Rubbermaid container).  I worked at libraries and I took writing classes in college, grad school and at night when my kids were younger.

Writing stayed close whether or not I acknowledged it.

Synchronized swimming on the other hand, became just an odd and out-of-place wish sitting in one of my diaries.

I did however win a gold (ish) medal in 2007.  Not exactly the Olympics–for these purposes, let’s call it the Royal Caribbean games.

I placed first in a ship wide dart competition.

 

winning gold medal darts

No cool team uniforms.  I think it was against international maritime law or something.

 
For whatever reason, dreams fade or get pushed aside for other things.  Sometimes we pick something else because it’s expected, or it’s easier or maybe more acceptable.

But it’s important to remember that life happens whether or not you plan.

 

 

gloria steinem quote

 

Planning helps, because motivation can fade.

 

People often say that motivation doesn’t last. Well, neither does bathing – that’s why we recommend it daily.
~Zig Ziglar

 

I love hearing stories about people realizing their dreams–or accomplishing another step toward them.  It’s exciting and inspiring, and everywhere, not only at the Olympics.  I’ve seen that excitement in my kids’ faces and heard it in my sister’s voice each time she moves closer to her nursing degree.  Finding inspiration, whatever gets you fired up, is a significant part of going for your own dreams.

It’s a reminder that if you put in A LOT of hard work toward a goal, accomplishment is not only possible, but EXHILARATING.

Of course, baby steps are fine.  Just be sure to name your goal and put on your work clothes.
 

“Motivation is when your dreams put on work clothes.”

~Benjamin Franklin

 
Then go after the dreams in your mind and your heart (fancy chocolates optional).

 

I’m going out there to try to accomplish the things that I have in my mind and in my heart.
~Michael Phelps

 

Do you have Olympic-sized dreams in your heart?  What training are you doing to get closer to them?

Let me know in the comments, I love it when you share!

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