there is something to be said about starting. the "what" doesn't matter....just make the first move! oft time we do not have the luxury of beginning in the place we'd like, within the time frame we set up, or the ideal financial situations. the painting will not paint itself, the novel will not write itself, the business will not grow if it doesn't exsist. so why not just start where you are?... consider this...what is there to possibly lose? i've been trying to learn the acoustic guitar for years. i am still learning the basic chords and i cannot even play one simple song....but the process adds joy to my life. failure is just another opportunity to try again. another path to explore. another person in the world to meet. this journey is about the journey itself. the destination may change and if i'm open, so will i.
nothing happens by chance. there are no coincidences or accidental occurances. with this said, how do we know whether or not we are working on, in or towards our purpose? are you still breathing? did you wake up this morning? welcome to potential, intentional purpose...: )
one morning i woke up with this a little poem on my mind...
i may never be the prettiest in the room, but my heart is beautiful, my soul is gorgeous and never look too deep into my spirit..the light you find there is blinding...i may never be the smartest, the strongest, the swift or the most noticeable...but trust and know that i am. you don't have to see me in the room...just relax and feel my presence...
most times i do not understand the depth of my own creativity. when god built me, i am amazed at the storehouse of creativity that was poured in. people tell me they would like to be a fly on the wall inside my brain for one day...well, me too. in my creatively induced haze most of the time i don't know i've been on an artistic vacation until i return from what it was that i was creating in the first place. it is a wonderful surprise every single time a butterfly of creativity comes to me or a solution to a problematic process appears. just yesterday i was sharing with my son that i can write any word upside down, backwards with both hands creating a boxed mirror image. this is how my brain works. is it normal? who cares....it allows me to be who i am supposed to be with no apologies...
i'm writing a book this morning called "adventures in potty training-the second set of twins saga". chapters like: how much water can a balloon hold before it pops or you can lead a toddler to a potty but you can't make them pee or patience is a virtue right? a parent's guide or i am not my diaper for the intellectual toddler or what color is my poo, career advice for toddlers and of course...niagara falls
i'm guilty...i commit random acts of joy....i woke up this morning thinking that kindness doesn't cost a thing....a smile is free, a kind word is free, a word of encouragement-free, building a child's confidence-free, a hug-free.......when you think of a gift to give this holiday season...don't forget the important ones....love, hope and faith...
sometimes we are pushed into growing without the full confidence or feeling of being prepared.... it has to be someone's job to whisper to the flower to grow. right?....who's responsibility is it? the rain, the sun, the earth or the sole responsibility of the flower? in this story i am the flower.
wisdom comes from unexpected places. i do not discount the things to be learned from children and young people. many assume wisdom has an age on it....i beg to differ. how many times have you heard or said "out of the mouth of babes"? did you REALLY listen to what they have to say? pay attention. you may be pleasently surprised by the lesson of the day....
i have 3 siblings. i woke up this morning thinking that we all have a connection with the body...ours or someone elses... my older sister is a registered dietician and keeps bodies nurished. my brother is an atheletic director and keep bodies fit. my younger sister is a physical therapist and helps bodies mend. i cast bodies and embrace that individual's personality. i observe amazing things behind closed eyelids.... others call it sleep..:)
you hear people talk about men being jack-of-all trades...but most of the women in my life are jills. the hats they wear are numerous and endless. sometimes i leap out and do something unexpected to me and others. why? because i can....i do not look at a task and say i can't do it. i look at a challenge and ponder the possibilies of how can get the task accomplished. my hats are many but my head is small. yes, i know i do many things...but there are still so many things i'd like to do. i love the rush of adding another thing to my belt of knowledge whether or not i ever have to do it again. on the burner today....start making a wooden doll, carved and stained mahogony....i dreamed her up last night so she must come to be....photo coming soon.
v. kottavei williams
"i aspire to inspire"
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