Note to new readers: This post is part of my 30 Days of Writing Practice. I am allowing blocks of 10, 20 or 30 minutes of my day solely to putting my swirling thoughts on paper. No going back to edit which will only serve to stop the stream of consciousness. My writing buddy and I, we call it writing from the heart. Please read my introduction for the full story.
I’ve found my calling. Writing is my passion. But it is just a means to an end. I write to inspire people. To motivate. That’s my gift.
I’ve reached a junction in my life. The kids are semi-independent, my home duties are in autopilot, I’ve achieved my career goals, I have a happy and fit husband who cooks, I have travelled much… What next? It’s time to look WITHIN. That’s where I am right now.
So I lost weight. I carefully choose what I eat. I exercise madly daily. I had so much joy going back to ME. I was self centered. Repeat. I allowed myself to be self centered. Back to my core. ME. Then I look around me as I think. This epiphany needs to be shared with friends. Because I am a share “whore”. Share to those who are in the same stage of life as I am.
So I became a “pusher”. At first, I told my friends what I was doing. Then I realised that not all of them were ready to listen; they were not in the same mindset as I was. I can only lead the horse to water. I can never force the horse to drink. So I pulled back. I decided to just BE. Let me become an example, use the social network to tell the world my story. That’s when the magic began.