I woke up this morning with a renewed sense or purpose. My husband’s prayer before we fell asleep caused my heart and my mind to want to rise to my fullest potential.
It is sad commentary to say that at this “stage” of my life. In the seventies I’d have been considered a senior citizen. But here in this post Bo Derek world, I haven’t any of the perks of being a senior citizen with the exception of AARP. This is a rabbit trail I will not venture down today.
The focus of this post is to somehow spur you into doing that thing you’ve always dreamed of doing. Write that novel/poetry/play. Take that famous picture and hold your very own art show. Learn a new language. Get outside of your box!
I’ve written many books and it was fun to do. It was when I began to measure my success by what I saw around me that I measured myself a failure. Never mind that a Google search can find me AND my books so wonderfully displayed on Lulu.com. I’d judged myself a failure. Today, I have stopped judging me. My life isn’t perfect, but is it golden! My love life is excellent! So why do I waste time thinking that I have failed at that which I WANT and LOVE to do? sigh
It all ends now. I Paula Denise! I am I tell you! I Author! and as eloquently as I can write it, I HAPPY!