Saturday, April 30, 2011

It's Here!!!

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Wednesday, April 27, 2011

First Step

From: Your Money or Your Life: Transforming Your Relationship with Money and Achieving Financial Independence, by Joe Dominguez and Vicki Robin

“Conditions have changed, but we are still operating financially by the rules established during the Industrial Revolution – rules based on creating more material possessions. But our high standard of living has not led to a high quality of life – for us or for the planet.”

I’m changing my thoughts about money, spending, the “American dream,” my priorities, and what it means to work and live. Life’s too short to mess around. I’m not meant to do the 8-5 thing; no one is. I’ve told myself this time and time again, but I keep repeating old ways of thinking. I’m convinced that neither I nor you have to slave away to enjoy life, to get what we want. Sitting in an office for 8 hours is no way to live. It’s not the way I want to live, and I don’t believe God put me here to do so.

I don’t know what’s going to happen, but I do know that I have a lot of learning and research to do. It’s time to prepare for something greater. It’s time to really live!

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Lightning Bug (an old poem)


photo from we heart it

June midnight
with a pale moon.
The pink oleanders
tap outside my window,
cast shadows in the room.
I lie in bed,
wonder if my eyes will ever close
when suddenly,
a flash of light darts across the sky.
Only from the corner of my eye
do I glimpse the quick glow
of something outside my window.

What could it be?

When I look closer I find
that it's not the sky alive with light,
but the oleanders housing little stars.
Fireflies twinkling,
on
and
off
A still, dark sanctuary
blooming in luminosity.

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Discover Who You Truly Are

I am beautiful, sexy, smart, not because I shop at Victoria's Secret or buy expensive makeup. I am these things naturally. My porcelain skin, strong feet, big eyes, graceful legs make me who I am. I am beautiful, sexy, smart because of my personality and uniqueness, my character. I am quiet, love to hide away with a book, daydream, lovelovelove. These are things money can't buy, and I'll never find my true self at the bottom of a shopping bag.