Without a plan, I often find my day goes marginally well. Since there was no plan, I did not succeed or fail. But I didn't move many of my creative chess pieces forward on the board either.
Creativity and mindfulness go together in my life. The more I'm in touch with myself the easier I can tap a vein.
At this very moment: my joy is infinite; my happiness is connected to some higher power; inner contentment and creative energies have come into balance
A love poem is the potential for love. A love poem is a prayer for the coming of love, or a swan song for the loss of love. The more we listen, the more we hear the love poetry all around us, moving towards us and away from us inside our very minds.
If I can be more conscious of my moments, my intake, and my decisions about rest vs. success, I can be happier with the body I have.
Pay attention to your mind. When the monkey mind jumps into gear, try and find a moment to observe your thinking, as if you are an observer. Then decide: do I want to continue this runaway train of thought, or should I focus on something that I can actually have an effect on?
What I need is a radical rethink of myself and a full-court press on fitness as a priority in my life.
As our little boat struggles forward my wife and I are co-captains. And we have an awesome little crew of kids, dogs, cats, and even fish. All attached via rigging and lifelines.