A long time ago in a land of hope and plenty, a perfect union was formed. But after a few years people got together to try again, declaring the new arrangement was “a more perfect union.”
Even at that, they perceived something was missing from their founding document. They made 10 additions. Continue reading
When Emily Dickinson died, they found a treasure trove of poetry that has endured for a very long time. In her lifetime only a handful of those poems had seen the light of day. She was afraid or otherwise unwilling to share them with others.
What are you keeping to yourself? How do you know you don’t have the power to touch millions of hearts?
You never know until you let the sun shine on your soul and share what’s in there.
Maybe you won’t change the world. But maybe you will.
Give it a try.
I finished another journal today. Tomorrow morning I’ll be reaching for another bound book of blank pages waiting to be filled with fragments of thought and bursts of creativity.
I got curious as to how the last journal ended, so I grabbed it off the shelf and remembered that I used the last page and a half to write a new preface for my book Refuse to be Afraid, which I was re-releasing last summer.
Much has changed since I finished that last journal. But I still believe this with all my heart and soul: Continue reading
“A dream does not work unless you do,” said the sign. It’s true.
“I can only write when the inspiration strikes,” said the author. “Fortunately it strikes at precisely 9 a.m. every day.”
“God helps those who help themselves” may not be a biblical quote, but it makes a good point. “A person makes his own luck through hard work.”
You can wish on as many stars as you like, but the key to making your dreams come true is to make your dreams come true. Make. Your dreams come true.
Oh, wishing is not a bad thing. The power of “I wish” is that the words that come next define what you want. But simply wishing doesn’t make it happen.
Set your mind. Do the work. And then the dreams start coming true.
It isn’t enough to know who and what you want to be – you need to get down to the business of becoming. You need to earn the rest at the end of the day.
You have to intentionally dive in and roll up sleeves and grab the tools and do the work. Not a flurry of activity and movement and no purpose; you have to know the why and the when and the where.
These fingers have been with me for almost 64 years. They have written poems and songs and news stories and novels by the thousands.
They have strummed guitars and hammered nails, and stroked hair and plucked ticks out of dogs’ necks.
These fingers have been my conduit to a better place.
One day, of course, they will let me down and fail to accomplish the many tasks I require of them. That makes these fingers no less miraculous, and I am in wonder of them.
Consider what your fingers will do for you today, and be awed.