When all you see is the mess: there’s still hope

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work-in-progress
Recently I pulled up a link to a blog post I wrote for a digital publication several months ago. I read through the piece with eyes that had grown objective over time and thought, ‘Wow, this is good. What was I so worried about before?’ Later that day, the post popped up in my mind and I recalled it in its rough form: the countless drafts, rewrites, edits from my freelance editor (aka Big Sister). In other words, the work in progress was a mess. Isn’t that what our lives can look like at times? From the exterior, we might appear like we have it all together—and maybe we do now and again—but I guarantee a mess has littered our paths at one point or another. Thankfully, the people we are today are still a work in progress. And there’s hope for us to listen more, speak less and sprinkle love and kindness into our little worlds.

Where do you see your biggest work in progress?

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When the wind gets knocked out of your sails

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Wind in your sails

 

So, do it. Decide.
Is this the life you want to live?
Is this the person you want to love?
Is this the best you can be?
Can you be stronger?
Kinder? More compassionate?
Decide.
Breathe in.
Breathe out and decide.
~ Meredith Grey

You’re going along feeling ‘on point,’ looking good, making progress and then someone says something that knocks you down a peg or four. When it comes from a close friend or relative, it’s a double whammy. Those feelings of I’m not good enough, I’m unforgivable, I can’t do anything right return with a vengeance. But you take a deliberate look at yourself and realize that, although there’s room for improvement, you like the person you’re becoming. So you resolve to shed that which holds you back and remind yourself not everyone will like you, and that’s okay. Then check out my latest guest blog post to begin pursuing your passion regret free today. And breathe.

How do you add wind back into your sails?

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One more time

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A couple of months ago, I posted a blog entitled Third time’s the charm, which discussed my attempts (and failures) at a piece I was writing.  The first two drafts were rejected so I hoped the third effort would be accepted with few revisions.  It was.  My second guest blog post can be found at: http://superstitionreview.asu.edu/blog/2012/09/30/the-power-of-the-famous-muses/.  Although frustrated at first, I can’t thank the editor enough for pushing me to go deeper.  Whatever it is we’re doing — our job, a hobby, parenting, a relationship — sometimes we think we’re giving it our all, only to be challenged to go further.  That’s the way it is in Yoga each time I attend and we’re told to “Go way back, fall back … try one more time.”  I’m grateful for the extra push, whether it’s in my writing, in Yoga or in life.  It’s when we try one more time that we scratch beyond the surface to find the raw gem beneath.

Do you challenge yourself to try one more time?

To quote or not to quote

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I want to thank the editors out there for making us [writers] look good.  You know who you are.  As I’ve mentioned in the past, my oldest sister reads my blog posts and offers her editorial suggestions.  Sometimes I take her advice; other times, if I think it may alter my voice, I leave it alone.  Earlier this year, my editor with In With Skin magazine cleaned up an article I wrote so it shined in print (and online).  Other pieces I’ve written — whether as a guest blogger for Superstition Review online literary magazine or a current article for one of the publications I work for — look brilliant due to the skilled editors behind the scenes.  Although I do a little editing myself, I’m simply too close to my own work to do it justice.  I am learning the tricks of the trade, however.  So I hope with each new piece I submit, less work is needed in the background.

Is there someone who make (my sister just informed me I inadvertently omitted the “s” here … isn’t she great?!) you look good?