It’s hard to have ‘no opinion’ when you’re forced to leave your childhood home.
Thank goodness for my DMP. My Definite Major Purpose. It doesn’t include having my childhood home as a sentimental pivot point.
This is the week I’m supposed to be the star of my MKMMA world. Yet I’m up to my armpits in cardboard boxes and tears of frustration and loss. I can’t find anything important…. isn’t that interesting? So what is it I’m pretending not to know?
I can’t think straight. From the frustration of total lack of control and communication? Perhaps it’s just grief? Whatever it is, it feels horrible.
“Our difficulties are largely due to confused ideas and ignorance of our true interests” Haanel
The hard mental work I’ve been doing and the results I’ve been getting slip through my fingers for a few days, and the thoughts I’m having are not the thoughts I want to “wire” together. What direction am I going? Where’s my compass?
I’ve been sifting through old photos of Mum’s life. The photos we thought were lost forever were found in a nondescript box under the house. Total joy!!! Followed by hours of memories and lots of time wasted. I was wallowing. Big time.
All this held me back, and feeling forced to move created lots of negative thoughts.
It’s my time to move on… to see and feel my movie and hear my soundtrack. It’s time to go a new direction. With my compass as my powerful reminder. Already my thoughts are more positive and the 7 day challenge has begun.
It’s a whole new world out here for the gal in the glass ❤