Can't talk now... I'm too busy building an empire. AND A WEBSITE. Have you ever built a website? Me neither. It's hard. And I'm not twenty. I'm forty-two. And a half. And my brain is already packed full of information about self improvement and writing and blogging and marketing and creativity development and grocery lists and dental appointments and band performances and dinner parties. Seriously. There's no room in the inn.
But with each page I create and each perfect picture I find on iStock, I become more and more determined to accomplish this seemingly impossible task. And yes, I'm obsessed. I wake up, take a shower (sometimes), go to work, come home and work on my website. That's it. I stop to eat, sleep (a little), kiss the kids and tend to their other basic needs and occasionally grunt in the general direction of my husband. Other than that, I'm on my computer.
So, forgive me for cutting this blog short and I'm really sorry that The Daily Quota hasn't been updated for over a week. I finally have a desire turned fleeting glimpse turned idea turned dream turned vision turned business concept. And I am going to see it come to fruition.
The concept itself eerily resembles my own journey. It's how to take a yearning for something more and using that to generate an idea or multiple ideas which will then become a business. Once the business development is complete, the branding, marketing and fan club creation begins. I've been given every tool, resource and contact I need to make this whole thing happen. It's truly remarkable and a little spooky. And I HAVE to do it. There is no other option. It is my gift to give to the world. That's how BIG it feels.
This morning's Indianapolis Star contained an article written by a teacher at one of the elementary schools in the Indiana Public Schools district. It is a very poor district and the students there are as disadvantaged as they can get. I read the essay to my kids this morning at the breakfast table and then promptly gave them a big lecture on making the most of all the advantages, gifts and talents they've been given.
My own words rang in my ears just minutes later when I sat down to write this blog. I told Max and Charlie that if they were lucky enough to have been gifted intelligence, skills, passions, people who love and believe in them, plenty of food, every modern convenience and virtually no obstacles standing in the way of their making a difference in this world, then shame on them if they didn't go out and do just that. It would all have been for nothing. A waste.
And I, my friends, must practice what I preach.
What’s Left
3 days ago
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After reading this post and then the quote by John Wesley, I started humming some tune- not really aware that I was and then suddenly, I started singing the tune - "Burn baby Burn."
I guess you, my lady, are on fire!
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