Tuesday, August 24, 2010

You'll thank yourself for practicing if you start now

The colors have begun changing. It's fall.

Have you noticed?

Have you spent any time lamenting where the summer went?

Hopefully it wasn't more than ten seconds' worth. That's how long it takes to activate a vibe that follows you around like a newborn duck imprinting on a human being. Very hard to shake off.

How about refocusing on the good stuff to come?

And if you can't think of anything good, how about considering the fact that that strategy does not serve you?

You might not be accustomed to making the best of things,  but you learned how to make the worst of them. Same effort on the other side of the fence.

And the results you get will knock your socks off.

Granted my favorite season is this one, so I get to practice this skill in the winter.

No moaning and groaning going on then, is there, come January 27th or so?

You'll thank yourself for practicing  is you start now.

Aug 24, 2010 3:34:36 PM | emotional scale, energy, Thought Chaperone

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