The Book Is Yours

Lessons of A Life Coach-#8

The Book is Yours

I, along with many others, found myself slowly growing weary of the pandemic restrictions, news, lockdowns, and … repeat.

Standing on the last plank at the dock, looking back to see how far we have all come, the gift of hindsight steps up.

It was 18 months of revisiting and rethinking our methods, our madness, and all those things we once thought important. We let go and we held on to, all at the same time.

The age-old saying of one day at a time became a reality and I, for one, embraced it.

I forgot my phone more times than I care to admit. I engaged nature without it, I even went to bed without it which I’ve heard is impossible for the addicted. My gait is once again slow and steady, and I am just as inclined to keep it that way.

What lies ahead is the gateway of new and unchartered territory, a combination of personal normalcy mingled with newness from the unknown.

As we gaze out toward the horizon, it is good to remember the ‘Book’ may not yet be named, and the ‘Chapters’ may not yet be written.

Regardless of world pandemics, restrictions, confinements, or overwhelming senses of loss, we still have our own stories to write and yes, they can be written amidst it all.?

We can name our chapters, determine our plots, invent our characters, kill a few off, and even write or edit whatever we originally wrote.?We can write and re-write until we are pleased with the outcome because the Book is Ours. We are the authors of our own stories, whether they be a personal journey or the inspiration of fiction.

From within the world around us, there is a journey that belongs to us alone and I say: ?

Let it be known that no man or pandemic can erase from us, that which has been cultivating in the well-tilled soil of our hearts.?

Our dreams are alive and well and dreams, in my opinion, are the future waiting to unfold.

What fires burn within us, will not and cannot be put out.?Dreams are not made of Papier Mache, they are built over time, with much vision, thought, and passion. They emerge from a place within, where no other resides and all strangers are forbidden.

What worldly thing ever invented could possibly dissipate such a magnificent thing as a Dream? Eternal fires cannot be touched - Your eternal fire cannot be distinguished.??

Therefore, to all my network and beyond:

Start your engines, dream big, build it, your Inner World, your Own Journey, your Own Story.??Name it, draft it, erase it, draft it again, edit, correct, rewrite, and then repeat until you are clear in your vision and strong in direction and do it all within your own gait.

May the direction of your dreams be your compass and may the eternal fire that burns within you, burn an even more vivid vision for your life.?

If the world should try to change what is written upon your heart, engrave the words and vision even deeper still until – the boundaries are clearly defined and the passersby feel it pointless to even slow down, let alone stop.??

Like you, I am writing my own story. I’m not 100% clear in my vision or direction at this point, however, I keep writing and rewriting and each time I do, I feel a little more clarity. Soon, I will look down to see my feet taking all the steps I dreamt of…

Love and Peace

Mother To Many Nations