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Saying goodbye to our past, the things that we loved, can be painful. Once we realize how we have drug our feet it becomes less of a struggle. Imagine strolling down a beautiful wooded path while dragging one foot as you go. How tiring would that be?

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I will use the example of an entrepreneur, myself. I put in many hours to build my soap business. I went out into the world and made an abundance of connections with people, and this became a part of who I was. When it came time to close my business, I held onto the final threads, and it began to interfere with my new aspirations. This meant the life-blood that could have gone to the present, or the future, was squeezed down like a plaque-filled artery. What could have sprung forward and pumped fresh oxygen into the veins of life, flowed out as only a fraction of what I had to give.

What we often fail to realize is that our past, even though we live for the moment, does rightly become a part of who we are. These past celebrations enhance us. We do not drop out of a full pursuit of life because of our former loyalties, instead, we flourish today…and always.

Are you holding onto anything that prevents you from being all that you can be today?


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We were stranded, as we had been so many times before.

Depressed describes my initial state of mind. Why again? Why can they not fix this truck once and for all? Such a lack of progress!

Within an hour I had every notebook and device that I carry with me balanced across the dash, the driver’s seat, my lap, with one stacked on top of another. Joy replaced discomfort. I had time to write!

The Texas breeze lacked the chill of the northern tundra. We were in the south! Roll down those windows! Fresh air, with a view to my right – cows, a pond, miles of rolling land.

Thank you, God. I needed your guiding hand.

And then, the greatest gift of the day, the sunset. Sheer beauty, a reminder that tomorrow will arrive with the splendor that my mind envisions it to be.

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I looked into her eyes for signs of hope.

She looks tired.

Can she really be that old?

Until the end, I will feed you, nurture you, and help you to stand up.  I know, when all four of your hooves are firmly planted on the ground beneath you, you are whole.

I hope that you can hear and see so many things that we, as humans, are not capable of sensing.  I need for you to know that I love you.

Wisdom tells me that your body will give out.  My heart tells me that if I keep on trying I can bring youth back to you.

I ask myself, why do I do this? But this isn’t about me, it is about the job that I know I am here to do.

Today’s heart is heavy.   Tomorrow I will be looking for sunshine, and I will see it when you kick up your heels in glee.  You may be jumping over a rainbow.  But I will shed several tears for you wherever you go.

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