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I've been thinking a lot lately about how to make the life that I want for myself. Well, let's just say it does not happen overnight... and I am not a very patient person. I want things to happen in an instant and am constantly seeking immediate answers and a sense of control. This is something I will talk about more in other posts, because it is not a healthy way to live and there is so much in our lives that we cannot control; learning to let go is essential.

Returning to the question at hand, trying to build a life I love and am proud of, it is complicated. I have begun listening to more podcasts, reading more books, and reaching out to more people in hopes of finding inspiration and guidance. (Shout out to "The One You Feed" podcast for loads of great content and the "The On Being Project" for sparking creativity and dialogue) Check out both! (http://www.oneyoufeed.net/) (https://onbeing.org/the-on-being-project/).

Anyway, one of the key ideas around what it means to be successful or create the world you imagine is having routine; specifically a morning routine. Many people get up an exercise, meditate, read, or journal to center themselves for the day to come. Ultimately, I would like to incorporate these into my morning... baby steps though...

Currently, I roll out of bed at 7:15-7:20 A.M. , scurry around getting ready, and roll into work right at 8 A.M. For the past two months I have been telling myself "tomorrow will be the day. Tomorrow will be the day that I wake up at 6 A.M." So far this plan has not worked... shocker.

If anyone has any advice for how they start their day, please advise!

I thought that writing this out, even if no one reads it, would at least make it something tangible that I can work toward. So, here is my plan for this next week:


I will wake up at 6:45 and write down 3 goals for the day and 3 things I am thankful for.


A week from today I will evaluate my success and progress and map out a plan for the following week. I need to start somewhere! This is my somewhere. Wish me luck, and if anyone has any other ideas or thoughts, let me know!

(Shout out to my friend Kyle for being on the phone as I walk through this. His advice: worship a Kyle Shrine each morning. I know one thing that will be on my thankful list tomorrow).


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Writer's picture: Emily Emily

Mothers

and Daughters

Fathers

and Sons


halt


look into the eyes

of those dearest to you

Mother or Father

Sister or Brother

Family or Friend


be it linked by blood

or linked by life

thank God for their sacrifices

Their love

Their existence


for all of us our bound

by the same human tissue

the same human conditions

the same human life

we have been given

And none of us could have done it alone


Today,

Mothers

are acknowledged and held dear

Women

who have born us

who have raised us

who's bodies have

carried us into this precious universe

one by one

to share in the milk of the Earth


And to Mother's

We say "Thank you"


But,

let us not stop there


Mothers need fathers

and daughters and sons

family and friends

too


So

Today, and everyday,

let us be grateful

for all the people

who we hold dear

and walk along side us

to become beacons for others

and part of the fabric of humanity



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Writer's picture: Emily Emily

My whole life

I have lived with a gaping hole

right in the middle of my chest


I have become so used to its presence

so familiar with its habits

I sometimes forget it exists


but life finds a way

to dig its grubby fingers

deep underneath my skin


revealing the hurt

that still lingers there

the gaping emptiness that remains


I ache

I cry

I reach out shaking hands


"Fill the hole!"

My body commands

"Heal this ache!"


So I pile things around me

searching for the glue

or the tape to fix my wound


I look inside of other humans

have men enter inside of me

hoping to find the missing piece


I drink a few too many drinks

feel my body fill with

the buzz of liquor and booze


only to awake the next morning

next to a body, my own body aching

to find myself still wide open and yearning

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