What gets you bouncing on the edge of your chair?
What do you resist with ridiculous amounts of fear yet when you burst your own bubble all that comes to mind is absolute satisfaction?
What brings magic to your yoga practice or blazes your inner fire to push past your 5 mile run?
I write.
My stories are not for tears. My words are for restoring hope. I’ve pushed through my own limitations and I believe with the right amount of support you will too.
I sat with a few good athletes at the Lifetime Fitness Chicago Triathlon VIP event last summer. They joked and asked me if I knew why they swim across the top of other participants. I sincerely asked, “no, why?” They looked at me with a competitive zen, leaned in close and confessed, “because we can.” I felt like I received a secret code. If you are going to race do it with passion and perseverance.
I write with the same endurance and strength.
My stories are the single mom version of Eat, Pray, Love minus the financial advance from the publishing company and trip abroad. I finally did something I truly wanted to do. I refused to complain about not doing it one more day. I took financial risk, drastically changed my life style and sold almost all of my clothes at a resale shop to fill my bag with sets of clean yoga tights. For such a loving and gentle activity those things are expensive.
I write to preserve my personal life experience with my three beautiful girls. In the meantime, I write to encourage one human being at a time to take steps towards transformation. I stopped taking advice from people I did not admire. I created a colorful plan full of abundance for my girls. Then I found gratitude and appreciation in how the dots connected. I am not done yet. I believe I’ll have to live to be 100 just to experience everything I want to do. If today were my last physical day my daughters each know I am satisfied with what today served me.
For my Artist Way friends and followers write on. May your Morning Pages pour out like the best conversation you have ever had with yourself. Honor your creativity, the athlete that lives inside you and the company of great friends.
I write because I can. So can you. Damn that felt good.
Such beautiful and inspirational words Carrie! I too fully believe there is nothing better and being more true to ourselves that through Self-Expression. I can feel your energy in your writing, which vouches your decision of change. Bravo! Continue on being brave and being yourself and please keep sharing. Thank you for being you Carrie.