Commitment….
I have had a hard time fully committing to a lot of things in my life. Its like I always have my shoes on ready to bail, whenever the time comes. Now this has certainly served me in the past, because Ive never stayed too long in situations that were no longer good for me. However my one foot in and one foot out attempt at life is no longer serving me and thats great, because I am no longer interested in this way of living. So clever how everything comes together when its time. I am ready to commit. Commit to myself, which inevitably is a commitment to everything else I love in my life….like my marriage, my kids, my home, my city, my life, my creative endeavors, my career, and so on.
I opened this blog this morning and thought, “maybe i should stop” and then I thought about my commitment to myself and to this process of allowing space and time for gwenny to re appear in my life in a more permanent residency.
Committing to myself and showing up for myself is challenging, it takes a lot of persistence, because things will get mundane and boring, but man does it feel good to be committed. There is a peace within me that I haven’t felt, probably ever. I am fully committed to me for the first time, all in to making myself and my life shiny and bright and for letting my freak flag (aka Genius) SOAR!
