Beyond Perfectionism

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Lately writing has been challenging. I have half a dozen entries started and unfinished all at the same time. There are so many things going on. What to blog, what to share, what do readers want to know? So I stalled out. My motor stopped. Growing up we had an old speedboat my father had restored with loving care. He sanded the wood over and over until smooth, fixed the nicks and scratches, stained it and varnished it, buffing until shiny bright, a rebuilt motor that had seen better days was perched on the back. Sometimes while out on the lake it would stall out. Just stop, like me. I’m stalled.

My words are around, I roll them out and then go over and over them, fixing up the nicks and scratches, adding some color here and there, polishing the writing, just like dad polished the boat. Only where dad would step back and say ok enough, it’s ready let’s get her in the water, I’m still choosing colors, smoothing, polishing and buffing and polishing some more. I’m a perfectionist. I don’t step back and say ok, it’s ready to go, I’m still picking at the work.

I’ve decided I need to change the blog posts up a bit. You’ll start to see some light thoughts, humor, – writing, short stories, dreams, favorite poems, favorite motivational posters I or others have created and more. So stay with me dear readers. There are lot’s of adventure filled pages coming. We are more than this…

Living Beyond Fear

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented and fabulous. Actually who am I not to be?

You are a child of God. If you are playing small, that doesn’t serve the world. There is nothing enlightening about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are born to manifest the glory of God within us.

It is in everyone. And as we let our lights shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our fear, our presence automatically liberates others. ~ Marianne Williamson

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