Concerning Tiger Woods and, since I am at it, Chris Brown . . . while I don’t in any way condone their recent actions, I can’t help but wonder how many of the people who sat on the committees that made the decisions which resulted in their losing their sponsorships are presently involved in extra marital affairs or beating their significant others.
I love to write. Sometimes I wish that I could sing . . . but the truth is my passion is writing. It is my tool of expression. When I’m happy . . . I want to write about it. When I am upset, I have to write it out. When I learn something new, the very first thing on my mind is writing it down. Then, after I have written about it, the most immediate thing on my mind is sharing what I learned with others.
Writing heals me. . . it makes me grow and when I am not writing I am not expressing who I am in a manner in which brings me satisfaction. I am not being myself.
If an apple a day keeps the doctor away then my apple is writing. “Having my cake” . . . is writing – “eating it too” . . . is sharing it with others.
I have asked the universe for lots of things and although they may not have come wrapped in the neat little beautiful packages that I’d hoped for . . . they arrive and I have received them all . . . including THIS opportunity to write and share. . . and this particular package came in an even bigger and more beautiful package than I could have imagined it could have arrived.
When you are given a talent, you must learn about it, practice it and exercise it so that it grows and spreads and helps others. That is what I have committed to do this year. I will eat my apple a day and I will have my cake and eat it too!
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