6 months. The cycle continues. Despite what I will describe as my “best efforts” to make another level of meaningful changes in my life, I sit, overweight, and discouraged in my bed, quietly replaying the last six months.
What if the gravity of my habituation has become inescapable? Or, possibly, my prior attempts lacked the strategy, discipline, or necessity required to establish a new routine. Another question might be why haven’t I succumbed to the unconscious distractions of my past, at times feeling cursed by the need to do better, realize my potential, and discover the truth behind all the curtains we have put up to hide what truly matters.
I’ve been waking up for 45 years believing that I have something to say that matters and can make a positive difference for others. I don’t believe that is an individual phenomenon. My hope is that I will be able to share my journey and connect with, yours here. I know that the only way to fail is to stop, and the only way to succeed is to keep going. So, for today, this post is a step to keep moving forward.