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Motivation. A word of empowerment that is often elusive, hiding behind a long list of excuses.

My list has been substantial of late, and while the reasons have been honest, tangible and time-consuming, the results created confusion, apathy and a feeling of being completely overwhelmed. As I write this, I have realized how tired I had become and how much I am benefiting from my new regime of walking and taking time out for me.

Last week I was set the task of creating an Acrostic Poem using the word motivation as the prompt. I thought I’d share it with you, along with a photo I took some years ago of Forget-Me-Nots. The two connecting,  reminding me to move forward, reach for the stars and enjoy the journey.

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All dried upMy feet should have been getting wet when I took this picture on my Monday walk.

I was stood on the bed of a small stream that has dried up due to the lack of rain in our harsh Australian climate. While family and friends in the UK have been dealing with rain, rain and more rain, we have been drying up and cracking up, for the want of that magical stuff called water.

According to last weekends paper we have not had any rain since November, although we were teased a couple of weeks ago when the roof of our garage had a polka dot look about it. One big drip per square inch and that was it. Our excitement turned to feelings of longing, and the forecast is not predicting a change any day soon.

It has been good to walk again. The early mornings are cool enough to enjoy the air and I am starting to re-kindled the love affair with my heart and spirit as I talk to God and listen to His voice. I was reminded that if I don’t look after me, I can dry up too, just like that river bed. Feelings of self-doubt and criticism revealing itself  and, like the trees planted along the banks, I also need to grow my roots further down into the water course to draw up the moisture.

My hunger for some rain continued at Writers Group yesterday when we were asked to write a Haiku. A three-line, Japanese style poem with a syllable count of 5-7-5, which I thought I’d share it with you.

Summers searing sun

Scorching earth, frying mindscapes

Waiting for the rain.

Now it is time to put on my walking shoes and see what little gems I can discover about myself today.

(c) Sandie’s Snippets 2014

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Gift listSlowly I am working through my lists.

Shopping Lists,

Gift Lists,

Jobs List,

Special Events Lists

and a

Holiday list, which is slowly growing to epic proportions.

Lists are very much a part of my life as I have a memory like a sieve. Fortunately for me, I’m pretty sure it is not age related, as I have been like this for as long as I can remember.

Struggling through school and facing exams was a nightmare (give me an assignment any day), remembering those odd jobs people ask me to do without noting them down, can make me appear rude. So too can invitations that don’t come into my inbox or on pretty bits of paper.

The start of a new year sees me writing up all the birthdays and anniversaries onto a calendar that is placed in a prominent position. All sorts of things get added over the year and this helps me no end, when I have to write-up a Christmas Newsletter to post out to friends and family overseas. A job I have completed this week – Yay.

My phone also has the ability to remind me of various occasions and keep notes. My problem being, that I forget to use it to its full potential, being completely bamboozled over Cloud technology and worry I will lose my precious electronic gadget.

Then I have my fridge which becomes a magnetic pin board, with notes stuck to every bit of available space allowing me to triple check my schedules.

To many, this ritual and routine would be over the top, silly and unnecessary, yet to me it is a lifeline. We all have our own way of doing things and as we master this journey called life, we need to use every tool available to us. It has held me in good stead for so many years, that while I can embrace change it is often so much easier to stick with what I know.

While Santa has a ‘Naughty and Nice’ list, mine is a much more practical. A good old-fashioned, notebook and pen, which suits me just fine at the moment, but I feel a change is in the air. I have added an iPad to my Christmas wish list. Perhaps if I have been a very good girl it could change my life, clear my fridge, do away with notes stacked upon notes, clear my calendar and become an ‘iBuddy’, whispering all those reminders into my ears.

As all of you negotiate your lists, wether they are mental or physical, remember to set aside some personal time for yourself. Sending off my Christmas Cards and Newsletter was a major achievement this week, so I rewarded myself with a cafe bought coffee and a read of  magazine. It was very enjoyable after all that writing, typing, licking and sticking, just before before fixing a stamp to all that Snail-Mail.

Look after yourselves in the lead up to Christmas 2012.

You are worth it.

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‘Some weeks just do not fit into my princess plan, this last week was one of them.’

I have a list of excuses and they are all quite legitimate, but the reality is, that when you are just starting out, attempting to create new habits, they tend to be the first thing to fall away when a hectic schedule kicks in. Amid the post-mortem of my weeks highs and lows I have achieved a great deal, caught up with quality people who always seem to encourage me in just the right way and my sleep pattern has improved ten fold.

My disappointments are not taking my early morning walk, drinking enough water or watching my diet. The hardest bit being, that the healthy changes were establishing an inner voice, a voice that was starting to enjoy the benefits of these lifestyle choices. I even sensed the voice calling out to me and I ignored it, because I was too busy, in the wrong place or just couldn’t be bothered.

So what went wrong?

Perhaps, nothing went wrong.

While watching the Olympics I have been horrified at the pressure these elite athletes have put themselves under and the way the media have reported their failings. Is it any wonder that we also feel like failures when we do not achieve the things we set out to do on a day-to-day, week to week basis?

After picking up a copy of Cheryl Richardson’s book, ‘The Art of Extreme Self-care…. Transforming your life one month at a time,’ I’ve realised that it takes a lot longer than a week to establish something new. Instead of focusing on my failures, I have chosen to take a positive look at my successes, and they are there.

Taking on the role of an elite Purple Princess needs focus, determination equipping and practice, and while I may not be on the winners podium winning bronze, silver or gold at the moment, who knows where I will be in four years time.

© Sandie’s Snippets 2012

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