together now...

usually my "blog" silence comes when i'm dealing with something over on the other side of my computer screen.

usually it means i have been doing and thinking and living a lot of stuff; both good and eh.

this time is no exception. and per my usual pattern, we are going to rewrite some scripts, keep this entry short and embark on a new journey.

oh but this time we are doing it together. that's right. so reach out your hand, don't be afraid. we are going to grab hold of each others hands-just like in a lifetime movie special and march right through to the next scene.

not exactly the truth. but here's what collective work has provided me with; a reminder of the importance of I.

i've read about 7 books on improving myself in a particular area, consulted with friends; during walks, workouts, music shows and google voice text messages. and i have taught my first zumba class tonight.  all of which have brought me to the same conclusion; nothing in this life can happen effectively when I (you) (me) (myself) am not balanced. and in order to be balanced-- I needs to be centered. 

you cannot teach a zumba class if you haven't practiced over and over again... because no one is going to move in any direction when you yourself aren't sure. tonight, we moved. and how!

every single one of the books i read has some chapter about focusing on yourself. they might sound different from each authors point of view, but happiness in life cannot come from any other source other than yourself, FIRST.

so that's my touchy feely post silence lesson for all of us. together now: go into your bathroom, or other area of your house that has a mirror. stand in front of it, pick it up, and look into it.  see yourself there and refocus until you are centered.

here's the cool thing-- getting my zumba certificate was a bit like getting a pony for christmas. its everything i've ever dreamed of--its fun, i'm learning, i'm getting fit and helping others have fun, get fit and be happy.(psst i also have some other good things that will be reported in the near future.) all of which, despite some of my entries i submitted to the complaint department, were products of I. products of playing above the line.

look i was quiet for awhile--when i probably should have been running my mouth on this very soapbox i've created for myself, because it's totally motivated by me, myself and (ahem) I.







so anytime the image in the mirror fades- run as fast as you can to someone (or some people) or something (a book or 7) that will hold up a mirror and make you face yourself.