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Movin' on up!
Today is an exciting day. Today I've posted my first blog on my very own site. ginnyisms.com has launched and is up and running.
Thanks for being along this far.
But now we are moving on up...to the east side at www.ginnyisms.com
Check it out!
Thanks for being along this far.
But now we are moving on up...to the east side at www.ginnyisms.com
Check it out!
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Shoots and Ladders
I'm getting greedy with the blog! I like the momentum I am gaining right now, so I know I have to put up a post tonight. I'm watching the clock with a million and one things to talk about but no pointed direction, three text message conversations and one email conversation all at the same time and I still haven't put a word on the page.
The exciting thing for me is I find I am jealous for the writing. I am jealous to see the momentum continue and see where it takes me. Things are starting to align and solidify and it's exciting to stand in manifested dreams; even if they are only in the small beginnings.
Last night my new BFF Mandy and I were talking about our crazy impossible dreams and as we rounded out the conversation she made mention we would reminisce about last night. We will remind each other of when we sat in her big white pick up truck in the stalker neighborhood dreaming up God dreams to change the world. There is something sweet in small beginnings.
It's so impressive the way it feels when you understand what you are supposed to be doing. When you find what you're good at and you love doing it, it's all you really want to do. I don't know why I was so resistant to so much of it before. I wish it had come easy from the start but I can see the layers stacking and they are starting to mosaic themselves into a pattern I can recognize. Like I said, this is a year of work, hand to plow work. Really, it's always been work but it started deeper down, with my character and worked its way out. I really appreciate hand to plow work. I like being able to sit back and finally start to see the tangible results.
So if you are still sowing right now, keep going, those rows will produce results. Even right now I can feel the seeds for the next sow but dreams are real, purposeful, and legitimate. Someone's going to do it anyway at some point. Why not you?
The exciting thing for me is I find I am jealous for the writing. I am jealous to see the momentum continue and see where it takes me. Things are starting to align and solidify and it's exciting to stand in manifested dreams; even if they are only in the small beginnings.
Last night my new BFF Mandy and I were talking about our crazy impossible dreams and as we rounded out the conversation she made mention we would reminisce about last night. We will remind each other of when we sat in her big white pick up truck in the stalker neighborhood dreaming up God dreams to change the world. There is something sweet in small beginnings.
It's so impressive the way it feels when you understand what you are supposed to be doing. When you find what you're good at and you love doing it, it's all you really want to do. I don't know why I was so resistant to so much of it before. I wish it had come easy from the start but I can see the layers stacking and they are starting to mosaic themselves into a pattern I can recognize. Like I said, this is a year of work, hand to plow work. Really, it's always been work but it started deeper down, with my character and worked its way out. I really appreciate hand to plow work. I like being able to sit back and finally start to see the tangible results.
So if you are still sowing right now, keep going, those rows will produce results. Even right now I can feel the seeds for the next sow but dreams are real, purposeful, and legitimate. Someone's going to do it anyway at some point. Why not you?
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