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Dear Readers/Friends,

It's been awhile since I've written on the blog but all of that is changing! In fact, it's been awhile since I actually finished a book and put one out...that's about to change, too. Life sometimes gets in the way and can even derail us of our purpose and unfortunately I am guilty of allowing this to happen with myself.

And, when I really take a moment and reflect on what I just wrote above...the word that hits me is "allowing." I allowed myself to be derailed by difficult circumstance that took me down a bit of a rabbit hole. It happens to a lot of us in life (derailment from our purpose or passion), but it doesn't need to define us and the good news is that we can crawl out of the hole at any time. What defines me in part is "WRITER." I lost sight of that and I blamed my health, publishing, algorithms, Amazon, losing my dad, my divorce and on and on. Guess what? It was all BS! It's on me! As a writer being one of my main purposes in life, I look back now and regardless of everything outside of my control I had one thing that I was and could be in control of, and that was my writing. I realize now that even if I'd only written a paragraph a day during the time down the hole, I still would've been authentic and true to a large part of my purpose in life. But, I didn't do that and I got sidetracked and bogged down...until I called bull**** on myself and better write! It doesn't matter if I'm my books are on the bestseller lists right now, or if sales aren't great. It doesn't matter if someone writes a negative review about something I wrote. It doesn't matter if I don't receive back a response from an e-mail I've written to someone in the business. None of that matters. What matters is that I write!

So, I ask you...has anyone out there ever lost sight of their purpose? What did you do? Or are you there now? If your purpose is to be a chef, even if you aren't there yet--are you cooking? If your purpose is to be an artist--are you painting? If your purpose is to be the best possible parent you can be--are you learning and teaching and coming up with ways to manage your family to be the optimum parent possible? It doesn't matter what your purpose is, what matters is that no matter what the outside circumstances happening around you that cause pressure or overwhelm in your life, are you still in some way living up to what you were meant to do/be? It can be done in baby steps. One of my favorite quotes by Wayne Dyer is, "I cannot always control what goes on outside. But I can control what goes on inside."

You can expect new blogs, even vlogs, essays, articles and of course books out of me this year! Back to living my purpose! I hope you're living yours.




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