After a novel worthy night of laughter, libations, and kissing a strange boy on the dance floor-it's only apropos to stop and reflect. Joyce Meyer once said that our outer lives are simply mirrors reflecting our inner lives. (Am I the only person slightly amused and concerned by the elicit proximity of Joyce Meyer and kissing boys?) I digress. As I consider my space and "outer life", a cloud of deprial hovers around my curls. (Yes, I'm sitting between stacks of unopened mail, pageant dresses, and boxes. It's the place where depression meets denial. i.e. deprial...coming soon to a diction-ary near you.)
In short, my friends, it's time to press the reset button. You can follow my ups, downs, and curly ques here. But, I have an even bolder PUSH for you. Take the 31 Day Reset Challenge with me. I'm starting today, (20 days later than the rest of the world) and I'm challenging you to start today, right after you finish reading...
Rosetta over at the happy black woman blog :-) adapted the challenge, and I encourage you to make it your own.
DAY ONE-
Despite my throbbing head and canceled plans with the besos, I'm going to the bookstore to purchase my sparkly "Reset Notebook". It's essential to have a non-replicable space to chart this journey. Also, I had to choose a mantra. Wait for it.................................................
Nothing ventured, nothing gained.
I did the cheesy "starting over quotes" google search, and stumbled across this little gem from Steve Jobs
"For the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: ‘If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?’ And whenever the answer has been ‘No’ for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something." -
Let me get two claps for a life filled with a lot less noes.
Shon
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