There are days when things are not going your way and you need something that will motivate you to go further , or an inspirational message that will keep your spirit up. I hope the following article will do just that. Never give up on your dreams and goals.
Breakfast of Champions
by Morgana BraveRaven
Champions' Recipe
Ingredients
A Plan
Spark (don't be shy here!)
Effort (by the bucketful)
Beliefs (firm)
Creativity (endless supply)
Positive Thoughts
Spunk (as much as you've got)
Positive Mental Attitude
Change (you decide)
Patience (a good reserve)
Directions
Combine effort with plan. Whip to stiff peaks using generous
helping of creativity (don't be stingy with creativity… come on, who's in charge here?) Add a little spark at this point. You'll be amazed at its affect on the finished product!
Sift positive thoughts (and spunk) with beliefs to remove any unseen negativity. Sift again.... And again (any lumps will spoil the recipe) then fold gently into plan mixture. Mix until batter has a jelled quality then pour into well-greased positive mental attitude. Sprinkle with change as required.
Bake in a receptive mind until recipe springs back when poked in the center. Top with patience and devour immediately!
Have you ever been so close to your goal that you could feel it? You could smell it. So close that you were aware that it hung in the air all around you, you were breathing it, but you just couldn’t see it yet? Ever been there?
That’s the so close part of the journey, and it can be a sink or swim point for many.
At the “so close” point of the journey you have expended a great deal of effort and energy. You are so close to your goal that you are practically sitting on it.
But you don’t know that. You can’t see that because you are tired, and a little cranky, and you just want to get there. Yesterday.
To heck with the journey, you say, how ‘bout the destination!
When I was a kid, I was a figure skater, or at least that is what my mother would have had me believe.
I skated for six years. At the rink by 5:00 am, three times a week, then off to school. Practices after school too. My whole life at that time was dedicated to skating.
Unfortunately, my body was not. By the age of twelve I had reached my full height, 5’ 10”, and let me tell you, back in the old days, that was pretty dang tall! Most of my peers at that time were barely pushing 4’ 6”.
I stuck out a bit, to say the very least.
Every morning I would hit the ice and practice, practice, practice. And every morning I was devastated. My shorter peers would glide along the ice, spinning, jumping, and landing so gracefully and effortlessly. Perfect landings every time. I, on the other hand, would hurl myself into the air, a gangle of arms and legs erupting across the ice, and land a heap of knees and elbow slamming into the boards.
I had as much grace and skill as a hard-boiled egg.
By the age of 15 I had had enough. Despite my dream of becoming an Olympian, I decided that I would hang up my skates.
My mother, however, insisted that I take one final dance test before I made my decision, and to please her, I did just that.
On the day of the test I felt no anxiety. I did not care if I passed. I had made up my mind to quit, and when I stepped onto the ice I just didn’t care what the outcome was.
I locked arms with my dance partner, the music began, and we took flight across the ice, and suddenly I was gliding, hip to hip with my partner, bending and turning, with such grace and skill. My feet had become birds, soaring across the ice, my arms and legs were at long last co-operating with my will. I could see my arms in front of me delicately cutting through the air. The dance was mine. Prima.
I finished, and the arena went silent.
A second later the benches were filled with wild chatter. Was that Morgana? Who just skated? That couldn’t have been Morgana…could it?
I skated off, changed, and went to find my coach. As I approached her she was beaming – not something she usually directed my way, but she was beaming – at me.
I ignored her excitement and told her that I would not be skating any more. Then I turned and began to walk away.
“Wait a minute Morgana,” she called after me. “You just got a perfect score on your dance test. A perfect score!”
I half turned and smiled at my coach. Shook my head, and continued out the door. I never did skate again.
Oy, youth. I was so close that I was there, and I didn’t even know it.
I was at the “so close” point of the journey, but at the ripe old age of 15, I wasn’t even aware of the journey. It was destination, or bust.
Well, I’m older now (but only just a smidge…) and a little more insightful.
I’ve traipsed a mortal circle through this networking concept more than once, and here is what I learned at school: When you are feeling tired and cranky, when things just aren’t working according to your schedule and you feel like you need to shift tracks – don’t. It’s not time to quit – it’s time to hang in there and be patient. Hang in there and wait for the fruits of your labors.
Just hang in there.
Sometimes the universe doesn’t deliver on our schedule, but if you are focused and dedicated to your cause, it does deliver.
Hang in there.
If you find that the payoff you have been working towards is a little sluggish – don’t toss in the towel – get back to basics.
Go back and read the last three articles. Make sure that your thoughts, beliefs, and attitude are in check, and remember that you are a powerful creator.
Take another look at your game plan, and re-evaluate it. What’s working? What’s not? What needs to change?
Here is an important point to ponder: If your business or progress seems to be stalled what’s holding things up? You're working your plan, but is your plan working?
Are you taking the same actions over and over again, and expecting a different result? If so, maybe you need to revamp your plan, seek a new angle, find a new jive. Maybe something needs changing.
In the next couple of weeks we’re going to get back to basics here at Insights. Polish our game plans, evaluate our actions, perk up the old pma (positive mental attitude, if you’ve forgotten ;) so that we can handle any bump that comes our way.
Bumps are just part of the journey. Little tests. Little lessons in the school of success. Don’t let them get to you. They might slow you down a little, but they’ll never stop you if you don’t let them.
Tired, cranky, frustrated, worn out? Go make yourself a breakfast of champions. Top it off with a dollop of patience and ease yourself back into the groove.
Don’t give up – there are other choices.
Until next time, have a great week, and remember:
"Effort only fully released its reward after a person refuses to quit." -- Napoleon Hill
About the author – Residing on Beautiful Vancouver Island, British Columbia, Canada, Morgana BraveRaven shares her most excellent gift with each of us. Her success is based on helping others get what they want, and focusing on the needs and desires of her clients to help them achieve. Morgana writes exclusively for SykaroInsightsTM. Visit Morgana Here
