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… or at least let my fingers do the talkin’ without talkin’ to the brain first. :)

Wondering what I’m yammering about?

I’ve been working at getting more productive, and creating more quality content than a post or article every few days. My writing lacks consistency and I’ll be the first to admit that it’s my own dang fault.

So yesterday on twitter, someone said to post your goal for the week. And feeling totally exhausted and feeling guilty for it, my fingers (with no input from the brain, I swear!) typed in real quick … My goal this week is to write 50 original pieces of content.

When I actually thought about it after, I realized it’s not that bad. That’s only 10 posts and articles a day for the next 5 days. Which means I could, theoretically, take Sunday off. And it’s totally doable … except that I’ve only been able to manage one a day (and sometimes not even that) for the past couple of weeks. The huge list I posted for the next three months is in serious jeopardy of not getting done unless I can pick up speed here.

If I had thought before I wrote, I would’ve said I would commit to getting done one article a day. But where’s the fun in that? One a day is the very least I should be doing, and so that’s no stretch at all. I love to challenge myself and setting the bar really high is the only way I know how to do that.

Will I make it? Who knows, but I’m certainly going to work my butt off at it. I opened my mouth, and I’m not backing down now :)

(And yes … this counts as 1 of 50, and the official start of my writing week! )

What do you think? Did I bite off more than I can chew this week?

Thought for the day:
“Today I allow my spirit to play at the park. My body may be at work but my spirit is reaching for the trees as I swing higher and higher.”

I’m really excited today! My inner child is bursting at the seams to be allowed out to play. It’s like she knows that there’s something big coming and just can’t contain herself.

The adult me has known for awhile now that this would be a year of huge changes. I just never knew what, when, where, or how these changes would take place. I still don’t but that doesn’t mean that intuitive part of me isn’t ready for it all.

Today I’m caught up in a feeling that life is really great. I can’t shake it, and where before I would try and calm myself down and tell myself all sorts of negative crap to break the mood, today I have no desire to do that. Over the past few days there’s been a lot of stuff cross my path around the theme of letting your inner child out to play. Shileen Nixon wrote a great post about why as women of wonder, we need to make time for play dates in our lives. That’s kinda what started it off for me.

All I can think of is wanting to go to the park and play on the swings. I used to love that when I was little. We would go to the park and my dad would push me on the swings. I loved that feeling of freedom that comes from soaring through the air. (I’m sure the knowing he was there to catch me if I fell helped somewhat too, but that’s a story for another day.)

I think that as we get older we lose so much of our childlike sense of wonder, and that makes me sad. It’s so important to not let that go — to always know that the child who loves swings, sandcastles, and butterflies still lives inside us. And even when life is changing around us, and the to-do list is as long as your left arm and you’re wondering how it will all get done, our inner child is still there holding on for us, waiting for us to stop and play. All we have to do is close our eyes, take a deep breath, and remember the swings… and we can be right there with her, even if it’s only for a moment. :) Of course, if you can actually get outside to wander through a park or play on the swings, that’s even better!

No matter what, love your inner child. Take time to nurture her, and as always — be happy!

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