Izabella's Blue

are you waiting for an invitation to life?

 
2011 is knocking at the door!! I love this time of the year!! A time for new beginnings & new resolutions.  Its also a time to gently close or slam the door on last year!  I personally, am slamming that door really hard & going on with the new, just like my Grama used to do, she was a door & cabinet slammer, she was a fiesty one ;) 

a toast! clink clink with the champagne glasses..here's to the New Year, I hope it is your best one EVER!!

Wanted to share this... 

Have you had enough of feeling stuck in a rut.

Are you ready to break free from the self imposed chains that are binding you?

Are you sick and tired of having your greatness held hostage?

Well in that case what are you waiting for, an invitation to get unstuck?

The only person that can get you unstuck is you.

I can give you the key to getting unstuck, (action) but it is you who will have to turn the key in the lock (and take action) otherwise nothing will change.

So what are you waiting for?

If you spent as much time taking action as you do worrying about being stuck in a rut you wouldn't be stuck in a rut, you would be too busy living the life that you always dreamed about.

"Fear and apprehension are not conducive to the mindset required to induce success."

That antidote is action.

You must stop feeling overwhelmed by all the choices that you have and decide on a course of action and then take steps towards a positive outcome.

It is always better to walk 5 miles in the wrong direction than it is to sit on your ass hoping for help to come to you.

God helps those that help themselves.

If you want to break free from the self imposed chains that are keeping you stuck in your rut, then there is no time like the present for you to take action and get yourself unstuck.

Don't put off till tomorrow what you can do today.

Don't you think you have wasted enough time feeling fearful and apprehensive about the future?

Don't you think that its time that you said “enough is enough?”

Don't you think its time that you started living the life that you always dreamt of?

Don't you think that life has more to offer you than the feeling of being stuck in a rut?

Action is the key that will set you free from the self imposed shackles that have been holding you back and keeping your greatness held hostage.

Put the key to good use, take action and get yourself unstuck.

~Sean Mantack ~ http://www.stuck-in-a-rut-coaching.com

fading Christmas memories

 

Reminiscing about Christmas memories....

~every Christmas eve our family would have hot chocolate with peppermint & marshmellows, then we could open one present. Late that night, almost midnight, we would meet up with more of our family for candlelight church service, it was always spectacular with the trumpets, harps & singing, it was magical.

~remembering the loveliness of the vintage tinsel swaying on the Christmas tree from the heat from the fireplace at my beautiful Grama's home, I would lay just beneath the tree staring up at it's majestic beauty & take in the smells of the fresh green tree & the lovely foods the family was busy cooking in the kitchen.  I miss that tremendously.

~The traditional eggnog with 7up in my special Christmas cup. I loved the fizz that would tickle my nose, oh such innocence, such simple pleasures.

~Decorating the Christmas tree with my family & looking forward to watching the ornaments that had the liquid that would bubble when they were warm.  gosh I wish I still had those~

~Listening to my Grampa read from the bible, Jesus's birth, on Christmas before we would open presents & listening to him sing Ava Marie, still my favorite song, I can't listen to it without tearing up~

~I remember the day I found out that Santa wasn't really coming to visit my house anymore.

~I miss the innocence of it all.

What are some of your favorite Christmas memories?!  xo

it comes with cries of lamentation

 

Be near me now,

My tormenter, my love, be near me

At this hour when night comes down,

When, having drunk from the gash of sunset, darkness comes

With the balm of musk in its hands, its diamond lancets,

When it comes with cries of lamentation,

with laughter with songs;

Its blue-gray anklets of pain clinking with every step.

At this hour when hearts, deep in their hiding places,

Have begun to hope once more, when they start their vigil

For hands still enfolded in sleeves;

When wine being poured makes the sound

of inconsolable children

who, though you try with all your heart,

cannot be soothed.

When whatever you want to do cannot be done,

When nothing is of any use;

At this hour when night comes down,

When night comes, dragging its long face,

dressed in mourning,

Be with me,

My tormenter, my love, be near me.

~Faiz Ahmed Faiz