Happy Feel Good Wednesday!
If you are anything like me, gyming is not among your favorite pass time activities.
Getting to the gym is usually the most challenging part of the whole affair for me. But ones I get there I am usually on the roll! And I mean it.
At one point I would have mocked anyone who suggested gyming for whatever reason. And no, I did not put on weight. Well, let’s just say not too much weight. But that is besides the point.
Gyming can be fun and a stress reliever. Imagine leaving the gym feeling great both mentally and physically.
Working out does not only improve health but also clears the mind causing one to think much clearer. Check out a few of the perks of working out.
A friend of mine once told me that if you find that you have finally made it to the highest possible level in your organisation, if you find that there is no more room for growth or expansion, it means it is about time for change. Growth is a vital part of life. Making a better life for oneself is pretty much what most of us thrive for each day. Being in an environment where one is able to grow obviously creates a desire to self improve.
Assuming that we are all in suitable positions to reach out for higher paying jobs and eventually self actualisation, allow me to mention one issue that we need to be permanently conscious of as we make our way up the corporate ladder. The people around us! Continue reading “Listen to the Sounds of Success Around You”
They held hands and laughed heartily at each other’s jokes. Gazing deeply into his eyes she bit her lower lip. She was sure she was the happiest girl alive. He had never felt so ecstatic before. In his mind, he kept echoing to himself what now? He was torn. He knew what his heart wanted, it was literally yelling out the words at him, deafening his inner self. His body on the other hand was unwilling to take that leap of faith. He was stuck in that moment. Most of him was happy, too happy but that puny part of him was pained, an overwhelming pain. He could barely control it. He continued to cling onto her tender delicate hands, lost in the eyes that lovingly stared back at him. He was certain she was waiting. His heart bled for her and for himself, for he darn well knew exactly what was about to unfold before them. Still smiling, well he thought he was smiling, but his heart was swollen with anguish. He could take it no more. A thick tear cascaded down his face betraying his despondency. Confused, she took a step closer to him doing her best to read his face, his emotion. The confusion in her eyes was livid but she refrained to ask for she was afraid of his response. Instead she watched him, desperately trying to figure it out.
Slowly the beauty of the sunset was forgotten. The gentle music of the sea and the warm sand beneath their feet instantly became the last thing on their minds. They were lost in each other. Some place between bliss and torment. In frenzy he clutched at her arms and pulled her to himself crushing her fragile feminine lips against his rough sculpted ones. He then wrapped his arms around her and was gently stroking her hair. At that very moment she caught on and her eyes instantly welled up, hot stinging tears fighting for release. She hugged him back with a might she never thought she possessed. She was now aware of exactly what was about to happen, and it did. He pulled away from her. With a tiny crack of a smile at the corner of his lips he took a step back then glanced at her one more time, a slow lingering stare trying to take in as much of her as he could carry with him. Then he turned his back on her and walked away. She stood there staring behind him as he disappeared into the dusk. The silent sobs no longer so silent, her affliction was unbearable. She truly was overwhelmed. Her soft sobs slowly grew louder and the torment seemed to be crushing her. She crumbled, falling onto the warm sand where she lay for what felt like eternity.
About an hour later, she concluded that she was lucky to have loved. She decided it did not matter that she had met and lost him in almost no time yet he seemed to have been made just for her. He belonged in a different world but he loved her, and she him. She reminded herself that was all she ever wanted. Picking herself up and forcing a smile across her tear-stained face, she resolved to count her blessings rather than to mourn over spilt milk. And who knows maybe someday they will meet again.
I have this sense of a new beginning when I wake up every Monday morning. Is it just me or is it a common feeling? A sweet mixture of excitement and anxiety I feel. I wake up at the crack of dawn toss and turn in bed until I finally decide it is about time to rise and shine. Today, I woke up exceptionally early. I can not really determine whether it was the excitement of a fresh start or the anxiety from so much to do and so little time. Either way, as I write to you this morning, I cannot help but feel that familiar built up of pressure somewhere deep within me. At this very moment, I start another week. Starting today, I get the chance to redo all that I may have done incorrectly last week. Make better choices, save more time and accomplish a lot more. Before I walk out my door today, I wish you a fabulous Monday and a happy new week. I hope you feel like I do this morning, only a little less anxious and a lot more excited. I wish you all a productive happy week.