I love quotes. Starting collecting years ago. Pages and pages. Categorized. Alphabetized. A little obsessed. But I love my quotes. At times, they comfort me. I find solace in the words. Peace. When life becomes difficult, I find words. It works. For me. I recently “lost” one of my favorite motivators. And what I discovered about his loss was even more remarkable. The parallels to my life. The connections. Unreal. He died on August 30th. One year after Gregger’s passing. Same day. In Maui. The same place Gregger left this earth. Dr. Wayne Dyer. A self-help guru who made sense of my world when it was upside down. Real words that lifted me. Made me think. Recharged my batteries. And helped me focus on abundance, gratitude, and blessings when life seemed anything “but.” 
Good morning world. Words of positivity. A focus. Why not? “Be miserable. Or motivate yourself. Whatever has to be done, it’s always your choice.” So what are my options? At this point. Only one. Move forward. Keep one foot in front of the other. Lately it has not been as easy. I am trudging. Digging my foot out of the sand. I was so sure of my direction. I am sure. But life is moving slower than I want. So I’m struggling with decisions. And my anchor is no longer here. I can’t ask for his help. What do I do? I have to decide alone. Much harder now.
“When you dance, your purpose is not to get to a certain place on the floor. It’s to enjoy each step along the way.” So I try. Enjoy the moments. But when I want to get there faster, it’s hard. When I want to get to the finish line and hurdles keep coming, what do I do? I keep jumping higher. Faster. More passion. More intensity. Eye on the prize.
“It makes no sense to worry about things you have no control over because there’s nothing you can do about them, and why worry about things you do control? The activity of worrying keeps you immobilized.” So very true. Let it go! I keep trying to control the uncontrollable. Sell the house. Make the move. Settle down. Impossible! All I can do is sit back and let the cards fall where they may. It would just be easier if I could lay them out. Perfectly. One on top of the other. Stacked. In order. But life is not about order. Plans. Or control.
“You cannot always control what goes on outside. But you can always control what goes on inside.” So for today. Tomorrow. And the weeks to come, I will try. Because that’s the best I can do. Try.
