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Friday Quote Day

"Learn how to be happy with what you have while you pursue all that
you want."
~ Jim Rohn

Testing, testing. The Blogger page won't load so I'm going to try out
this new-fangled blog-by-e-mail option and see how it works. I *know*
it won't look right, but looks aren't everything, right?

Definitely right! This week's quote says it all.

If I'm happy with what I have – and I am – I'm free to work for
anything and everything I want. If I get it, great. But if I'm already
happy with what I have, it's not going to break my heart to not get
what I'm working for.

This kind of goes against the Puritan work-ethic grain. We think we
should achieve *all* our goals, especially the ones we're working our
asses off for. (Or should that be "especially the ones for which we're
working our asses off"?) It's not bad to want more, but if the
starting point is one of "okay-ness," then not having more isn't a

My physical needs are more than met, as are my emotional ones. I'm on
a continuing and rewarding spiritual quest. What's left?

Those pesky extra pounds, that's what. Accepting the current state of
my body is my biggest hurdle, particularly when I still remember being
thinner, running up hills, lifting heavy pieces of furniture, doing
just about whatever I wanted to do, physically. I'm limited by these
pounds and it's frustrating to be working so hard and seeing so little

But. But, but, but. Defining success as pounds lost isn't helpful. If
anyone can teach me to learn to be happy with what I have, I'm all ears.

Have a good weekend and a good next week. I'll have internet access,
but I kind of enjoy taking a technology break when I'm not at home, so
I don't know if I'll be checking in or not. Stay tuned! Oh, and if
you're so inclined, call your Congressional representative and ask him/
her to support single-payer health reform.


Marla said…
As always we are on the same wavelength. I waver between fighting and trying to accept. I'm realistic about other goals in my life, but there is so much baggage riding on WL. There are all these other issues tagged onto it (unfairly) that it involves your whole sense of self and your estimation of your character and blah blah blah. It's not just a cigar.

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