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The Little Black Book
It was my second business attempt and my last $15,000. I had invested in a beautiful upscale office space in the Atlanta, Georgia area. I was starting my own clothing brand M.A.D.A.M.E. I had planned to have a re-grand opening in a few weeks. Around noon I received a call from my attorney, explaining he had missed the fact that the property had a lien on it from some years ago in the amount of $75,000 and that Mr. Rutherford may have withheld some information from me but he hadn't been able to reach him by phone or emails.
By Gabrielle Cornelious6 years ago in Motivation
Permission to dream
She thought Ramona was a piece of work. Everything about her paternal grandmother was a mystery to her. She seemed to hold the weight of a thousand worlds on her shoulders, and was never happy. And yet, there was a certain vulnerability about her that Amelia could not deny - and made her embrace her regardless of that lady's frown. She was bold and strong, like a written word that was here to stay. And contrary to what one might assume, Ramona was also afraid of her own shadow. Superstition and old town tales had forged a spirit of fear in her, and at 78 she was a walking, talking, shaky tree whose roots were old enough to succumb to the test of time, but whose determination to survive - regardless of any weather conditions - was keeping her alive and well beyond her natural years - even though she kept waiting for the worse to happen. Quite the character.
By Esther Berlanga6 years ago in Motivation
A Notebook Can Change Your Life
The book was out of place. It was in the middle of the bright green grass. Alyssa felt like it was a reflection of who she was. Her black flyaway hair and green eyes drew her to the spot. She stood over the book examining it. The thin spine and the unassuming look of the book made her want to open it. She looked around to see if anyone was paying attention.
By Amber LeBlanc 6 years ago in Motivation
"Something in the Snow"
I’ve just arrived home, its 6:30pm and as I open my front door to be greeted excitedly by my dog it suddenly dawns on me; I’ve forgotten to get the dogfood when I got off the bus at the shops before walking home. Bugger. I quickly put my work bag down, putting my wallet, phone and keys in my big fluffy fur coat pockets and head back out the door. The shops is only a five minute stroll through the main park from my apartment, however it’s a cold winters night in Victoria, Australia so my five minute stroll has now turned into a ten minute trek through the snow.
By CharM6 years ago in Motivation
Manifesting
It was just any other normal day for me. I woke up early and began the day with my morning routine. I cannot stray from it, or else the rest of the day will feel chaotic for me. I make my bed, write in my gratitude journal, drink some coffee, prepare my workout bag, then go head to Hot Yoga. I’d like to think I am a spontaneously organized free-spirit. My workout ends, I shower, then head home to get ready for work. I currently work at a sushi restaurant called ‘Chiba’, The owner is a retired race car driver and basically perfects every task there is. Guitar, surfing, recipes for the restaurant, you name it. With that being said, a lot of well-known wealthy people come into dine to support him.
By Emily Caulfield6 years ago in Motivation
Score Card
PRAYING for the day that I can get off these streets, dreaming of lying my head on a soft and fluffy pillow, with my body lying betwixt some good-smelling sheets. That's a dream that I would like to come true. I went past my spot and grabbed a bag of clean clothes so I can go past Miss Ida's house to see if she'll let me take care of my hygiene. "Hey, Logic. How is the best dressed homeless lady tonight"? questioned the young man. "Wonderful as always, young man," I replied. "Cmon Logic. Where do you live? You can't be homeless," the young man earnestly inquired. "Young man, in the wisdom of my years, would I make light of my pending circumstances"? I responded. I left him there pondering what I said and headed to Miss Ida's house. "Hey, babe, you just getting off work? the guy said. "Yeah, Skeeter, going to take care of my hygiene, a task you need to do, man," I suggested. "Now you know Logic; I ain't going nowhere. These streets got me, been out here too long. Not like you. No, you got smarts. You are only out here temporary. Babe, you got a couple of bucks"? Skeeter asked. Taking five dollars out of my pocket, I handed it to Skeeter, "And when I go, if you straighten up, I'll take you with me, later, man." I encouraged walking off. I needed to stop at the store to get a couple of things for my hygiene encounter. Before I went into the store, this young lady grabbed me by my arm, "Hey, Logic, can I talk to you for a minute" she begged. "Sweetpea, yes, give me a minute need to run into this store right quick," I answered. While in line, "Miss Logic, why do you talk to people like her"? the clerk asked, turning her nose up. "I use to think that a few years ago. That all homeless people were drug addicts, worthless people that don't pay their bills. But, I am she, and she is me. That is my outlook on it today. Thank you, sweety, you have a good night." I replied, leaving the store. "Sweetpea, you look a mess. You told me you were going to clean up with that money I gave you. Baby, I knew you were going to get high too, but you promised me you would tend to your hygiene," I scolded her. She went to give me an excuse, but I waved it off. I had a ten in my hand, "Sweetpea, I can't take you with me in this condition. I shouldn't give you this money either, because I'm scared the next time I see you may be in a box. I love you, boo. Gotta go." I said, handing her the money.
By Kandance Ferrari6 years ago in Motivation
Golden Eggs
I didn’t notice the old woman until she sat down next to me on the park bench. Her smell told me immediately what her situation was, and that was before I saw her threadbare coat, the holes in her shoes, and the haunted look in her eyes—the same look I’d seen in the mirror.
By Lizzy the Rose6 years ago in Motivation
The Lion's Share
I’ve wanted to be a Leo for as long as I can remember. Who wouldn’t want to be a natural born leader with a passionate, generous, and cheerful personality? I would give anything to be confident and attractive. Oh the things I could accomplish if I were able to unite and lead people for a shared cause! If only I were a Leo…
By Linda M6 years ago in Motivation
The joy of risking failure
The day I stopped beating myself up ranks among the greatest days of my life. I was that guy that was quick to give others grace that I refused to extend to myself. But the day I stopped beating myself up, I started taking risks. Risk is the pathway to adventure, change, and growth. Is it dangerous at times? Maybe. But there are far more dangers to be experienced from doing nothing. The day I stopped beating myself up, I discovered that my thoughts have merit. I have something to say, something to contribute. My words and actions can influence others to speak up and speak out about issues that are important in the world. The day I stopped beating myself up is the day I discovered that others need validation, and they can find that validation and catharsis in something that I write, say, or do. The day that I stopped beating myself up, I experienced emotions that I had repressed. I allowed myself to feel, to feel joy, sorrow, pain, release and relief. And to feel them deeply.
By Rick Adventure 6 years ago in Motivation
Jamie's Tale
Rehab Aftermath: How to Maintain Drug-Free? I scoff and clench the pamphlet in my fist, feeling the sharp edges poke my palm. I close my eyes. Just a few more minutes until I’m out of here. My body longs for something to relax, to escape. I shove the thought out of my head. That thought is exactly what lead me to drugs. It was just my luck that the day I’m being driven to a sober living group home, there is traffic. I fight the urge to cringe at the car horns blasting on my left and the motorcycles whizzing by on my right.
By Lyn Morgan 6 years ago in Motivation
