goals
Understanding your goals to help you achieve them.
Seconds, Minutes and Hours
Sit down and write. This is my new motto for setting the intention to write more. Express more, by being brave enough to put myself out there with the eyes of the world on me. For that is exactly what you see, judge, and reflect upon. It is me, my work, my thoughts, my time and energy. The words spin and swirl and at times sputter onto the page. I have great expectations for myself and this also comes with the crushing blow when I can not complete my tasks I have so diligently set. As I think about the words I craft in my mind the stories I weave and so much do I need to place them in your view. The time escapes me and I walk past my keyboard for the hundredth time. Is it fear, or lack of commitment? Neither I think, its more an absence of self care. Putting so many things and people before my own selfish needs. A line drawn between what really deserves my time and my attention.
By Sindy Leah Fitz3 years ago in Motivation
A Second Chance:
In a rural village nestled amidst rolling hills and verdant fields, lived a young woman named Maya. Born into a life of poverty and hardship, Maya had known hunger as a constant companion, her days marked by the relentless struggle to put food on the table for herself and her family. Maya's childhood had been a tapestry of deprivation and struggle. Raised by a single mother who toiled tirelessly in the fields to eke out a meager living, Maya had learned from a young age the harsh reality of hunger and poverty. Yet, amidst the darkness of her circumstances, a flicker of hope burned within Maya—a determination to defy the odds and carve out a better life for herself and her family. As the sun rose each morning, casting a golden glow over the village, Maya set out into the fields, her hands calloused from years of laboring under the scorching sun. The emotional weight of her circumstances bore down on her shoulders, threatening to crush her spirit, yet Maya refused to surrender to despair. With each pluck of a weed and each drop of sweat that glistened on her brow, Maya drew strength from the resilience that burned within her—a determination to overcome hunger and poverty and find hope and purpose in the pursuit of a better life. But the road ahead was fraught with challenges and obstacles. The land yielded little in the way of sustenance, and Maya's meager earnings barely sufficed to put food on the table for her family. The emotional toll of hunger weighed heavily on Maya's heart, threatening to snuff out the flicker of hope that burned within her. Yet, amidst the darkness, a glimmer of opportunity emerged. A local organization, dedicated to empowering women in the community, offered Maya a lifeline—a chance to enroll in a vocational training program that promised to equip her with the skills needed to break free from the cycle of poverty and hunger. With trembling hands and a heart heavy with anticipation, Maya seized the opportunity with both hands. The training program was rigorous, testing Maya's resolve and determination at every turn, but she refused to be deterred. With each lesson learned and each skill acquired, Maya felt a renewed sense of purpose blossom within her—a determination to defy the odds and carve out a better life for herself and her family. As the months passed, Maya's hard work and determination began to bear fruit. Armed with the skills she had acquired through the training program, Maya embarked on a new journey—a journey of entrepreneurship and self-reliance. With a small loan from the local organization, Maya launched her own business—a small roadside stall selling handcrafted goods and homemade snacks. The emotional resonance of Maya's journey rippled through the village, inspiring hope and optimism among her fellow villagers. With each sale made and each customer served, Maya felt a sense of pride swell within her—a pride born of her resilience and determination to overcome hunger and poverty and find hope and purpose in the pursuit of a better life. But Maya's journey was far from over. The road ahead would be fraught with challenges and obstacles, but Maya faced the future with courage and determination, knowing that she had the emotional resilience and strength to overcome whatever challenges lay in her path. As the sun set on the horizon, casting a golden glow over the village, Maya stood before her small roadside stall, surrounded by the warmth of her community and the fruits of her labor. The journey had been long and arduous, marked by the emotional depths of hunger and poverty, but in that moment, Maya knew that she had found hope and purpose in the pursuit of a better life—a life filled with resilience, determination, and the unwavering belief in the transformative power of hard work and perseverance.
By DOMI_PRO3 years ago in Motivation
The Struggle for Survival
In the heart of a bustling city, amidst the towering skyscrapers and bustling streets, lived a man named Jacob. Once full of dreams and aspirations, Jacob had fallen victim to the harsh reality of hunger and poverty, his life marred by a crippling sense of laziness and apathy. Jacob's days were a monotonous cycle of idleness and despair. As the sun rose each morning, casting a golden glow over the cityscape, Jacob remained nestled in the confines of his cramped apartment—a sanctuary of solitude and stagnation. The weight of his own laziness bore down on him like a heavy cloak, suffocating his spirit and dimming the flicker of hope that once burned within him. Hunger gnawed at Jacob's stomach, a relentless reminder of his dire circumstances. Yet, the emotional turmoil of his predicament failed to rouse him from his lethargy. Days turned into weeks, and weeks into months, as Jacob's world shrank to the confines of his four walls—a prison of his own making, where hunger and poverty held sway. But amidst the darkness of his despair, a spark of resilience flickered within Jacob—a glimmer of hope that refused to be extinguished. With each pang of hunger that gnawed at his insides, Jacob felt a newfound determination stir within him—a resolve to break free from the shackles of laziness and reclaim his dignity. With trembling hands and a heart heavy with uncertainty, Jacob ventured out into the city streets—a landscape teeming with life and opportunity, yet also fraught with the harsh realities of hunger and poverty. The emotional weight of his journey hung heavy in the air as he navigated the bustling crowds, his gaze fixed on the promise of sustenance that lay beyond the horizon. As Jacob wandered the streets, his senses heightened by the scent of food wafting from bustling cafes and restaurants, he felt a surge of desperation course through his veins. The hunger that had once held him captive now propelled him forward, driving him to seek out sustenance with a newfound sense of urgency. With each step, Jacob's resolve grew stronger, fueled by the emotional depths of his hunger and the determination to overcome his circumstances. He scoured the city for opportunities, knocking on doors and seeking out odd jobs in a desperate bid to earn enough to put food on the table. But the harsh reality of hunger and poverty proved to be an unforgiving adversary. Rejection greeted Jacob at every turn, his pleas for work falling on deaf ears as employers turned him away, citing his lack of experience and skills. The emotional toll of rejection weighed heavily on Jacob, threatening to extinguish the flicker of hope that burned within him. Yet, amidst the despair, Jacob refused to surrender to defeat. With each setback, he dusted himself off and pressed on, driven by the emotional resilience that burned within him—a determination to defy the odds and carve out a better life for himself. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden glow over the city streets, Jacob found himself standing before a small soup kitchen—a beacon of hope amidst the darkness of his despair. With trembling hands and a heart heavy with gratitude, he stepped inside, welcomed by the warmth of a hot meal and the compassion of volunteers who saw beyond his circumstances and offered him a lifeline. In that moment, amidst the clatter of dishes and the murmurs of fellow diners, Jacob felt a surge of emotion well up within him—a sense of gratitude and humility that touched the depths of his soul. The journey had been long and arduous, marked by the emotional depths of hunger and poverty, but in that small soup kitchen, Jacob found more than just sustenance—he found a glimmer of hope and a renewed sense of purpose. As Jacob savored each bite of his meal, surrounded by the warmth of compassion and the camaraderie of fellow diners, he knew that the journey was far from over. The road ahead would be fraught with challenges and obstacles, but with each step forward, Jacob would carry with him the emotional resilience that had propelled him from the depths of despair to the brink of a brighter tomorrow.
By DOMI_PRO3 years ago in Motivation
Ups & Down
My life didn't goes well but this is life which we need to survice till our last breath and quiting life just by sucide is a very easiest way but if you can do effort's and make your life colorfull instead of black and white is an option but the thing is
By M Farhan3 years ago in Motivation
Choose your business partner wisely and ruthlessly, or risk losing it all
Much has been written about this, yet we repeatedly make the same mistake: choosing the wrong partner for our business venture. Today, I'll share my own experience. A few years ago, I welcomed a financial professional from Wall Street to my team. I did so because I lacked financial expertise and needed complementary skills for my sales and marketing capabilities. While I had the right idea, my execution was poor. I was "seduced" by his Wall Street title, financial market knowledge, and ease in discussing multimillion-dollar transactions. Due to my insecurity and lack of due diligence, he bulldozed himself into the team. Unfortunately, my inability to see his "baggage" narcissism, arrogance, ego, and lack of integrity, led me to welcome a negative influence into my life. In short, by bringing him into my team, I gained financial skills but also introduced intolerable characteristics that damaged the entire team and, ultimately, the clients of my women empowerment and environmental practice.
By Andrea Zanon3 years ago in Motivation
A Heartwarming Gesture
Once, amidst the hurried sirens tearing through the air, a sudden announcement echoed from the trauma center's microphone at a government hospital. "Attention, please. The attendants of the patient in Emergency Bed Number Three, kindly proceed to the gate immediately."
By RAJEEV VERMA3 years ago in Motivation
Changes to Make in 2024
Just like that, 2023 is over and done with. Thank goodness! I feel 2023 has truly been full of challenges, obstacles, goals, and accomplishments. We have been through the whole ride on a rollercoaster that I was ready to jump off of! This year, we will make 2024 worth our dreams and hustle.
By Tiffany C3 years ago in Motivation
Legacy of Choices
In the heart of Maplewood Manor, a stately home surrounded by sprawling gardens and centuries-old trees, lived the Montgomery family—a lineage marked by the legacy of choices made by their ancestors. As the Manor stood as a silent witness to the ebb and flow of time, the emotional weight of decisions echoed through the halls, shaping the destinies of each generation that walked its corridors. At the heart of the Montgomery legacy was a choice made by patriarch Edward Montgomery over a century ago. Faced with the tumult of the times, he had decided to turn the family estate into a haven for the arts—a decision that had rippled through the years, defining the fate of the Montgomery descendants. As the current custodian of Maplewood Manor, Eleanor Montgomery, a woman of grace and resilience, bore the emotional burden of maintaining the family's legacy. Her ancestors' choices had set the stage, and she found herself standing at the intersection of tradition and the present. Eleanor's days were a delicate dance between preserving the historical charm of the Manor and navigating the practicalities of modern life. The emotional tapestry woven by her forebears dictated the choices she made—each decision carrying the weight of familial expectations and the ghosts of the past. One day, as the autumn leaves adorned the grounds with a quilt of fiery hues, Eleanor gathered her family in the library—a room that whispered tales of generations past. The legacy of choices, like the scent of aged leather-bound books, hung in the air. "I often think about Edward's decision," Eleanor began, her voice a gentle cadence echoing through the room. "The Manor has been a sanctuary for artists, a beacon of creativity. But it comes with sacrifices and responsibilities." The emotional gravity of Eleanor's words settled upon her children and grandchildren. The legacy of choices had cast a shadow that stretched across time, and each member of the Montgomery family carried the weight of their ancestors' decisions. Among the gathered family was Sarah, Eleanor's granddaughter, a spirited artist whose heart yearned for the city's vibrant canvases. Her dreams clashed with the ancestral legacy, and the emotional struggle reflected in the creases on her forehead. "Grandma, I love the Manor, but I want to pursue my art in the city," Sarah confessed, her eyes reflecting the conflict between personal aspirations and familial duty. Eleanor, with the wisdom of age and the emotional depth of a family historian, listened to Sarah's plea. The choices made by generations before had laid the foundation for the Montgomery legacy, but the present beckoned with its own complexities. As the seasons turned, Sarah ventured into the city, leaving behind the comforting embrace of Maplewood Manor. The emotional weight of her decision lingered, a reminder of the delicate balance between honoring heritage and forging one's path. Years passed, and the Manor underwent transformations to adapt to the changing times. Eleanor's grandchildren, now adults, faced their own crossroads. The emotional legacy of choices played out in the familial dynamics—a delicate dance between tradition and the pursuit of individual dreams. Sarah, now an accomplished artist in the city, returned to the Manor with a newfound appreciation for its legacy. The emotional complexities of her journey had deepened her understanding of the sacrifices made by her ancestors. As she walked through the halls, memories intertwined with the echoes of family history. One summer evening, the family gathered in the garden, surrounded by the fragrance of blooming flowers. Eleanor, now a matriarch with weathered hands and a heart rich with experiences, spoke about the emotional intricacies of their shared legacy. "The choices we make today will reverberate through the generations," Eleanor said, her gaze encompassing the faces of her descendants. "Our legacy is a tapestry woven by the threads of decisions—each choice influencing the lives that follow." The emotional weight of those words settled upon the family, a reminder that the present was intrinsically connected to the past and the future. Each member carried the responsibility of being a custodian of the Montgomery legacy, contributing to the ongoing narrative of choices and consequences. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow on Maplewood Manor, the family stood together—bound by shared history and the emotional resonance of their decisions. The legacy of choices, once a burden, now became a testament to the strength of a family that navigated the complexities of time with grace, resilience, and an unwavering commitment to the tapestry of their shared heritage.
By DOMI_PRO3 years ago in Motivation
Parallel Lives
In the quaint town of Reflection Springs, nestled between rolling hills and murmuring streams, lived two souls whose lives had taken divergent paths—Elena and Daniel. Fate had once bound them in a tapestry of shared dreams, but choices made in the crucible of youth had woven threads of separation. As the years unfolded, their parallel lives became a poignant exploration of "what-ifs" and the emotional complexities that lingered in the quiet corners of their hearts. Elena, with her vibrant spirit and a heart that yearned for adventure, had chosen the bustling city lights as the backdrop for her life. Guided by the allure of possibilities, she pursued a career in journalism, chasing stories that echoed the heartbeat of the world. Her days were a whirlwind of deadlines, interviews, and the intoxicating rhythm of urban existence. Daniel, on the other hand, embraced the serenity of Reflection Springs. He had chosen the path of continuity, taking over his family's bakery—a cherished establishment that had been a cornerstone of the town for generations. Each morning, as the aroma of freshly baked bread wafted through the air, Daniel found solace in the rhythmic routine that connected him to the legacy of his past. Their lives, though parallel, intersected in the realm of memory. In the quiet hours of the night, Elena and Daniel found themselves haunted by the specter of "what-ifs." The emotional complexities of their choices lingered, like echoes bouncing off the walls of their separate worlds. One fateful evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon and painted the sky in hues of orange and pink, Elena returned to Reflection Springs for a high school reunion. The air buzzed with nostalgia as she walked through familiar streets, each step a reminder of the divergent paths chosen long ago. In the heart of Reflection Springs, Elena and Daniel found themselves standing on opposite sides of a metaphorical bridge—the bridge that connected their pasts but led to different futures. The emotional tension between them was palpable, as if the air itself held the weight of untold stories. Their eyes met across the crowded room, and in that moment, the parallel lives they had led seemed to converge. The "what-ifs" hung in the air, suspended between them like unspoken confessions. As the night unfolded, conversations flowed, and the emotional complexities of their shared history bubbled to the surface. In a quiet corner, away from the laughter and music, Elena and Daniel found themselves caught in the undertow of their memories. The emotional tide carried them back to a time when dreams were shared, and the future seemed boundless. "Do you ever wonder, Elena?" Daniel asked, his gaze reflecting the stars that glittered overhead. "What if we hadn't chosen such different paths? What if our lives had continued on the same trajectory?" Elena, her eyes reflecting the flickering candlelight, admitted, "All the time, Daniel. Sometimes, in the midst of the city's chaos, I wonder about the tranquility I left behind. The 'what-ifs' are like silent echoes, impossible to ignore." As the night unfolded, Elena and Daniel delved into the emotional tapestry of their choices. Each revelation carried the weight of unspoken regrets and the bittersweet taste of the lives they could have led together. Reflection Springs, with its quiet streets and familiar faces, became a mirror reflecting the emotional complexities of their parallel lives. In the quietude of dawn, as the town slept beneath a blanket of stars, Elena and Daniel found themselves standing at the bridge that symbolized both connection and separation. The "what-ifs" lingered, hanging in the air like a fragile promise waiting to be acknowledged. A few days later, back in the heart of the bustling city, Elena sat by her apartment window, gazing at the skyline that painted the canvas of her daily life. The emotional residue of the reunion lingered, leaving her with a sense of longing and a question that echoed in the recesses of her heart. Meanwhile, in the familiar warmth of the bakery in Reflection Springs, Daniel kneaded dough with a rhythmic precision that mirrored the cadence of his thoughts. The parallel lives they led had become a symphony of untold stories, and the emotional complexities of their choices reverberated through the flour-dusted air. In the weeks that followed, a series of letters exchanged between Elena and Daniel opened the floodgates of unspoken emotions. The emotional landscape of their lives, once carefully compartmentalized, now bled into the parchment, carrying the weight of confessions and reflections. "I often wonder about the paths not taken," wrote Elena in one letter, her words a dance of vulnerability. "Your bakery, the simplicity of Reflection Springs—it haunts my dreams in the midst of city chaos. What if we had chosen to face the complexities of life together?" Daniel, in his response, admitted, "The bakery, the quietude—it's a refuge, but I can't help but wonder about the stories we could have written together in the city lights. The 'what-ifs' linger like the scent of fresh bread, impossible to forget." As the letters continued, Elena and Daniel unearthed the emotional layers that had remained buried for years. The parallel lives they led became a shared narrative of longing, regrets, and a profound understanding of the choices that shaped their destinies. One day, a decision lingered between the lines of their correspondence—an invitation for Elena to return to Reflection Springs, to bridge the gap between their parallel lives and explore the "what-ifs" that had become an inseparable part of their emotional tapestry. Back in the familiar town, as the autumn leaves whispered tales of change, Elena and Daniel found themselves standing at the bridge once more.
By DOMI_PRO3 years ago in Motivation
