Malinda in Wonderland

I feel a little like Alice today, I'm on the verge of stepping into a rabbit hole; unless I stop short and play it safe, which hello, this is ME we are talking about. I'll know soon enough where following my own heart (and feet) has landed me on my curious venture. The blissful frailty of unwritten conclusions and unguarded access sweetens the desire. So despite all the familiar warnings, irresistible promise draws my eyes WIDE open and away from domestic comfort zones, with only certain inquiry, hope and faith to recommend my course. I'll never know until I try. But greatness is sure to be found!

Winter Time Weeding

So how do you decide whats a keeper, and what's not? I stopped and asked myself that over two weeks ago, not just about the clutter I am so famous for accumulating, but the things in life that keep you busy, but really don't get you anywhere.

Well, here I am two weeks later and although I have been very successful in organizing and purging the house as I get ready for the holidays, I have also realized I have one two many irons in the fire. What happened to my adopted motto of "find that one thing, and be the BEST at it"? It's almost as if I am allergic to "life balance"... Not really, but it does make me giggle a bit.

I have never been one to worry about taking a risk, said with a slight wince. Sometimes it has worked out, others not so much. But it's not the risk of making the wrong choices of what to keep, or what to let go of in life that scares me. It's the fear of things completely changing after I make said choices. Odd I know. After all, I know that I am destined to be a millionaire one day soon, but that doesn't mean it has to change ME. MAYBE, I fear the choices I have to make not for fear of the risk of the choice, but for fear of the choice changing ME.

Wow, this should of have been a "Dear Diary" entry, lol. And for the record, I am only drinking a warm glass of milk to help me fall asleep :)

So my task tomorrow is to pair down all my "activities" that I have so skillfully collected, all the while I am still and will remain a full time Realtor and decide what's a keeper, and what's not.

I am going to Be Bold, Take Risks, Embrace Fear, Welcome Change.... Or it's just not living.

The Path....

There once was a girl from Texas,

Who packed up the biggest Uhaul and moved away from it.

The purpose was not to reach a destination,

Rather to arrive at a new path and simply change direction.
Discover new wonders, in darkness and light.... storm and calm waters,
In each there is found delight.
To say I have arrived,
Is a waste of certain new adventures.

This path I tread is called living a life.
I will stop traveling it.... when I am dead and no longer living it.

"Not all those who wander are lost."

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