Tuesday, December 18, 2007

Christmas Cocaine

I had a vision come to me yesterday morning after I awoke from a highly-active dream sequence (as I did this morning). My new mantra is "Make My Dreams A Reality." I know, I know, it's not original. It's not even particularly catchy. But it is what it is and it's symbolic to me as it's clearing the way for me to stop thinking about what I want and start claiming what I want. I guess that's a normal part of evolving, right?

So 2008 is going to be about loosening the notch on my perfection belt and accepting that conditions don't have to be perfect or ideal in order for me to make an effort.

My friend TAN - a kindred spirit in this little town of uniqueness - and I had lunch yesterday. She is amazing and an hour flies by when we're together. She gave me a book entitled "Writing Down The Bones: Freeing The Writer Within," and I took it as a sign that my waking mantra was bang-on.

And today's mantra? Just say no to Christmas Cocaine Candy. You guys I'm not even kidding. The skinny jeans I bought at Urban Outfitters on Sunday called me fatty when I tried them on at home. They be like, "OOOOHHHHHHHHH, u ain't fiddina' wear me, Candymama."

Is it my dream to be a little fatty-fat hat? No. And so today I say no to CCC. No. NO!

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