She believed she
could, so she did.
That’s become my mantra of late. There are alot of things I want to do – I want
to finish my current novel, write my blog, and build my ghost blogging and
social media business. I want to go Paris. I want to spend time with my family.
I want to lose weight and improve my fitness. My mantra tells me that if I
believe in my ability to accomplish my dreams I can. The ugly truth is that
belief in yourself is often not sufficient. I wish it were.
Faith in yourself must be accompanied by copious amounts of
effort – hard work. My sore muscles are reminding me of that this morning. I
spent yesterday at the local YMCA. Thirty minutes on the bike and two sets on
each of the weight machines. I feel good about the effort; just don’t ask me to
lift my arms over my head.
Writing, no matter how passionate I feel or how great a
story I have to tell requires effort, as well. Belief in myself must take me to
the keyboard and put the pen in my hand. It must drive me to on-going exercise,
and daily practice. Writing is one of those things that “she did,” past tense,
never comes because there is always something else to write.
Maybe a better mantra for a writer would be “she believes she can, so she
does.” She does sit down to her computer daily. She does plan out time to
write. She does keep a journal. And when
one goal is accomplished, she does move on to the next.
