Aspire Magazine: Inspiration for a Woman's Soul.(TM) Feb/March 2018 Aspire Mag Full Issue: Inner Prospe | Page 53
STEP 2: Be aware;
opportunity doesn’t
knock … but you
should.
Are you constantly seeing the talents you
possess? Are you a good home decorator
or photographer? How will you move these
from paper to action? Be aware. There is
always someone that will tell you what they
can’t do: “I can’t send out my Christmas
card photos,” “I can’t decorate my house.”
Your boss says, “We are working on the
marketing brochure.” Your answer, “I can do
it.” Gain experience.
Are you also facing midlife angst—watching
your children let go of your hand and feeling
a bit lost, constantly contemplating, “What’s
next for me?” If so, perhaps the following
ideas can help.
STEP 1: Write!
Every day when I wake up, before I do
anything (okay, that’s a lie—usually for me
it’s after I’ve had my coffee) I write down
talents I possess or passions and ideas
that I have. I park them on paper. Doing this
helped me to recognize I am creative and
passionate about health and helping others.
STEP 3: Write (again).
Write a purpose plan. I am a believer in the
law of attraction, to some degree. The late
Louise Hay started her day with positive
affirmations, and she credits that practice for
her abundant life. I like that (a lot), but I don’t
entirely buy it. Hay had affirmations and
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Ten years ago, I didn’t need a job (although
I did have one) because I had a purpose:
raising my children. My job took care of
things like paying my mortgage, but it was
never my purpose. I even left my job for a
while and joined the ranks of the #SAHM
(stay at home moms), thinking this would
help me delve deeper into my purpose. My
purpose was raising my beautiful children,
and my performance review was their health
and happiness. I loved my purpose. Yet, as
I drop a forgotten lunch off for my almost
senior in high school (seriously, I know I
shouldn’t do that), and I wait behind the bus
as the boy with the dimples gets on, I have
nothing else to do but recognize that I am
being “laid off.” Oh, don’t get me wrong, I
know they still need me in this dicey teenage
existence they are navigating through. But
at the same time, they are spreading their
wings and preparing to fly in search of their
own purpose. However, as I allow and
encourage them to do this, I find my own
wings are kind of worn and a little crumpled.
I seem to lack … purpose.