Who could have ever predicted that when I stepped onto that plane to Wellington in the early hours of May 28th earlier this year, that a life changing "ohmygosh" moment was just hours away? Since that moment, the past eight weeks have seen the biggest shift in personal growth I could ever imagine. And day by day it just seems to keep getting bigger.
What a brilliant feeling, to finally have my ticket confirmed and paid for. With a little financial jiggerypokery, some robbing of Peter to pay Paul, I was able to secure my flights, and I got a damn good price. For now the bank account reads zilch again, but I'm confident it won't take long to start working towards the next milestone... small steps, big results...
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Kevin Biggar |
Jamie and I had a discussion about abs-olutely.blogspot.co.nz and my writing style (or lack of) Hey, I'm the first to admit, I'm certainly no literary genius, far from it... but Jamie suggested I take a look at one of the books penned by his friend Kevin Biggar, and it might give me some ideas and direction for my writing, so I went online and ordered The Oarsome Adventures of a Fat Boy Rower
So the entry is going to be short tonight. Actually there's lots to share, there's plenty of stuff I want to prattle on about.. but no, I'm snuggling down in my warm bed, with the rain beating down on the roof and a Fatboy Rower for company, or at least 326 pages of his ponderings... I just knew Fatboy Rower was going to resonate with me, when I opened up the first page and read the following...
"This is a story about trying to find happiness. There is a strange trick to being happy, you have to think certain things, believe certain things and hold your tongue a certain way..."I've always believed, think happy and you'll be happy, tell yourself you're happy and more often than not you can become happy... but more importantly, I grew up being told by my Grandad, "Jacq, it's all in the way you hold your tongue"
Asante
Jacq
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