I once rode in a bicycle event that took us past some pretty incredible sights. The space shuttle was clearly visible from launch pad 39A. Alligators lined the trenches on the side of the highway and we pedaled within a few feet of the largest known eagle’s nest. When the ride ended and we were packing up our gear, one rider exclaimed, “Wasn’t the space shuttle awesome?” One of the faster, more competitive rider responded, “what space shuttle?” He went on to explain he was so concentrated on finishing the “race”, he saw absolutely nothing except the backside of the rider in front of him. How sad! He missed out on some of the greatest natural and manmade wonders in Florida. I couldn’t help but ask whether he enjoyed himself. […]
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Seven Things Every Writer Must Do, Part Four: Learn to Dance in The Rain
In my office, I have a framed quote that constantly reminds me life is not the absence of challenges, disappointments and unexpected twists. Those who succeed don’t avoid those storms, but rather learn to find the good in them. They learn to dance in the rain. As a writer, you’ll be faced with all sorts of storms. What you do with those storms will determine your future more than the storms themselves. So how do you learn to dance? Let’s take a look. Dancing in the Rain in a choice. You have little or no control over most of the storms in life. But you do have complete control over how you react to them. It’s true. I’m writing this on the airplane while traveling to the […]
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The Web of Purpose I sat on my deck sipping coffee as the sunrise ushered in a brand new day. A gentle breeze kissed my cheeks as mourning doves sang a love song. Suddenly, my eyes were drawn to the beginnings of a spider web. It glistened in the sunshine and dew dropped to the ground as the web swayed in the breeze. Already the eight-legged insect was hard at work. I sat with eyes fixed as he walked an exact number of steps in one direction, then turned and walked the exact same number of steps in another. All the while he secreted a sticky substance in his wake. Many times I thought the little creature would fall or get blown to the ground, but he seemed unaffected by […]
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