From The Couch Of Dreams
There I was, in my favorite recliner, a beer in one hand, the remote in the other and I was watching a NASCAR race for over 4 hours! 
It was beautiful outside, the sun was shinning, the temperature was a perfect 85 degrees F. and there I was with my feet up in the air, in a dimly lit rec. room, watching cars go around in circles for 4 hours. The next week I was doing the same thing all over again. Who said practice doesn’t make perfect?
There is nothing wrong with watching a sporting event or a little mindless television on occasion. For me, back then, it was every occasion. If it wasn’t racing, then it was baseball or basketball or football and do I dare admit I even watched a little Jerry Springer?? No, I can’t admit that (not yet anyway). Balance is the key to any life and I tipped the scales of my life heavily to one side (I also began tipping the bathroom scales) right into the crapper. My life stunk and I couldn’t even smell it. So there I was feet up in the air in my recliner, watching cars go around an around while my life was going nowhere. Yes my feet were blocking my vision so every now and then I would muster up enough energy to move my feet so I could clearly see the television hanging on the wall.
…To A Life of Purpose
I was in a job that did not challenge me and my life lacked passion. Like many people, I felt this is the life I made for myself and it is too late to change things. “It is what it is and that was that.” So one of my pleasures in life back then was sitting my but on the couch, turning on the TV and having some ( actually many) ”cold ones.” “Yeah I got it made,” I thought. Eventually this routine became very old and no longer satisfied what was left of my soul. Next, frustration and depression started setting in and then so did the process of self destruction. I was so deep in my own crap that I could not see why my dreams for the future were not coming true for me. I could not see because my feet were blocking my vision. It was not until I did something very profound that cleared up my sight. It was not until I moved my feet to where they belonged (under me) and began moving them that I was able to see why success wasn’t coming my way. Success wasn’t supposed to come my way, I have to move towards success and that requires movement.
” Your journey begins the moment you start moving from where you are to where you want to be – never before.”
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