When Your Dream Boards Don’t Work—Laugh.

 

Me & Meg Ryan—Best Friends.

 

This almost had my daughter peeing her pants. We are going through stuff, and pulled my dream boards out of the back room where they have been parched by the hot California sun. My dreams are parched by that same sun.

From Toastmasters to Hit TV Show. Maserati. House on the Vineyard. Published books.

As my daughter would say, Big Whoop.

I’ve spent years reaching outside of my life for something more, something bigger. Isn’t that what all those happy, successful people tell us to do…? Live your best life they say and fill the airwaves with images of glamour and continual bliss and ease.

I’ve been through enough since chasing my best life to know it is now about reaching into my life and pulling out what is already here. No more reaching out, chasing illusions and someone else’s idea of what is a best life. Only reaching in, and letting it breathe and paint the way.

The Soul Reporter

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