“One day I will find the right words and they will be simple.” Jack Kerouac
I am nearing the end of week 4 and I am still working on my DMP, (Definite Major Purpose). I know what I want, where I want to go, and how I want to get there…….I think. What I don’t have a handle on is how to define it. I mean, I thought I had a pretty nice clear idea, but now, with the changes happening within me because of this awesome Master Key Master Mind system, I am thinking of completely overhauling my purpose. How does that happen?
It happens because I’ve grown, and have actually started asking myself questions. Do I really want a beautiful home overlooking the water on Kiawah Island, South Carolina? Yes, that would be nice, but I think I’d really like to have a gorgeous condo with a view of downtown Minneapolis first. I still want to achieve this by writing a best seller or two, so there’s not much change there. My career is pretty much set in stone. World-wide acclaim for writing would be sort of nice. Actually, that really gets my solar plexus spinning.
And, of course, I’ve had no trouble pinpointing exactly where I want to vacation with my family and when: Las Ventanas Spa in Cabo, Mexico, Castle-hunting in Scotland with my granddaughters, Tuscany, and more.
Defining what I want to sacrifice in order to reach my dreams is very difficult. I mean, it’s not like I don’t believe in giving. As the saying goes, I would give anything to reach my dreams. So how do I zero in on “anything.” Giving up 3 hours of TV a day is trivial. I’ve promised to write, edit, and research for 3 hours a day, and invest 1 hour a day building my author’s platform on Twitter and Facebook, but that’s work I’d already be doing and I love doing, so it isn’t really a sacrifice. To say how much money I’ll give to the poor would be great if I knew how much money I’ll have to give. I know I want to work with children. I want them to know about that spark of power within them. But how do I get specific?
I know the right answer will come during one of my sits, when my “I” speaks to me. Eckhardt Tolle said, “I am not the voice in my head. I am the awareness of the voice disguised as a person.” Yes, I’ll sit and the perfect answer will come. Stillness is the language God speaks.
God and I merge in the Solar Plexus. Where did I read that this week? Haanel, probably. I am so loving this journey. Like ET’s heart which pulsates in bright red light when he’s filled with love and joy, I have come to feel the bliss within me too.