Well, it’s here, finally. Sometimes, you just have to dropkick fear, put aside some other things, and push the literary work out.
Saying No to the Big O has been ready for its debut; it was just waiting for its writer to be ready.
And now . . . she is!
If you haven’t been already, and shame on you if you haven’t, you can check out the description, trailer, and a few other goodies about Saying No at the SN2BO page!
For those who have had your taste and are ready to dive in, you can purchase SN2BO for $2.99 at both Amazon and Smashwords!
Looking forward to seeing what you all think!
Don’t be shy. Don’t be scared. Look. Open your eyes and look. Beautiful, right? I see your lips curl upward. Yet, I still see fear in your eyes. Release fear. This is no dream.
He has seen your struggle. He has tasted the heartache in your tears, and it hurts him as much as it hurts you. But no tears now. Smile. Wider. And look.
He has created all this for you. Didn’t you ask? Oh, you didn’t think he was listening. He was and every prayer is being answered. Look. Touch. Smile. Let us move forward.
One foot in front of the other. Don’t look back. Don’t carry it with you. Forward motion. See what he has for you? Look. Touch. Smile. Move. Embrace it. Dwell in it. It’s yours. It is you.
Feels good, doesn’t it? Answered prayers. He may not come when you want him, but he’ll be there right on time. Look. Touch. Smile. Move. Embrace it. Keep asking. Keep moving. Keep seeing his blessings fall on you like sweet, soft rain.
Be still. Her mind whirled. Work. Homework. Editing. Counseling. Coaching. Supporting. Cleaning. Cooking. Organizing. Planning. Stress. Anxiety. Depression. Fear. Worry. Breathe.
Be still. The Fixer. Is everyone OK? Sour bile rises in your chest when you sense others’ tension. You can’t focus. Do anything. Fixing others fixes your worry on people. But you’re not fixed. Breathe.
Be still. Just when you think you can get no further behind, you take ill, and your life falls apart. Anxiety grows, pains show, and you still try to do everything. Breathe.
Be still. You get a few seconds to yourself and phone dings. Phone calls. E-mails. Texts. Facebook. People needing you, now, not realizing you need the silence . . . now. You sigh, respond. Breathe.
Not being still means not loving yourself enough to want to breathe, to want serenity, peace. When you’re not centered, you can’t be happy. Will you continue fixing others and letting yourself fall off your axis completely?