For years I wore high heels! Then, I drove into a tree. Much trauma! I bruised my heart, punctured my liver, broke my ribs and broke my foot. My foot never fully recovered.
Now, I can’t wear heels. In addition, I find that through out the years I have favored the foot that was injured, so I walk with a limp and there is weakness in my abdomen. Until I returned to Tennessee and started to walk daily, I did not realize this. Wow! My tummy got sore. Then the muscles started tightening. Hmmmm One of the girls at work made the comment that to walk with those spike heels, you had to have a strong core.
Balance & Courage
Bingo, I got the lesson. To become debt free, to build a little house, to accomplish anything that isn’t readily accepted one needs a strong core. Strength to face the opposition, strength to keep a focused vision and strength to enjoy the blessings from living outside the box! Courage is part of our core or Fear if the lace of courage is present.
I find it has become easy to be sidetracked. I recognize I have been living in Wish Land and limping along toward my goals for building my little house. Time to find Easy Street. My vehicle is Courage.
Want to move to my community? Drink your Cup of Courage and ride along.
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