The words we use are important. The words we choose when we speak and write defines the way we think.
I have always had goals. Some I have reached and some have been forgotten. I used to follow my goal sheet religiously. Every six months I would cross out the goals I had reached, create new ones and then do it all over again. Always reaching for a tangible moment of satisfaction, living through it and then wanting more.
For years, I had been living for the future. Living to see those goals transpire before my eyes, only to add new ones the minute they came to fruition.
Lately, I have been focusing on being the best version of me! and made some simple but bold changes. As I look in the proverbial mirror, I am a changed man.
I have never had so much momentum as I do now. I have never had as much energy as I do today.
My old goals have fallen by the waist side and my Goal sheet has been ignored. I no longer chase what can only be reached.
Intentions have no ending, no fleeting place to reach to. but…within my intentions I can always strive to be my best.