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I'm going to do this.

I stumbled across a site, reverb10.com, that for each day of the month of December, you're given a prompt of something to reflect on in the year past, and I believe the year to come.  The tag line for the site is "reflect on this year & manifest what's next".  And I totally groove with that.  So, IT'S ON.  Get ready for a rock-rollin good time of me musing about the year behind and the year ahead.

I really appreciated why the woman started this last year.  Her mom died on November 30th when she was in sixth grade, so every year since then, the holidays have been a sad time.  Understandably.  But last year, she decided to change that.  She decided to make it a celebration.

And I'm down with that.

It made me think of how I always get so stressed out and worked up around the holidays, and how I've totally lost touch with how fun it used to be as a child.  This is the end of the year, a time of celebrating those that are in our lives that we love, and all the wonderful gifts we have been given in the past year, as well as to reflect on how wonderful we want the next year to be.

Yes, I think I could do with an attitude change around Christmas.  So let's get this ON.

Prompts from last year include reflecting on great trips, books, articles, and challenges from the past year.  My personal favorite is What was your epiphany for the year?  I hope that shows up again.  Though I'm not really hot on the "what ad made you think this year".  Blah.

But 2010 has been an amazing year, and I knew it would be.  Last December, I could feel something was shifting, and my New Years Eve party was a great omen for the coming year, and a great way to bring it on in.

This year I've begun to totally change my life.  I've changed my eating habits.  I've lost 30 pounds.  I've quit my job.  I've planned my business.  I've changed my attitude.  And I'm ready to begin.

Here's to 2011, a year of blossoms from the seeds that I've planted and sewn in 2010.
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So I've been listening to a lot of Law of Attraction stuff lately, specifically Abraham-Hicks stuff.  I mean, how new-agey can you get?  Not only talking about manifesting your desires by changing your energy vibration, but this information is being CHANNELED from a medium who is tapping into a wiser soul-entity group called Abraham.  Yeah, sounds far out, but I totally buy into that shit.

It was funny, because one of the suggestions they have I had actually thought up myself a few months earlier.  Or perhaps I channeled it, who knows?  Anyway, I'm putting it to use, and it is great.  And I want to share it with you, oh dear mysterious reader.

Meet my Manager, Mikey.  Or Malcolm.  Or Matt.  I've decided to rename him at my whim with another name starting with an M.  It's our thing.

I tend to get overwhelmed with all the little things I need to do.  But a birthday present.  Answer my e-mails.  Clean the bathtub.  Get that bill situation straightened out.  These little naggling nuggets really wear me down, and just cause me to want to escape into the vortex of my TV screen.

And that's where my Manager comes in.

I am now dictating to him all the things I need done, and am just letting him take care of it.  I've given him a team to work with, and he can delegate as needed.  And, if he needs action from me on anything, or a decision, he can come to me and let me know.  But otherwise, I'm just trusting him to take care of it.

It's been great.  The stress relief is profound.  And you know what, it is actually WORKING. 

Every now and again I'll get inspired to do something.  Like an idea for that birthday gift.  I know when I get that tapping, it's Mikey saying, yep, time for this now!  And I'll take care of it.  Great that he came up with the idea, and just put it in my head, and it's done.  I don't have to spend hours mulling over it.  Things just seem to be taking care of themselves, and the stuff I need to do, happens when I'm in a place where I'm motivated to do it.

That is the thing I've realized about this, is when that thought comes through my head to do something, I know that it means it is time to do it, so I get it taken care of then.  Because I realize that Mikey has discovered that that moment is the perfect moment to do it.  And then it is done!

Every now and again I want to pull one of those tasks back and chew on it, not actually getting anything done on it, but just stressing over it getting done.  But then I realize that it is disrespectful to Mikey.  After all, he's working so hard on it, I really shouldn't micro-manage him.

And you know what else I figured out?  He lives for this shit.  I think this is his passion, he loves helping out, whisking little tasks away from me, and finding ingenious ways to get them done.  So, who am I to deprive him of this?

I recommend to you, dear reader, to get your own Manager Mikey.  Or Mathilda.  Or Bob.  Whatever works for you.  You may find that some of the stuff that is on your mental to do list doesn't really need to get done.  But it's great, because you don't have to worry about that.  Let you Manager just handle everything, after all, he's got a team of employees to help him.

Then you can just sit back, relax, and enjoy whatever it is you are doing.  And live in the present moment.
 
 
Occasionally I think about this blog.  Yes, dear reader, only occasionally.  Anyway, as I think about this blog, I think of how I've neglected it.  That I should right SOMEthing here.  But this blog never really collected around much of a theme.  Except a sense of self-fascination.

I really would like this to be a place where I can just be whatever, whomever, and throw it all up in your faces.  I totally understand that this is not a blog that someone would follow.  Except, perhaps, my dear friend Johnny who awaits every word that drips from my lips.  (And nod to you, Johnny, your recent blog posting frenzy inspired me to type again).

So I suppose the value of this blog is really to me, a way for me to empty out the muck in my head.  And, if there are any voyeurs out there, they can take a peak.

So, there you have it, I suppose.  Perhaps I will immediately write another post dribbling out more words.

And perhaps not.
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