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The road to success is always under construction; share your equations for success — and learn some new ones.
Dreams With Scissors
I didn't feel like I had much control of my life growing up. I'm sure most kids don't. The only plan I had after graduation was talking about going to Tennessee with my best friend. I had vague dreams of wanting to be a famous country music singer. I also talked about joining the Air Force or going to college.
By WriterKat5 years ago in Motivation
Handmade Healing
When my daughter passed away at 4 months old, I was left with a gaping hole that nothing could fill. At a friend’s recommendation, I found solace in the creation of a detailed scrapbook of her short life. Later, I created memorial gifts for family members from her clothing.
By Amy Lyon5 years ago in Motivation
Couple teams up to support Troops in harm's way.
18 years ago, a woman who hadn’t sewn for more than 40 years began a nationwide sewing project. In the ’60s, as a farm girl in Oklahoma, I made an apron in 4-H and a skirt in Home Ec. That was the extent of my sewing skills until years later when I learned that America had deployed Troops who were dying from heatstroke in Iraq where temperatures often rose to 130°-140°+. In June 2004, I read an article that told of a Soldier who, after standing guard duty, collapsed and died from severe heatstroke. She left behind a 2-year-old daughter. That heartbreaking story compelled me to try to find a way to help. Research on the internet pointed me toward a possible solution. I found directions for a simple pattern for making life-saving cooling ties that could reduce body core temperatures by 7° or more. The article said they were helpful for golfers and gardeners, so why not for our Military?
By Karen Stark5 years ago in Motivation
Immortality Is Within Your Grasp If You Share That Story Floating Around Alone In Your Mind
As I'm sitting here, taking notes on the many different story ideas I have floating around, I realize I would much rather be doing anything else. If you're an outdoorsy person then this is the time of year you understand where I'm coming from. It's 11:11 a.m. and the weather is beautiful outside. The temperatures a comfortable seventy-five degrees and climbing with partly cloudy skies. The skies are wonderful with the clouds right now. The white, fluffy, formations, like that of a batch of cotton balls, reflecting the sun's majestic warming light, stick out against the soft color of blue hanging over our heads.
By Jason Ray Morton 5 years ago in Motivation
We are able
I don’t like writing about myself. I prefer to invent a fascinating protagonist who endures an enthralling and vast venture, eventually creating an interesting tale that absorbs its readers like a sponge immersed in water. I’m not as exciting as the characters found in literature, I’m no Matilda or Harry Potter – I don’t have superhuman telepathic powers enabling my index finger to control the vase that sits on my coffee table, making it hover in the air like a drone. I’m certainly not a wizard that can wave a wand, making whatever I want, appear instantaneously. I do envy those characters though, what an easy life that must be.
By Rachel Brennan5 years ago in Motivation
Passion - A Word With A Dignified Meaning!
Hi, Before I proceed, let me introduce myself. I am an entrepreneur running an online gifting platform for the last three years. My passion is for business, and so I'm into it. The word "Passion" seems to be just a seven-letter word but carries a dignified meaning.
By Abhay Dhabarde5 years ago in Motivation
Broken Foot, Whole Heart
This all started with a broken foot. More precisely, this all started with a mishap involving a curb and a lower-than-expected piece of pavement . . . and ended with a torn ligament, an avulsion fracture, and a sprain of just about everything else in my left foot. (So much for fire drills being a safety precaution.) It was late April 2017, and I didn’t need medical training to know that biking, hiking, swimming, and just about everything but sitting on the couch would be out of the question for much of the upcoming summer.
By Candice Bellows5 years ago in Motivation
The Not So Glamorous Life of a Fashion Designer Who Never Really Cared About Glamour in the First Place. Top Story - June 2021.
I looked like a boy. Granted, at age 8, this was highly intentional but nonetheless I was a girl choosing to wear exclusively boys’ clothing. I was deemed the token weird kid in my grade. As a child I loved playing basketball, my favorite color was blue, however stereotypical that is, and picking up worms or frogs when found was something I genuinely looked forward to. Frankly, to this day I still fight the urge deep, deep inside me to pick up a frog when I spot one, but alas, that’s an entirely different story. Bringing it back to the point, I struggled a lot when I was a kid. I couldn’t keep friends for more than a school year, I constantly felt like an outcast, and the comments made about my appearance weren’t always easy to ignore. But most of all I couldn’t, for the life of me, understand why I was expected to wear dresses and skirts and flowery things and ruffles and LIKE THE COLOR PINK. Why was that considered “normal” for a girl but my basketball shorts and oversized t-shirt weren’t? Ack. In all honesty, I’ve only recently warmed up to some of those things at age 25. I still rock oversized shorts and t-shirts on occasion though.
By Heather Brackman5 years ago in Motivation
Hooked Haberdashery
I grew up with a mother who could craft all sorts of things - sew, crochet, knit, macrame, whatever she decided to do, she could do. As the oldest child, I benefitted from her sewing with holiday matching dresses for meand my Mom - some of my favorites in our old photo albums. Her hideaway Singer machine is probably in some museum somewhere, but to me, it was always this mystical symbol of her creativity. A similar "vintage" model is worth nearly a thousand dollars on eBay! My other favorite in her creative tool arsenal was her set of pinking shears. I delighted in using those, and frequently used them for various reasons - none of which they were actually designed for. Only now, decades later, do I understand her horror when I delighted in using pinking shears for, well, everything other than "pinking." My husband has been the beneficiary of similar sentiments when grabbing my scissors for some task or other.
By Pamela Kazlauskas5 years ago in Motivation
Faith, Hope and Aspirations
When I was eight years old, I knew I wanted to be an artist. I had urges. They just wouldn’t be ignored. There was a Saturday TV show in the Fifties that captivated me. Draw with Frank Webb. He exuded confidence and made me feel I could do this. All I knew was those pesky urges wanted something creative to do.
By Jan Portugal5 years ago in Motivation
How This Young Entrepreneur Changed His Mindset To Build A Successful 7-Figure Business
For many, the pandemic was a time of professional struggle and business loss - but for Alex Machuca, CEO of Lyncrest Media, it was anything but. Instead, the pandemic was a time of new beginnings that cracked open his desires and got him on the path to where he thrives most.
By Edmund Morgan5 years ago in Motivation
