This week on Romance Writers Weekly the question is: “I love daily mantras, they get me through the day and almost always gets me through tough times. What gets you over the hump of a really bad day?”
Interesting topic this week as I’ve recently taken up meditating in the morning. I don’t have a chant per say while I’m meditating, however, I made up a little pray or mantra years ago. Not long after my son was born. whenever I’d start to obsess and worry, I’d say to my self, “Safe, healthy, happy family.” I still revert to this when I’m worried or stressed.
I’m You-Tube browser and recently stumbled upon a video by Joe Dispenza. I went on to buy his book, Breaking the Habit of Being Yourself. It talks about all the negative mind speak most of us do and how it only short-circuits the bounty of what the universe is capable of sending our way. In other words, you receive what you’re sending out.
These days, I’m in serious need of changing my inner voice. Thinking healthier to be healthier as well a navigate the unpredictable upcoming changes at work.
Now on the the next RWW author on today’s blog hop Jenna Da Sie. In case you missed A.S. Fenichel please drop back to see her mantra.
Welcome to my Valentine’s Day post for Weekend Writing Warriors #wewriwa where authors share 8-10 sentences of their work.
I’m taking a break from, Sand and Sin for a snippet of a Valentine’s Day short. A woman surprises her lawyer fiancé who’s working late on Valentine’s Day and finds a Youtube moment.
Lindy maneuvered the enormous bouquet of red and silver, heart-shaped balloons from her old station wagon. Wouldn’t her serious, hard-working fiancé be surprised? They’d planned to meet for dinner after he’d finished some paperwork at the office. Six months ago she would have never imagined making floral deliveries. That was before the cable company farmed out their customer service techs to another country.
Skipping the elevator, she popped up two flights of stairs eager to see him. The firm had already ended their business day, but the suite remained unlocked. Only a single lamp lit the reception area. She skipped down the hall with the balloons bouncing against the walls and her head. Quietly, she turned the door knob to Brad’s office.
Lindy’s Valentine’s Day doesn’t end on a bad note. Check out the rest of her story, Cupid in Camo.