About a year ago I wrote a note and put it on my desk. It said
I want more work
The next day I ran back to it and tore it in a million pieces and wrote a new note
I want more paid work
Because, let’s face it- we likely all have enough ‘work’.
Things began picking up. You may think it was the note and the (overused word) intention, you may think it was the extra work I did, you may think it was the attitude, you may think it was the moment of enlightenment I got when I read the value of a Starbucks customer over a lifetime is $27,000 and my ticket prices are much higher than that latte you are holding and perhaps I should take my good to great and treat every single customer like they are the beginning and the end. And be impeccable in my word. (oh how I love that phrase and I am working on it).
And you will be right no matter what you think.
Would you also believe I write notes to myself about my friendships, my whole family and the boy I wanted to come into my life?
What are you asking for?
Want to see some magic? Take a look. I am a lucky duck. Sometimes I even get to wear a bikini to the office in all this heat.
You think all I ever think about is art? I can’t live on that alone. There is chocolate too. Come here see what I mean.
Have a beautiful day. And write yourself a little note and see what happens. ( And maybe use spellcheck as I clearly did not)