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GRATITUDE
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by [Turtle ]

2007-05-06  |     | 



I feel stuck. For almost a week, I feel stuck. Few days ago, when I realised that I can't go on with my skedule, with my common tasks, I've been wondering what's going on with me. Then suddenly, I came to understand. No, it wasnt boredom; it wasn't even the faint feeling that I'm too tired, as I thought in the beginning. Not that it couldn't be that either... But I somehow knew it was not that. I wasn't too tired. How anyone can be tired when doing something he likes like crazy!?! No, it had to be something else... What then? WHAT?!?
And then FLASH! Like when somone turns on the light in a dark room, everything blew out straight before my eyes: the plan! My plan. My goals. What happened with my goals? When was the last time I allowed myself to lay down everything, and have a few moments to review last steps I made? Review quietly all the things I've done lately, all the moments of joy, brought by each small success, by each step forward I've made in the last months?
No. I simply forgot to allow myself to enjoy the moments. To feel good. To breathe the air around me, without worrying for the next step. Relaxed. Awaken, but somehow away from all the noise, all the struggle, all details that usually tend to become so too much important, that hide away the beauty of the moment we're passing through.
The beauty of LIFE ITSELF.
Life is not made of giant successes. It's all about moments. About feeling each slice of a second, somewhere inside, very deep inside. It's about feeling people, people that you meet or met on your way, people that helped you achieve your goals... No matter how small or big would've been those goals. Because there have been people that stood there for you, and brought their contribution to your success... A thought, an advice, or simply a glance...
I forgot about all those tiny little things that make a series of small achievements, become a great moment. A success.
For success is not like a flashing light. It only appears to be, from time to time. But it's not. Success becomes visible for everybody, when you are able to gather enough successful steps, to make the significant one. The one that makes every previous small step, become visible to everyone under the form of Success; of the great achievement.
And from time to time, we owe that to ourselves, and to everyone that we know or don't know, but certainly has brought a silent contribution to this final step.
So, was there such a step?
Yes. There was. I published my book, "Inner Rhythms". It is a success. There were lots of steps, many years of hopes, dreams, desires melt into that dream, to become a project; and then pieces of work. A work that finally came out under the form of a book. And when it came out as reality, when it wasn't anymore a dream or a project under development, but a fact, I found myself so confused, so happy but so confused, so surprised and so unprepared for what was happening!
Many people contributed to that success. It isn't my success only. People that have been around me everyday; people I got so much used to see them, feel them very close all the time, that maybe I didn't even notice if I payed them the attention they deserve...
And that, maybe because they are too close. So close that their gentle touch loses its meanings, its signifiance sometimes... Especially when the rush of a moment, the pressure of another, made me lose my attention, my self-control. Or, when being awfully tired, I forgot to care about anything and everything, even about myself. And they were there for me. And maybe in those moments, I weren't there for them, and still, they didn't care, didn't bother to ask "Hey, where are you? We're here for you!" ...
And now, I have to pay my respects to all those that have been "now and here" for me. Known or unknown; counscious or unconscious. I know that I've been supported, I've been helped.
There were so many things, moments, facts, knowlege, gathered together in this project! So many people that taught me important things, like the "secrets" of internet marketing, designing a book cover, writing a salespage, promotion, taking care of myself, avoiding to stay overnights --- as I tend to, when things seem to get out of my control, and so on... They were there for me, to help me learn and understand everything that means basic and even more than that, about online business, goal setting, goal achieving, self esteem, respect for the others...
This is the moment when I have to say THANK YOU to a lot of people. The list is extremly long, so I will name only a few:
The "Poezie.ro" literary site, "Noduri şi semne" group of poetry writers, David Vallieres, Dirk Dupon, Patric Chan, Jimmy D. Brown, Silviu Radu, Horia Matei Nicolae, Sheila Edwards, Henry Gold, Bob Proctor, Clifford Mee, James Ray, Derrick VanDyke, Jim Edwards, Jim Daniels, Luis Allport, S. Kumar, Michael Cheney, Mike Filsaime, Shawn Casey, Russell Brunson, Vic Johnson, Rebecca Fine, Gabriel Moldoveanu, and many, many others.
A very special THANKS to Florina, Antonina and Ioana. Three women that brought into my life more than I can say in words...
There are also my sister, nephew, and my brother-in -law. Thanks!
And last, but not least, not rewarding myself for all that work, makes things look and feel like a waste... Which is not the case.
It is now the moment to say that I am grateful to all of you, for all the help I got, whether I knew it or not.
It is now the moment for me to cool the engines for a short time, to enjoy the surroundings, say THANK YOU FOLKS, and get prepared for the next race.
It is now the moment to allow myself enjoy everyone, everything, and every moment spent to reach from the initial dream, to the final fact.
It is now the moment to express my GRATITUDE, my LOVE for YOU. ALL of you.

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