One year I chose a cup which said, "Home Sweet Home" and my goal was that my family, my kids in particular, would be more polite and considerate. That year I encouraged our family to say "please" and "thank you" to each other. I encouraged thoughtfulness and peace in our home. At the end of the year, it seemed to me that we were all kinder, more considerate people. I felt my goal had been achieved.
Another year I chose a cup with a nice house on it. We had purchased undeveloped property outside town and were hoping to have some sort of living quarters there. I wanted a house there. My goal was a new house. In November of that year, we moved into the used double-wide trailer we'd set up on the property. We became country folk. My goal was achieved.
Having the coffee cup, and one single goal, has helped me actually accomplish goals over the years. It's a way of focusing, without being nagged and without despair. I usually have all year, after all, so I feel comfortable about working on the goal. I'm not resolving to lose 10 pounds in January or to change my life in 10 ways. I just resolve to accomplish one thing and I use a coffee cup to remind me of that resolution.
My cup this year: whirling dervishes, masters of controlled spiritual ecstacy, to help me improve my writing, to create stories which give readers a feeling of ecstacy.
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| From blog pix, Jan 09 |
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