I used to get up in the morning, groaning and thumping at my alarm clock. Getting up meant back to the unpleasant people at the office, doing things I hate just to get a chance of doing something I really love. I would get home feeling totally depressed and like a truck hit me.

That has changed. I took a class with Parisha Taylor who suggested that we all start writing a story, the night before, of what we would really like to live. No holds barred. Color, experiences, really get our senses and emotions into what we love. Then when we get up in the morning – hold that as the picture to open my eyes to.

Now, when that clock rings to wake me up, often I am already awake, in anticipation of all the health, wealth and happiness I have in my day.

~ Josianna Wellington