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Weekly Review: Lost on a Back Road


This morning is my scheduled weekly review.  Where I am supposed to disconnect, reflect and recharge and review my life plan.

 Sometimes I find myself going down a road, I don't want to be.  I never planned on.  In fact, I had been cruising through life enjoying the view until I suddenly realized...this is not where I am supposed to be.

 My old operating procedure would have been to shift in to a higher gear and race mindlessly into a wall.

 Instead, today I am pulling over.  Pulling onto a flat shoulder at the top of a hill.  Getting outside myself to take a long look forward and backward.  Taking some time to accept where I am and my own state of mind.  Pulling out my map...life plan, I consciously choose my next steps carefully.  

Going back is not possible.  Getting out of the consequences is not an option.  However, moving forward mindfully and intentionally is.

I will follow through with some commitments I made without thinking and I will finish things I have started. However, my GPS has been reset and I am determined to choose my turning points more carefully.  

To create and save space for all that matters.  To hold this space until I can get there!

 Then, to stay.  To stay in the land God has called me to.  To not shrug or shrink or hesitate.  

 If you do not have mile markers in your life that will cause you to stop and think about the directions you are going today, I would encourage you to create them.

 Here are my steps to doing this:

1.  Review my life plan.  (Check out Living Forward by Michael Hyatt)
2.  Review my goals and my next steps.
3.  Look at my calendar for the next six months and evaluate the direction I am going.
4.  Turn on "Do not disturb" on my phone and stay away from media, technology and people for a long enough chunk of time to decompress and create wiggle room.  Room to think and move ideas and organize feelings.
5.  Write my whys.

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