I was inspired once again while watching, of all things, the movie Finding Neverland.
Johnny Depp plays renowned novelist and playwright J.M. Barrie, the creator of Peter Pan. Mr. Barrie found his inspiration for the now infamous tale through a family of 4 boys that he met randomly one day in the park. Throughout the movie, he tells the boys that you will never make your dreams become reality unless you truly believe it will happen and envisioning them coming true.
“It's not going to work if no one believes in him”
"He imagines life the way he wants it to be, and he believes in it long enough and hard enough, that it all appears before him"
"He just believes”
"He just believes”
J.M. Barrie was quite accomplished in his day, despite his modest upbringing and his decision to pursue a career in literature, and much to the chagrin of his parents who wanted him to become a minister.
Score one more in favour of the powers of positive thinking :)
Now if I could just apply this philosophy to the other aspects of my life, I'd be all set. Its working wonders for my career, however certain areas of my personal life are still lagging behind.
While I'm thrilled that I finally lost those elusive last 5 pounds, I'm not completely happy with the way I look, and more importantly the way I feel. I still ride that diet and fitness roller-coaster, however now it’s a weekly ride as opposed to week long or month long bouts. Progress ???
My weight loss is small but noticeable; I've had several clients and coworkers comment on it - and trust me, they're a tough crowd. But I'm still not happy :( Then again, I'm a woman … are we ever happy?
I sense some New Year's resolutions on the horizon, though as I pointed out last year, I typically don't do very well with a Band Aid solution to a lifelong problem. And last year I proved myself right as I failed yet again to complete the tasks at hand. I guess I did eventually, but nowhere near according to plan.
Each and every day I notice the commitment and dedication put forth by my fellow trainers, and while I feel inspired and somewhat awestruck, I still hear those rumblings in my head; how I could never do what they do, could never be that discipline, could never be THAT fit.
While I'm thrilled that I finally lost those elusive last 5 pounds, I'm not completely happy with the way I look, and more importantly the way I feel. I still ride that diet and fitness roller-coaster, however now it’s a weekly ride as opposed to week long or month long bouts. Progress ???
My weight loss is small but noticeable; I've had several clients and coworkers comment on it - and trust me, they're a tough crowd. But I'm still not happy :( Then again, I'm a woman … are we ever happy?
I sense some New Year's resolutions on the horizon, though as I pointed out last year, I typically don't do very well with a Band Aid solution to a lifelong problem. And last year I proved myself right as I failed yet again to complete the tasks at hand. I guess I did eventually, but nowhere near according to plan.
Each and every day I notice the commitment and dedication put forth by my fellow trainers, and while I feel inspired and somewhat awestruck, I still hear those rumblings in my head; how I could never do what they do, could never be that discipline, could never be THAT fit.
Never is an ugly word :(
But 2012 will be different !! Armed with my new-found knowledge on deliberate creation and the secret to success, I hope to incorporate these values into my physical and emotional beings; the intellectual being is already in a pretty good place ;)
But 2012 will be different !! Armed with my new-found knowledge on deliberate creation and the secret to success, I hope to incorporate these values into my physical and emotional beings; the intellectual being is already in a pretty good place ;)
The plan is not to lose any weight per se, but to actually be fit and healthy. I still have zero control over food, and I still think about it nearly every second of every day. These past few days have been a holiday food and booze free-for-all, and I feel utterly disgusted with myself. And again, it’s not merely a matter of just indulging a wee bit and enjoying the Christmas season. I’ve eaten and drank more in the past 3 days than most people do in a week.
This ride is taking its toll on my body, and while I’m still lucky enough to bounce back fairly quickly from these binges, one has to wonder how long my luck will last. I’m tired of constantly feeling eater’s remorse … enough is enough.
In the tale of Peter Pan, Wendy tells Hook that in order to fly, you just think happy thoughts; and they lift you into the air. Well … that and a bit of fairy dust. The happy thoughts I can muster, now I just need to get a hold of some of that dust.
I do believe in fairies, I do, I do.
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