A man is newly in my life.
At first, second and possibly third glance outwardly we don’t appear to go together–even to me!
Nonetheless, I really dig [a favorite word of his] this dude, my prince charming, because in learning more about him I feel compelled to do and be my best.
It fascinates me that in this moment he accepts me as I am! Who knew such chaps still exist?!! When he offers me feedback I do not sense an ulterior motive. I am simply being offered his perspective to use as I please. My point: he already finds me to be at my best.
Still, I feel compelled to do more than simply listen to the still, small voice within. I feel called to act, to move with the flow of the present energy. To continue to be my best.
Yes, each human being receives the same invitation to be fabulous. I don’t know about you but I feel too tired to be fabulous some days. So engaging this force of nature who as part of his daily course steps out on the limb, stirs, motivates and inspires me to step out on my limb more often, consistently.
To be at my best seems to be a natural outcropping. I keenly sense the natural flow from one good soul doing his best deserving another doing her best.
