I’ve been thinking how we generally accept that there are areas of our lives that we are powerless to control.  We feel that we have no control over the crazy boss, bills, our partner’s habits, or what our children do.  We have no power to choose in some situations.  Yet is that true?

I’ve certainly had a boss from the pits, who was constantly unhappy with whatever I did, loved to let me know and was controlling.  It was no fun and to be honest I didn’t really handle it well.  I vacillated between trying to keep a safe distance and doing my best or giving up and not really trying as hard.    I definitely felt powerless with this person.   Yet was that true?

In these economic times, I’m grateful that I have my own bookkeeping business and am making a living from my work. A year and half ago I had no idea how I was going to pay my bills, and in a short period I’ve built a strong business.  Yet I’ve been running myself ragged with this business in order to make the money.  No time to play, exercise, cook, talk to friends, or time to write.  I’m giving all my time to my business.

Normally I’m in my office around 1:30 o’clock in the afternoon, busy working and not at all in touch with the outside world.

On St. Patrick’s Day, I had the gift of being on the bus around this time and all around me was a ‘sea of green.’  In New York City, the St. Patrick’s Day Parade is a fun way to spend the afternoon.    The weather was beautiful…sunny, warm and perfect for people to come out of their offices and celebrate.

As you know from a previous post, I’m an avid book reader…actually book junkie.    I usually have open several books at a time and I love doing this.    Last week on my bookshelf, I picked up this great ‘feel good’ book:   “Happy for No Reason:  7 Steps to Being Happy from the Inside Out” by Marci Shimoff with Carol Kline.  I just finished reading the chapter Live a Life Inspired by Purpose.

My health is the #1 priority in my life.  I don’t always treat it so, but my intention is to keep myself focused on my number one priority.  It’s a learning curve for me, and every day I wake up reminding myself that  “today my health is the most important focus for me.”  When I go to bed, I ask how did I treat my physical being today.  Was I neglectful, a little respectful or did I center my energies in treating my body as a priceless gift.