Life is Precious.

Maybe it’s because I have CNN constantly streaming in the background while I work my day job, but the recent South Korean ferry disaster along with the Malaysia 370 tragedy have made me acutely aware of how precious life is and how it behooves us to remember how lucky we all are to be with the people we love, to be doing the things that inspire us, and to be living each day like a precious gift. In an ideal world, there should be no room for negativityutkatasana.

But it’s not easy. I have been feeling so down this past year for not being as focused on writing as I was the previous four years which resulted in my Carina Press debut, Unexpectedly You. I loved writing that book and I was thrilled when it received multiple offers for publication. But in the year since my sale, I’ve been blocked. And I’ve felt . . . guilty. Guilty for not producing. Guilty for being a procrastinator. Guilty for . . . fill in the blank.

But, the truth is, while I may not have been sitting on my butt this past year and writing my next book, I was busy building a new life. I had no choice. You see, I let go of some baggage the year before. The worst kind—the one I coveted and bought for myself to make me look younger, prettier, smarter. Okay, maybe not smarter.

So, even though it felt like I was starting all over again, I jumped in with two feet. I bought a cute home in wine country. I found the perfect creative job that allows me to work from home so I get to spend quality time with my two favorite creatures in the world – my puppies. I have an entire farmer’s market worth of produce growing in my kitchen garden. I watch endless NBA games. I dance and do yoga. I try out new recipes. I go out to brunch with girlfriends. I am living life on my terms and it feels really, really good. I feel rejuvenated. Revived. My creative well filled to the brim once again and my fingers itching to get back to writing . . . on my terms.

We choose what feels right and we discard what doesn’t. So ‘Ms. Guilt’ – take notice. I’m dumping ya.

Oh, and did I mention that because I wasn’t sitting on my butt twelve hours a day, I lost 22 lbs.? Yep, I’ve mastered the art of writing while doing a mean Utkatasana. Life is not only good. It’s precious.

(Thank you to the fiercely amazing Samantha Ann King for allowing me to blog for her today.)


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Life is Precious. — 6 Comments

  1. Lily this is a really wonderful post. One that I can relate to, as I’ve experienced a similar year, and one that I find inspiring. I’m thrilled that you’ve created a life that you truly love. Congrats on the weight loss and thank you for sharing your experience.

  2. Life is precious. We have to remember to live it to the fullest. With or without writing.

    I will forever be a ‘beginner’ yoga practitioner, so I’m totally in awe if you can do that awkward pose while writing. Namaste.

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