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Do You Even Really Know What You Want In Life?

So, this happened for me yesterday!! You may read the entire Forbes article here

4. Reverse Engineer Your Legacy. 

Start with the end in mind and think about the impact you want to leave on the world. Then, reverse engineer the actions and steps you need to take to start building that.

Rather than focusing your life force on the hours worked or checking off society’s external measures of “success,” honestly ask yourself what you’d like to create on this planet that will leave ripple effects long after you’re gone. Your legacy is how people will remember you.

This could look like a piece of art, sustainable efforts in your company, or even writing a book.

As Ondi Laure, founder of Story Launcher’s Persona Publishing system which helps people build their legacy through writing a book, advises: “You need to begin creating your legacy and not just a business.”

After all, a business is just a way to make money, but a legacy is something that will last far beyond your life. A legacy is something that will continue to impact future generations. It could be something as simple as a book that parents read to their children or a nationwide business on every street corner. 

Imagine telling your story that will inspire thousands of people. The world is looking for authenticity, and writing a book is a powerful way to share your deepest thoughts, dreams, and desires that will lay the foundation for your legacy. Shift your focus on what actions you can take that will reach far beyond a business alone. Wealth and success come and go… but the legacy you leave behind, and with intention, will last forever.

Connect with me, personally, at Storylauncher.com or in our writing groups on Facebook… all of our links may be found at MyInkLinks.com

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Do You Even Really Know What You Want In Life?

Celinne Da Costa

Celinne Da CostaContributorForbesWomenCelinne Da Costa is a writer, speaker, and brand story coach teaching entrepreneurs to become confident leaders with powerful stories, influential brands, international media coverage, and thousands of raving followers.

5 Key Shifts To Make Your Book Bring 6-Figures

  • Write
  • Publish 
  • Market   

To  a 6 Figure Income so that you can enjoy the freedoms to live, learn and write freely, build your empire and focus on your true genious in creating your business…

Shift # 1- Be Bold

Shift #2- Commit To Professional Standards

Shift #3- The Secret Weapon- Persona Publishing®

Shit #4- Leverage your Talents

Shift #5- Don’t’ Go It Alone…   

… no book was ever written in a vacuum. 

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Share Your Calling

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Grab ahold of your calling as a writer and document your experience during this Global Pandemic.

We as writers are being called to write and document these times and our experiences.

Write Daily:

1. Your successes and celebrations

2. Where did you find courage today?

3. 3-4 things that you are grateful for today.

4. What tasks do you want to accomplish today?

Really work on documenting and writing down these thought/action items daily. Please join us in our writer’s group at http://bit.ly/Storytribe and share your success!

Mariah’s Dance

Mariah danced and twirled through the falling flakes. Her extra-large snow boots, handed down from her big brother, collected the moist powder pilling upon the street. Just as the snowflakes, she shone in her unique youthful beauty.

Her auburn locks bounced against her shoulders and ebony skin shone like frozen dew. The reflection in her eyes was as unique as each intricate laced crystal descending.

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On Mariah danced while holding hands with school friends: close friends and one or two beaux through college and then finally her soul mate once the winds had gentled and the heavy white flakes swept down. They all had accompanied her in this snowflake crescendo.

The abrupt winds of life tasseled her hair and tore her skirts. The snowflakes continued to steadily fall, occasionally entangled in the treetops, to inevitable continue their descent as the sunshine kissed her once rosy cheeks leaving lines of laughter beside her almond eyes and smile as she twirled.

Pigtails and ponytails once peeked from beneath her woolen hats. Long flowing locks, the envy of the times, relented to shorter curls where snowflakes now could not be noticed amid the white in her hair as they rested along their descent.

And like the snowflake’s inevitable tumble, Mariah watched her babies and then her grandbabies grow and dance amid the falling snow.

Mariah’s Dance

A little story about the beautifully inevitable passage of time.

 

Mariah danced and twirled through the falling flakes. Her extra large snow boots, handed down from her big brother, collected the moist powder piling upon the street. Just as the snowflakes, she shone in her unique youthful beauty.

Her auburn locks bounced against her shoulders and ebony skin shone like frozen dew. The reflection in her eyes was as unique as each intricate laced crystal descending.

On Mariah danced while holding hands with school friends: close friends and one or two beaux through college and then finally her soul mate once the winds had gentled and the heavy white flakes swept down. They all had accompanied her in this snowflake crescendo.

The Abrupt winds of life tasseled her hair and tore her skirts. The snowflakes continued to steadily fall, occasionally entangled in the treetops, to inevitable continue their descent as the sunshine kissed her once rosy cheeks leaving lines of laughter beside her almond eyes and smile as she twirled.

Pigtails and ponytails once peeked from beneath her woolen hats. Long flowing locks, the envy of the times, relented to shorter curls where snowflakes now could not be noticed amid the white in her hair as they rested along their descent.

And like the snowflake’s inevitable tumble, Mariah watched her babies and then her grandbabies grow and dance amid the falling snow.

-Ondi Laure

Welcome to my new site

The life of a writer is one crazy ride. This being my new site, I have yet to post any blogs to date.

I would like to invite you to explore my other various blogs I strive to keep up with while I’m off in New York at The Writer’s Digest Annual Conference…

My favorite blog to share is Comedy of a Cowgirl

My Middle-grade blog is found at OLShepp.net

Enjoy! And I’ll be getting this endeavor underway as soon as I’m back at the ranch…

The launch of Character

The form below was found at the back of an old notebook I kept years ago. I have no resource details as to its origin. Forgive me if this is too familiar for plagiarism is never intended…

Character Name Kirsti 

Role in Story:    

Kirsti, a fiery and small teenaged daughter of a Royal Lollard Knight, is reared an only child by her father and pagan grandmamma to withstand the harsh Northumbrian coast and the shifting sands of early renaissance England.

      Occupation: 

trained to fulfill her father’s solemn duties of a Lollard Knight to share forbidden English Bibles to empower an oppressed nation if he should perish unearths answers to a mystery that will haunt mankind across millennium.

(* come back soon for further updates to my character, Kirsti’s creation)

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