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I wrote this over a year ago. It
\nfeels even more applicable now. Maybe you can relate:<\/p>\n
\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>I \n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>I \u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 I want less email and \u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 I look forward to divesting from my \u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 I relish the \u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 I want days to be longer so I don’t \u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 I \u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 I want to spend more time with the people I love and the ones I find \u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 I yearn to immerse myself in the sacred and be choosy about the \u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 I choose to live my life now<\/i> *You know that I talk about my dog Aspen. I rescued her Victoria Moran <\/span>is an author, speaker, and certified life coach<\/a>. You can follow her Twitter<\/a>, Facebook<\/a>, and YouTube<\/a>.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" I wrote this over a year ago. It feels even more applicable now. Maybe you can relate: \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 I want a life with less stuff in it – fewer clothes I don’t wear, less mail and less paper; fewer to-do list items that don’t make my heart sing. I want everything in my home to…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":177,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-107","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-solving-problems"],"yoast_head":"\n
\nwant a life with less stuff in it – fewer clothes I
\ndon’t wear, less mail and less paper; fewer to-do list items that don’t make my
\nheart sing. I want everything in my home to either do something or mean
\nsomething.<\/p>\n
\nintend to travel less – only for real fun or real money.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\nthe nerve to not answer it if I don’t feel like it, and maybe not even open it
\nif I don’t feel like that. I want a clearer calendar and a shorter tax return.<\/p>\n
\nwardrobe any garment that has “sweat” as its first syllable.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\nthought of knowing less about Brad and Angelina and more about me. I crave the
\nchance to do more work that matters and less that spins my wheels.<\/p>\n
\nhave to choose between mediation and writing in my journal, or between yoga and
\nPilates, my husband and my daughter. Long days would mean making dinner from
\nscratch and writing with a pen. Days like that would put empty spaces in my
\nlife so if something wonderful showed up, there would be room for her to sit. I
\nwant more time to spend with my dog. (If I had the time, I’d get the dog.)\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n
\nwant to live in the day I’m given and stop defusing miracles by needing them so
\nmuch.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\ninteresting.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\nprofane.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\nand never again strive to reach a goal unless I should happen to take up
\nhockey.\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n
\nfourteen years ago and I love her to pieces, but she lives with my daughter and her husband and their other dog. I
\nlive with my husband our cat Bobby. I hope that next fall when I come back from
\nlots and lots of traveling with my new books, we will open our home to a
\ncat-tolerant canine.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n