Challenged

Sometimes, I start to write and don't know what will come out. That's when I have to trust in the process, trust in the muse and let her flow.

Sometimes, I find a quote that inspires me before I write, but often, I start to write and then find a quote that fits what I'm writing about.

This morning, my writing is brief. I have a 7am meeting -- which means, I either get up at 4 to write, or wait until later, or write something brief.

And so, this is brief.

What a difference!

Brief is not my forte.

Perhaps, I should write on brief, being brief. Briefly being... short.

I am short.

Ask those who know me they'll tell you. Height is not my issue. At least lots of it. I've got height. 5.2 of it -- it's just not a lot of height for this world around me.

Both my daughters wanted height. Their dad is 6'2". Alas, the height gene passed them by. They're taller than me, but not... tall.

Know what I mean? The tall that can reach the top shelf of a cupboard without stretching and groaning and reaching and teetering and finally, giving up and grabbing a chair and standing on the chair and still having to stretch to find what's on the very back of the shelf.

That kind of tall.

That's me.

Vertically challenged.

And this morning, I'm time challenged too, so, I'll leave you with this amazing video of actress, Natasha Tsakos. It is worth the twenty minutes. Inspiring. Powerful. Awesome.