Year 3: Day 46: My Anchor

I have fallen in love with The Rock's (Dwayne Johnson) new reality show, Wake-up Call.

I watched the first episode as a joke because when I saw promos for the show, I told my husband to sign me up! The Rock could wake me up anytime!

I guess the joke was on me, the first episode blew me away and I have been faithfully watching ever since.

Each week, I gain a new nugget of knowledge or inspiration. Simple things like "Success starts early." Not early as in age, but early as in time. If I want to be successful than I have to get up early and put the time in. It's that simple.

In last week's episode, The Rock talked about how weight lifting became his anchor during a time in his life when there was nothing else he could do to help or control a suggestion. He said everyone needs an anchor.

I've thought about that a lot.

I'm a christian so it would be easy to say Christ is my anchor (which he is), but I think finding your anchor means something more.

I have friends who find a way to run every day. Every. Single. Day. It doesn't matter how many kids, the ages of the kids, the husbands schedule...nothing gets in the way of that run. That is an anchor.

Writing use to be my anchor. No matter how busy or how tired or how chaotic, I wrote. I wrote in my journals. I have close to 20 old journals (I just buy spiral bound notebooks). I love putting down my thoughts, my ideas, my frustrations, my triumphs, my questions, my discoveries, my hopes and dreams. I love writing.

I want writing to be my anchor again.

I know it works. I wrote. I walked. I walked. I wrote. That first year was blissful. If I wanted to write a post, I had to walk because I can't lie in my writings. I just can't.

I stopped writing and I stopped doing a lot of other things.

I forgot my anchor.

And I want it back.

Happy Journey!