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About My Love of Self Improvement


If you walk a mile in my shoes, you'll end up at the bookstore.

A friend shared this with me on Facebook last week and I loved it. Because it's true. Well, not literally walking a mile because there is nothing that close to where I live, but metaphorically speaking, if you follow me, you will find yourself at the bookstore. I love the bookstore.

Once at the bookstore, you may see me scanning all sorts of aisles--general fiction, mystery, memoir, new age, gardening, nature, art, photography, journals, bargain books. Ultimately, however, you will find me in self improvement. This is where I will linger. I may even sit on the floor while I peruse a few options. It is my favorite section.

I have read a lot of books from this section and seeing them on the shelves with all sorts of unread potential treasures beside them is both comforting and exciting. It's like visiting old friends who are inviting me to meet new friends, except I don't have to think of something witty to say.

Even the blogs and articles I read online are mostly about self improvement. I know I am not a perfect person. I know that isn't even a realistic goal. But I am always interested in how I can be a better me. How can I focus on what is truly important? What is truly important to me? What makes me cranky? What makes me happy? How do I get more of that? How can I live my life better?

These are the questions I follow. It's not that I want to be bigger or faster or have a different life. I want to know how to be more content and more kind in the life that I already have. I feel that the key is making small shifts in my attitude, habits, and behavior. Self improvement.


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