Sometimes I see a half empty glass, and lose optimism in my hopes and dreams.
Tonight was a good example.
I started working on my sewing projects for my shop again.
It's been almost two weeks since I've done anything shop related, and I found myself unmotivated and unproductive.
Then I glanced at a bulletin board by my cutting table and saw this...
along with a few fun, fabric pieces (and Christmas ornaments) there is a piece of paper my mother gave to me with this printed on it...
A dream is a path to the future,
a quiet belief in the heart,
A small, secret wish nurtured
deep in the spirit, where all
great accomplishments start.
A dream is an endless horizon
that only the dreamer can see,
A dream is a challenge to all
that you are...
a promise of all you can be.
Just what I needed tonight.
My glass is half full and I am optimistic.