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Focus


It's Sunday.  
Time to get some perspective.
Regain some purpose.
What keeps you focused?


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  1. Just 5 minutes of visualization. I like to do it right before bed when the lights are off and I am relaxed. Helps me reel things in and focus on how I want things to go. I can "see" it :)

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  2. For me, really taking some time to think about where I am, where I want to be, and what I need to do to get there helps!

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  3. Ritalin. lol

    I like to make lists. Lots of lists. Seeing it writing helps

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  4. my family keeps me focused
    hope you are doing well

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  5. My schedule keeps me focused, my kids and husband! Have a great next week :)

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  6. One way for me to get focused is to go to church on Sunday and hear a great sermon. It gets me off to a good start for the week.

    It helps me to be in an attitude of gratitude for my life and all the blessings I have.

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  7. This is a great question and I have no idea what my answer is. Maybe progress? It keeps me motivated.

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  8. I must write everything down. I may have 3 or 4 lists at the same time, but without SEEING it, I lose sight. Gotta have my eye on the ball.. if you know what I mean :)
    My blog also helps me with this focus and staying on track.

    Have a great day my friend !

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  9. my many mission statements.

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  10. Writing. Stories get the voices out of my head. Blog posts keep me connected. Lists keep me organized. Writing writing writing.

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  11. Hmmm, i think staying focussed is just paying attention for me, choosing to work at it.

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  12. What keep me focused? Hmmmm...I would have to say my goals, progress, and my honesty with myself!!! Hope you're doing well!!!!

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