Living Adventures Of The Heart on a Houseboat - Murray River, South Australia

This month I experienced living adventures of the heart on a luxurious houseboat!

It was a gathering of like-minded adventurers; a reunion of some of our group that traveled to Antarctica in January and February earlier this year.

It was also my first experience on a houseboat, and in the region within South Australia where we cruised down (up?) the Murray River.

'Captain' Andy, one of our fellow adventurers had thrown out an invite to us via email a few months ago to gather here on these magical waters and to share the wonderful experience on his houseboat. I took the bait! It was the best bite of the trip! (Peer tried his hand at fishing and barely got a nibble!)

There were so many highlights, and many captured within the first of the four days of cruising.

My back was still on the mend so instead of participating directly in the water sports and rough play (water fights and 'people' tossing into the river were just a few) I enjoyed capturing the magic moments with my camera.

On day two, Andy took us out in the dingy through the marshlands, tearing through the river 'alleyways' and reeds. The air became polluted with our squeals and laughter as Andy steered and belted our way through the narrow channels.


Matt got whipped around on the tube behind the ski boat, as did apparently his shorts! The men decided to entertain us with a visual to remember: re-routing the ski-boat direction so Matt could zip past us (we were sitting on the back deck of the houseboat), baring all his glory, lying face up on the tube and giggling.


We spent four glorious days laughing, loving and living adventures of the heart.

The games didn't stop at dusk. Instead, they magnified as the affect of plenty of wine and beer flowed.

Card games became a spectacle at night-time as body slapping occurred with a "King," "Queen," "Jack," or "Ace." Andy led the group, apparently bending the rules on occasions. He liked to win! And he certainly had quality competition.

For four days, we ate like kings and queens. Whilst we all pitched in, Erika mostly commandeered the kitchen and spoiled us with her love and passion for cooking. Normally I'm the 'Kitchen Queen', so I lavished the opportunity to have someone else be in charge of (most of) the cooking.

The men (mostly Peer) took care of cooking on the BBQ out on the back deck. The first morning used most of the eggs.

The rest of the eggs were used the following day, 'trick-or-treat' style as egg-throwing occurred on Halloween. I dodged the mucky affair, witnessing the hilarity whilst behind the sanctity of the glass sliding door to the deck, avoiding being egg-slapped and possibly pushed into the water.



The magic moments stacked high for the long weekend that we enjoyed together. The weather was perfect, warm and inviting to sit out on the top deck at night. The sunsets lit up the sky with majestic oranges, pink and gold rays of light. The crack of dawn reflected it's stillness in the smooth water, mirroring the reflection of the trees on the banks and the clouds forming gentle puffs of white cotton wool.

Perhaps my favourite magic moments are all the ones connecting deeper with each of my friends, forming stronger bonds in friendship and love with like-minded souls.

Thank you Andy for the opportunity to experience such joy and fun on your beautiful luxurious houseboat, and connecting with you all again.

Remember... "Life is either a great adventure, or nothing at all." ~Helen Keller~

Service with Heart

Living Adventures of the Heart! It's what I do best!

To me it means showing up every day in life to play full-out.

Sometimes, that means physical adventures, and it also means expanding past the self-limiting boundaries I perceive in my own personal life journey. Every day is an adventure!

I'm back in Perth, settled in after an amazing ten day adventure to Melbourne, then Adelaide, South Australia to reunite with friends (from probably my most magical adventure yet - a trip to Antarctica back in Jan/Feb of this year.)

This post is about a wonderful ...and quite frankly, the BEST SERVICE I have ever experienced from any restaurateur.

Meet George McArdle, the venue manager for "Bombay Bicycle Club," a unique restaurant in Adelaide.

This story is all about his BIG HEART and a memorable experience. (I've also just noticed the t-shirt I was wearing that day. I believe there is no co-incidence, only co-creation. By the way, that white band around my waist was my back brace supporting me after my 'spontaneous' injury on Tuesday.)

I arrived at the Adelaide airport at 3pm on Thursday 29th October from Melbourne to be greeted by my friends Peer and Margaret, who are literally my close neighbours and had flown in from Perth. Erika also greeted me with a welcoming smile and a hug. She lives in Adelaide and was picking us up. We had flown in to prepare for an amazing houseboat holiday adventure on the Murray River (that blog post is coming next!).

We were all hungry, so headed straight out to the Bombay Bicycle Club which Erika was excited to recommend to us.

Unfortunately, when we arrived we were advised initially by George that the kitchen wasn't due to be open for another two hours!

"Wow! Really? We've been anticipating amazing food here, recommended by our friend," I said, pointing to Erika. "We've just flown in and we're hungry!"

"Sorry," he said. But he looked undecided.

We all gently asked if there was any alternative food available. There wasn't anything we wanted.

"Okay," I breathed out. We all looked at each other, slowly preparing to head off.

"Wait!" George says. "I can't promise anything, but let me go see if the chef is in yet and is prepared to make something up early. I'll be right back. But I'm not promising anything."

He came back with a BIG smile. We all whooped with joy!

We kept it simple. We all decided on the delicious 'Salt & Pepper Squid.' My heart was singing for his kindness, opening up his restaurant early for us to eat and enjoy their fare.

George, if you're reading this... again, THANK YOU! You made a decision that affected four people in a powerful way. Just as well, I'm a 'big-mouth' and love to share with people wonderful stories that exemplify excellence and Living Adventures Of The Heart.....

In return for your kindness George, I am absolutely excited to share your restaurant details.

For a great restaurant experience: ambiance, service, food and wine. Next time you're in Adelaide head on over to The Bombay Bicycle Club

Melbourne, Munchies, Mentoring and Mishaps

I arrived in Melbourne on Monday, for a four day catch-up with great friends, and to attend Dale Beaumont's "Propel Your Profile" event.

As always, my life is packed, daily, with adventure of all sorts.

My first day in this beautiful city I was greeted with warm sun kisses as the weather glowed with the hint of summer arriving. My friend Kim, picked me up from the airport and we headed straight out to lunch on the waterfront. Tapas and talking... we were in our element!

Tuesday, Kim indulged me in finding a Spa so I could get a foot massage. With recent chiropractic treatment, my practitioner has warned me to steer clear of body massages for awhile, but that a foot massage was OK.

The hiccup came with the way I was sitting in the lounge chair for the hour. The chair being an overstuffed delicious couch, was too big for me. My lower back being compromised as I stretched my legs forward onto the footstool.

At the end of the hour, my feet felt fantastic. My lower back ached. As I walked out of the store I sensed I needed to rest, not walk.

That evening, whilst preparing to go out for the "Propel Your Profile" event being presented by Dale Beaumont (Author and Publisher of the "Secrets of...... Exposed" series) I made the fatal mistake of the 'head flick' whilst blow drying my hair. As my back pinched with a piercing pain I was reminded of an exact same scenario of a patient I attended to early in my previous Paramedic career.

Gasping for breath as I clutched the vanity counter to support myself, I cursed at the timing. Able to straighten myself up with favouring my left leg, I hobbled out of the bathroom ready for the event but concerned about my back.

"Oh my God!" Kim cried. "Are you alright?"

"No! But I'm going to the event."

I mustered my strength and supported my body as best I could for the 3 hours we attended the seminar. I squirmed in my chair, shifting to avoid pain and to support my back.

I began wondering about the next phase of my journey coming up.... heading to Adelaide for a house boat tour. I sat thinking also about my recent illness over a week ago with a 'stomach bug' that turned out to be 'food poisoning'... I believe everything happens for a reason, so perhaps I'm getting plenty of hints to slow down for a little while.

Attending the "Propel Your Profile" event was as destined as I had expected. Whilst on my recent travels in Europe, I had followed Dale's (and his wife, Katherine, and son, Finnigan) journey throughout Europe also. I had made a mental note that I wanted him as one of my mentors in my life. When I arrived in Australia the opportunity to come to this event 'showed up'.

Law of Attraction.

And I am excited to say I am weaving the threads of all the learnings from so many of my courses and travels these last few years, into a wonderful tapestry with Dale's direction. He is a wonderful example of someone 'Walking their Talk' and emanates one of my highest values, Integrity.

That night, back in bed, I couldn't get comfortable. My sleep disrupted by my back 'catching' any time I moved or attempted to roll over. I finally fell asleep again at 5am and slept through to just after noon. The house was empty, void of any sound of Kim or Jaydan, her two year old.

After hobbling out to the lounge room, I found a note on the table that she was out having coffee at her parents. I called her.

"How's your back?" She asked.

"Not good," I'm disappointed to advise. "I'm wondering if I can get an urgent appointment with Jason's (her husband's) chiropractor?"

A few hours later, I'm booked to see an alternate chiropractor only ten minutes away. He can see me today.

When I went to the appointment and explained my history, current situation and also his assessment he advised me, "I'm afraid you have a disc bulge at L4."

"Oh no," I'm teary. I'm determined to continue my holiday on the house boat in Adelaide this week. He says, "see how you feel tomorrow. You might change your mind."

"At least once I'm on the house boat I can rest," I justify. "It's not like I'm going on a trek!"

"True," he says. "Let's book you in for tomorrow also, before you go on your flight."

I'm touched by the level of care and professionalism from him. He's gentle and kind, supportive even.

So this morning, I have woken up 'stiff and sore' from the treatment yesterday. I'm more confident than yesterday, with my back supported with a brace, my nerves less jangling with the aid of Voltaren, and my back being iced every 10 minutes to soothe the inflammation.

I'm heading to Adelaide today.

I'm grateful to rest. I see this as a gift for me to focus on my health, on my heart, on my spirit and to do some mind-mapping for the coming business projects I have in the pipeline.

Mostly, I'm grateful for my financial independence. For the freedom to rest and relax, even on a house-boat, without the fear of income drying up.

Financial Freedom was always a dream of mine through my teens and twenties. Now in my early Thirties I am fortunate to be at a level in life to recreate and design my life on yet another level.

The point of sharing my story is, that even with a 'blessed' financial life (self-created), all sorts of issues still occur: health, relationships, family, even monetary (just usually with a few more 0's added to the dollars).

Never let any 'issue' get in the way of your goal.

I loved a message Dale Beaumont shared at his event with regards to getting what you want: "If you can't get in through the front door, go around the back door. If you can't get in the back door, go through the side window. If you can't get through the side window, go down the chimney!"

Find a way to live life on your terms. Fulfill your dreams. And dare to dream BIG! Make it happen and NEVER give up.

Gratitude is the Key to an abundance of success!

The POWER of sincere Gratitude is often very much misunderstood and underestimated.

Gratitude will create a vibrational force that magnetizes abundance into your life. Not just in the financial sense. It also magnetizes more of whatever you are focusing on and truly appreciating, seeing the gift of what you have in your life.... RIGHT NOW....

Equally, if you focus on what you don't want, or in fact not appreciating what you have now in your life, you are resisting what you have and in essence focusing on what you DON'T WANT.

This often occurs with people who resist money, yet find themselves in a financial conundrum. People often want more money, want more wealth, yet FEAR it. At some level there is a resistance and if you look deep enough into these situations they will usually show up a pattern of focusing on the illusion of their reality NOW.

~What's important is to focus on what is GREAT NOW with a sincere embodiment of GRATITUDE. ~

We created the financial situation in the now, by the constant thoughts and actions of the past. The lag time shows up the evidence, 'reality' mirroring what you had been thinking. If you choose to keep thinking the same thoughts, your 'reality' will keep showing up the same. If you're focusing on abundance, the gifts, the magnificence, the magic, you will get more of the same. Needless to say, if you're afraid and focusing on bills, debts, and creating illusions of the future of more of the same.... well, you will get more of the same.

There is a solution to this financial example. As it seems to stem as the perceived problem by many.

First, define the problem. It's usually not a money income problem. It's more often than not, a money SPENDING problem.

Once defined, you can now empower yourself to make alternative choices. AND most importantly re-set your frame of point of view to focus on what you already have NOW.. and BE......... sincerely grateful.

Once you enter this space, a positive magnetic force will occur, opening up your mind to alternative thoughts and therefore actions. New insights, and opportunities will 'magically' appear.

A few days ago, I had quite a strong response both on my profile page and in my message box to a status update on facebook, which was:

"Financial Freedom is the attainment of Passive Income exceeding Needs rather than Wants." ~Phil Jones~

I also mentioned in a comment to the post (in response to a previous comment):

"...This is one of my FAVOURITE topics to discuss...
I have successfully created financial freedom++ for myself and love to guide others who wish to do the same.."

It brought forth a flood of people wanting guidance.

There is no magic pill. But, the right mind-set with a core essence focused on Gratitude, it could be perceived as magic!

There is no one strategy physically to create wealth. There are thousands of ways to create financial freedom. But these are purely the vehicles. And like learning how to drive a car, you need to learn "how to drive" the vehicle. That knowledge is what helps you then recognize how to maneuver the vehicle and get you from A - B.

YOU have all that you need within you to succeed financially. You have the answers to the questions you are yet to ask. Each and every one of us is connected, within the matrix of consciousness. Some of the answers will show up directly within your mind. Some answers will lead you to others who will assist you with the answer.

Simply tap in to the abundance of what is already great in your life NOW and focus on Gratitude. Lag time aside, your 'reality' will evolve into a new one, as you shed the skin of false beliefs, that you are stuck in a financial nightmare.

The first step for guidance is... Gratitude is the key.

It is not the only tool by far. It is certainly the first and ESSENTIAL step on the path of abundance; the path of creating your life by design, on your terms so you too can SHINE... ...creating your own unique footprint on the path of life, with all the wealth you desire.

Now.. for helping you learn how to drive your vehicle of abundance, I highly recommend "Think and Grow Rich" as your foundational book on your path to financial success.

I will leave you with a beautiful quote from Melody Beattie (author of "Co-Dependent No More" 1987)

“Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life. It turns what we have into enough, and more. It turns denial into acceptance, chaos to order, confusion to clarity. It can turn a meal into a feast, a house into a home, a stranger into a friend. Gratitude makes sense of our past, brings peace for today, and creates a vision for tomorrow.” ~Melody Beattie~

Author's note: Wealth embraces more than just money. It equals money, assets, relationships, spirituality and health. When these are all satisfying in our life we have true abundance, true wealth.

Amazonion Bugs... get into my stomach

These last few days I have been bound to my bed with a stomach bug and on a 'dunny run' for the umpteenth time. Clutching my stomach, bent over double on the loo, on my fourth day of this ordeal, in great pain I cry out... "dear God, please help me through this. Help me clear this crap."

And then I get some insight.

I see it as a cleanse physically and emotionally, as the emotional 'crap' I'd been hanging onto in recent weeks, storing it in my belly.

I'm momentarily in gratitude, then squeak as I grip my belly with another cramp rolling through. I'm feeling weak, and exhausted. I want this to stop. I shut my eyes and breathe....

I'm also transported back in time to September 2008 when I was in the Peruvian Amazon Jungle, and experienced more 'bugs' than I bargained for.

A four day adventure in the thick of the Amazon was amazing and enlightening as to how I can cope being ill in one of the most isolated parts of the world.

We flew in to Puerto Maldonado (Peru, near the Bolivian border), picked up by tour guides and led to an office to leave most of our luggage. We were each given a "ten kilo duffel bag," meaning we could only pack ten kilos of belongings to travel with us.

From there we were transported by bus to the Amazon river, all piling into a motorized canoe. An hour later, we disembark, and begin a 3 kilometer trek along a path cut through the jungle, to another canoe. This time our guides paddle them.

The squawks of the jungle and the rhythmic chirp of the cicadas are echoed around me as the sound of the paddle dipping and sliding through the water keeps me present in the canoe.

I'm in the Amazon!

Four days of nature, magnificent nature. Photographing tarantula spiders on guided night walks, spying Macaws flying through the trees at the wee hours of the morning, a forest full of life: bugs, monkeys, spiders, snakes, insects, and an abundance of beautiful trees.

Day two my stomach started to rumble. I had a close encounter with the stomach bug. Fatigue. Lethargy. And a closer relationship with my en suite bathroom.

Not to waste my precious time and opportunity to experience Mother Nature in this beautiful land, I chewed on Imodium and Buscopan like candy.

I roomed with my partner on the tour, Kristina, from Los Angles. We had only met for the first time in Cusco for the first part of the tour to Machu Pichu. She had a few days of ill health there, with a reaction to malaria pills.

I had taken no medication or vaccinations to come to the jungle. When advised of it in Peru by the girls on the tour (I hadn't been given any instructions from my US tour company), I had Videl, my tour guide, scout Cusco with me to find a medical center to get the 'Yellow Fever' shot. When we found one, they said they had none, and that it wasn't necessary given the time of the year.

They tell me it's dry season and there are not many mosquitoes about. I'm only concerned about one biting me with the disease! I make a mental note to be extra vigilant with the mosquito repellent and long clothing.

I'm a little anxious, about not carrying the medical documentation and also for the possibility of getting sick with Yellow Fever. But that was the least of my concern.

Most of the jungle activity is bustling at dawn and dusk, and during the night. So by day, I slept, oblivious to the steamy heat. My body just grateful to be horizontal. I willed myself forward for the early morning trail walks and laid myself out to sleep on the bench in the canoe, opening an eye every now and then when 'Tarzan,' our tour guide pointed out a caimen (crocodile) in the amazonian river water.

Transported back to my current moment, I grab some water from the kitchen to dissolve some more hydralyte. As I mix the orange powder into the liquid and stir, I'm ever grateful to be in my home, with a comfortable bed and privacy to allow my body to heal.

The only animals present are my cute, cuddly cats and dogs snuggling up to comfort me and give me love. And the occasional fly buzzing by my head, which I swat to keep it clear of me.

I nestle into my bed pillows as I smile with gratitude with reliving the magic memories of my Amazonian experience.

I'm feeling better already.

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Integrated, in India...

A year ago today, a journey from San Francisco led me to Chennai, India.

'Oneness' called.

It was just three months prior, in July, that I had attended the Level One event in Fiji. Now in India, I faced level two.

It was a time of solitude, enforced silence, to quieten the mind.

My mind, which often races a million miles an hour, took a few days to be content chattering away with itself, so as not to impose it's hectic conversation on others at the ashram. Slowly, my neurons also got the hint to stay silent... and eventually, I entered into the 'gap'.. the space where awareness heightens, expands, and explores deep into the soul.

Each morning, we meandered down to the 'lecture hall,' almost half a mile away from the dormitories. These twin buildings stand proud side by side, a road separating them, keeping the sexes apart. Females to the right. Males to the left.

After our morning session of yoga and meditation, we quietly shuffled next door to the 'kitchen hall' where again the conversation was (mostly) quietly confined to the boundaries within, accentuated only with the clang of cutlery and the scraping of plates, as people 'bussed' their own trays, disposing of the remains of vegan food. Much of it, like goo. Some of it, delicious. But, after a few days I found myself begging the Dasas for some protein.

At the time, I was still eating strictly gluten-free, and protein in my meals helped me to keep my blood sugar levels stable. They had a tendency to dive, sometimes without warning, leaving me confused, irritable, and cranky.

"We do not have any meat on the campus," my Dasa told me. "But we do have eggs. How many would you like, I will arrange to have them boiled and brought to you."

It was now day two, and I was famished for some 'solid' food. My stomach wasn't appreciating all the curried vegetables, without something to substantiate it. My mind startled into response, "I'll have four please!" I say, rubbing my stomach. I'm hoping I don't sound too greedy.

When she sends the eggs to me, I am glad I asked for four. They were a little larger than quail eggs. OK, slight exaggeration, but they were ...small.

With my body's blood sugar satiated, I faced a new challenge throughout the week. The first four days during the lectures, my eyelids refused to stay open. Positioning myself in a spot at the back of the hall, 'hidden' behind a few people, I found myself in a deep sleep for most of the time during that part of the week.

It wasn't jet-lag. It was like I had been 'put' to sleep. Healing.

Yet, on the fourth day I found myself guarding my body with tortuous back pain. It was because of this, that I met Dr. Steven Klayman. A wonderful chiropractor. I watched him do muscle testing on a woman in the lecture hall during a short break. It fascinated me, and led to me asking him what he is doing.

"TBM," he says. "Total Body Modification, which is a technique to balance the body."

"Oh! Can you do some of that on me, please?" I hold short of begging. I explain to him the symptoms of my current back pain.

I met up with him during the lunch break, at the men's dorm entrance. I arrived at the entrance, and left my flip flops on the tiles outside the door. Matching them up in line with the other tens of pairs neatly lined up in rows. Inside the foyer, were mostly men, with the odd woman in attendance visiting her husband, who is also sharing the Oneness experience.

Steven has me stand tall, and instructs me to turn, sit, lie down whilst he works on my body. I have an audience of five men watching. Their humour turns into curiosity as they witness my body shift and align in front of them.

"WOW!" one of the guys say. It's my friend Michael.

I am lying down and felt my hip 'click' without any direct manipulation. Steven 'blocks' me in position with someone's running shoes he has temporarily pinched from outside the entrance door. I lie still for a few minutes until he muscle tests me again.

Then Steven has me stand and muscle tests me for my organs. I'm noticing how much straighter I feel. The pain in my lower back is now a simple ache, dissolving.

Steven's further tests have me intrigued. My stomach test fails. 'Weak'.

He tests further and determines I have some allergies. I nod and confess to being diagnosed with Coeliac (Celiac) Disease.

"What's that?" he asks.

"Allergic to gluten," I say. Then begin to explain further to help him understand.

So he tests me some more and determines other issues I already know about and a few minor things he advises me of. He whispers in my ear, "you have a slight urinary tract infection."

I blush. "Yes," I nod. With the drastic change in diet, packed full of carbohydrates, I had indeed felt the odd 'tingle' sensation.

My mind is buzzing with the congruency of his tests and my body 'speaking' to him with it's truth. I hear a voice in my head, "You need to learn this, and you too will teach it." I briefly roll my eyes inwardly, gently mocking God with "you want me to do yet another course?!" I smile and breathe out. "Lead the way," I whisper back.

When Steve's done, I ask, "how do I learn this? When you were doing this to me, I heard a voice in my head, "You will teach this too."

He writes the details for Dr Victor Frank, one of the founders of this technique, on a piece of paper for me. I learn he is now retired but still lives in St George, Utah and teaches the odd seminar on the technique.

Little did I know of the extraordinary adventure, of the gateway and path this experience was to lead me..... to even more extraordinary adventures...

~*~*~ ...this is a condensed extract from a travel narrative - "Living Adventures of The Heart: A Global Trek & A Journey Within." by Katie Gilbert ~*~*~ ....still being written.

*****

I've thought about this a lot today, with the nature of my back and body, needing re-alignment again with my chiropractor here in Perth, Western Australia. Dr Eric Schwelm, practices with SOT (Sacral-Occipital Therapy). Whilst a little different to the TBM, his philosophy is similar and he is extraordinary with helping to re-align the body.

It's only been this year that I have been exposed to the valuable benefits of balance and well-being from visiting an OUTSTANDING chiropractor. Not the simple 'crack' and 'snap' kind. Instead, the gentle touch and tap on the trigger points to help your body re-connect and communicate with all parts of itself.....

...in order to function the way we are meant to.

To let go of old patterns that once protected us, and now no longer serve us... To communicate with itself, in order to align back into patterns that serve us NOW.

Popping the Pimple of Procrastination

Procrastination.... have you ever heard yourself say, "I'll get to it later," or "I'll do it tomorrow," or simply ignoring what needs to be done to move you towards your goals, or completing simple tasks at work or home?

Here's the thing. The longer you wait, and put off your task...the worse it gets.

"The greatest amount of wasted time is the time not getting started." ~Dawson Trotman (March 25, 1906 - June 18, 1956) an evangelist and founder of the 'Navigators'

"Psychologists often cite procrastination as a mechanism for coping with the anxiety associated with starting or completing any task or decision." (Wikipedia).

I don't believe that Procrastination is 'laziness'. I believe it is simply a case of too 'big-case-istis.' When you simply view the task or goal at hand as TOO LARGE.

CHUNKING down... is the solution.

Often, when we put off (procrastinate) what needs to be done, it is due to us feeling overwhelmed (and perhaps anxious) of the 'enormity' of the task at hand. Or an illusion of the (perceived BIG) effort level involved.

Have you ever heard the question: "How do you eat an elephant?"

The answer is: "one bite at a time."

Yesterday, I wrote about "The Magic of Momentum" from the angle of an enthusiastic soul bolting from the starting blocks; sometimes, coming to a grinding halt due to lack of awareness of using pace (attempting to start in 4th gear, instead of first, and stalling).

Like a coin that has two sides of the one unit: if jumping out of the starting blocks enthusiastically and 'hitting the wall' is the 'heads', then procrastination is simply the 'tails'. BOTH require CHUNKING your goal or task down into 'bite sized' pieces.

Once you have a list of steps written down you can then take "one step at a time." Which, like getting up out of your chair now and walking "one-step-at-a-time" to your kitchen or water cooler for a drink of water to refresh your creative mind, and back to your desk to write the list, means you create momentum for yourself. It also creates a sense of fulfillment and very quickly compounds into massive action in other areas of your life also.

In addition to creating your list, or perhaps in helping you create it, is making yourself accountable to a friend, a family member, or even a life/business coach who can help you break your goal/task down into easily-achievable pieces.

If perhaps, you are stalling because you can't see the BIG picture yet, or feel like you are in a fog, with dim lights... then...

...Remember, in the words from a great man, "You don't have to see the whole staircase, just take the first step." ~Martin Luther King, Jr.