You can get so confused
That you’ll start in to race
Down long wiggled roads at a break-necking pace
And grind on for miles across weirdish wild space,
Headed, I fear, toward a most useless place.
The Waiting Place . . .

~ Dr. Seuss, Oh, The Places You'll Go!

Choosing a Coach

The Waiting Game

A sad truth is that most people live their lives allowing themselves to get swept along like a log in a river. They are swept into other people’s dreams and thereby lose their own. They make time for everything but themselves, enhancing their body, home, garden, stereo system, etc.,—but neglect to develop who they are being in the world—and why.

What are you waiting for? There is no time like the present!

We all have the extraordinary coded within us,
waiting to be released.

~ Jean Houston