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The load I was carrying got heavier and heavier. I could feel the weight on my shoulders. I knew it was time to get rid of some stuff. It was time for me to clean out my pocketbook.

It would only take about ten minutes and yet I continued to put it off, lugging around the additional weight and clutter that caused me stress and frustration. I wasn’t ready.

Then, I had a dream. I was in line to board a plane. I was fumbling through my pocketbook to find my ticket. I was becoming more and more anxious as I moved closer to the front of the line, still unable to find my ticket to board. My pocketbook was a mess. I realized that I could miss my flight because I had refused to act on what I knew I needed to do.

The next morning when I awoke, I cleaned out my pocketbook. When I was done, I felt so light and so free. It almost felt like I could fly.

Wow . . .

“Take Action - Take Flight.”