Living from Your Future Self


Did you ever consider what your process is for making decisions? Do you decide to do what you do because of your circumstances, or how you feel that day, or just because it seems the right thing for the moment?

I have discovered a way of making decisions that changes everything. Ready?

Back from the Future

First, you must know what you are after. Let’s use a certain body size for example-your goal in the next three months is to drop two pants sizes.

Here is the process:

  • visualize what you are after in terms of your goal. Put yourself in the place where you will be in the future, feel it now, look at it now in minute details.

“I am a size 10. I wear stylish clothes and I am not embarrassed in public. I live my life out loud and I don’t hide. I choose foods that nourish my body, I honor my body and I make movement a priority, especially on the weekends.”

  • Who are you once you have achieved that goal? How do you think? What do you do? How do you see the world? How do you interpret things differently than you used to?

“I don’t have issues with food. Food is lovely but doesn’t have more importance in my life than it needs to. I eat like a normal person and I choose foods that nourish me. I don’t obsess over my weight. I have a life filled with other good things.” 

  • Make decisions in view of being there. How do you dress? What do you eat for breakfast? Where do you live? What do you speak about? How do you spend your free time?

“When I am a size 10, would I do this thing?” If the answer is no, just don’t do it.

“When I am a size 10, would I take the time to do this, that or the other?”

Be “it” Now!

The person you are in the future and the way that person thinks is truly what can create the results you want in your life.

Write down what you want to create. Go there completely. Then come back in the now and live it day in and day out.

It can really be that simple.

I know it sounds simplistic, but I dare you to try it! If you are interested, email me here, and I’ll send you a free pdf with a letter you can write to yourself from the future! And as always, please share this blog post with the people in your life who need to hear it!

Creative Writing: Baby Shower Beauty

We happen to sit ourselves at the same table for Joelle’s baby shower, Jenn, Larissa and myself.

Jenn lost a beautiful baby boy many years ago. Now 46, she is a soccer player and a runner with a houseful of boisterous teenagers and a thriving career. Larissa is in her early thirties, pregnant with baby number two, working full time while loving fiercely and unapologetically on her disabled husband at home. And me, I’m approaching 60, grandma to 5, soon 6 littles, a writer weathered by life, still standing in amazing grace.

“Please enjoy the food and each other’s company. We’ll let Joelle open her gifts soon,” Hannah says. “And remember to fill out those papers with your best advice. Think about what you would want someone to say to you on your worst day as a mom.”

My mind goes back to how overwhelmed I felt with the laundry, and the meals, and the messes, and the driving, and the bickering back and forth when mine were little, but I am thinking of how easy that part was. Teenagehood with its deep emotions that breaks sensitive hearts, sickness that smells like death, questions that remain unanswered, that’s the hard part. That’s the part when I gladly wore my knees out in prayer.

“You don’t have to know it all,” I start writing. “Just take the first step. And then you will see what the next step is. And the next.” I smile to myself as I fill the entire sheet of paper, silently thanking God for the bliss ignorance of the aches that were to come while each one of mine was still anchored within my womb, safely hidden under my heart.

Curious, I peek at Jenn’s paper. She is crafting a letter about taking time to be and recharge. And I think about how wise she is. Not one of us can do those teenage years well unless we hide ourselves away every so often to keep our sanity, to remember who we are, and to braid ourselves with the One whose promises we hold on to.

Larissa writes about reading the heart of your child. Such insight in these words, and perfect coming from her, the one whom God has trained to read her husband day in and day out since the accident. Such wisdom hidden within that young, soft heart that has learned the balance of fighting back and yielding with grace.

Jenn’s age is lodged right in between Larissa’s and mine. She longs for the title of grandma, while yearning for the years that went by way too fast. Larissa, she doesn’t really have time to process time slipping by–she skillfully lives in the moment, knowing deep within that tomorrow is not guaranteed. And me, I look back while choosing to believe I still have lots of days, lots of opportunities to make my imprint of the souls of needy humans.

And here we sit, three women living a different slice of time, yet part of the same story.

And here we sit, three women learning the treasure of legacy.

Nineteen days until Joelle’s due date.

We watch as she begins to open her gifts and we revel in her simple joy.

Joelle is such a beautiful woman of God, already practiced in quickly turning to the Lord, already moving in motherhood with grace and power.

I look at Jenn and Larissa, marvelous examples to me of what God does when hearts lay bare before Him.

I look at all the women around me, and I watch them cheering Joelle on as she steps into her new season. They surround her like a wall that bears witness to God’s faithfulness.

This is a holy place.