This 1 Tip can put YOU in the Top 1% of Achievers!


G’day gorgeous souls!

Let’s talk GOALS for a moment, shall we?

Oh, what’s that?  It’s not January, you say? Coz you know, goals do NOT happen JUST for New Year’s. We shouldn’t be talking about them just then. We need to start getting more intimate with them than that!

Guess what?

Good goal setting happens ALL the ding dang time. Not just January 1.

And, actually, if you think about it for a mo, it’s kinda the perfect time for some good goddess goal getting:

  • We’re halfway through the year.
  • It’s just past solstice
  • We’re in the throes of full blaze summer/winter {depending on what side of the globe you hail from!}
  • 7 (as in July) is a lucky number my favourite number

OK, I’m stretching a bit with that last one!  But I firmly believe that goal setting is a year-round practice.

So let’s have a little mid-year goal-a-palooza.

But first, let’s talk about why I’m such a goal goddess.  I saw these stats from a goal guy {aka a goalie – geddit? geddit?} named Dr. David Kohl who studies these things.  He said:

  • 80% of Americans claim that they don’t have goals
  • 16% of them have goals, but they don’t write them down
  • Only 3% actually have written goals, but they don’t review them regularly
  • Only 1% has written goals and they review them regularly, and these are among the highest achievers in the US

Or for those of who you read in images like moi:

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OK, so whether you’re in the US or anywhere else in the whole wide world, if you’re one of that 1% that’s writing down your goals and reviewing them, HOLY MOTHER!  You’ve just raced to the front of the line, haven’t you?!?

And, I mean, for what? For making a doodly little list!!!

Yes, there’s more to it than making a list, but writing down your goals is the first step to success.

May I suggest you pin that, tweet it, print it out, hang it up, and stick it to your forehead, because it’s THAT TRUE.


My hunky hubby once asked me how many goals I had.

And my answer was in the triple digits.

I don’t think he was expecting that!  HA!

Yes, it’s true that I have more goals than the average person. But I also achieve a lot more than the average person!  I think there’s a correlation there, don’t you?


3 step solution to your dreams coming true!

So if you really want your dreams to come true… here’s your three step formula to success. Around here I’d make some fancy dance reference, but I am really fucking uncoordinated and can only dance The Running Man and The Leonie Crazy Dance. But pretend I’ve made a punny dance reference, and we can both pretend to be cultured normals, okly dokly? HIGH FIVES!

Enough of the ridunkulous, here’s the juice…

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Step 1. Write down your goals.

Step 2. Review them.

Step 3. Achieve amazing, mind-blowing success

Your Mission This Month

So wanna be successful? Wanna be that top 1%

Schedule in a goal-check THIS MONTH.

If you did do some goal-setting in January, maybe in the form of the 2014 Create Your Amazing Life Workbook, go back and look at them this month.

You can:

  • do it RIGHT NOW
  • schedule an artist’s date with yourself to check-in
  • or see if your mastermind wants to review together (PUBLIC ACCOUNTABILITY ROCKS!)

How many have you done? How many have you started? How many just don’t even resonate with your path any more?  What’s the next one you should tackle?

And if you HAVEN’T done any goal setting in a while, then let’s have a little reviewsie of how to do it properly!


Goals keep my actions in line with my intentions.

If you haven’t written any goals lately…

or you haven’t achieved any of the goals you did write…

or you honestly don’t KNOW if you’ve achieved the goals you wanted to… (It happens!!)

Chances are, you weren’t being specific enough, my lovelies.

Goals are like small children: they need very specific instructions!

If you wrote down, “I want to rock my launch this month!” how will you really know if you rocked it?  I mean, what does rocking it look like? Is it 100 sales? 5 sales? 5,000 sales?  And what if you got a good number of sales, but not quite as many as you hoped for, but you did get some good press from it, and a few new signups to your list, but again not as many as you’d hoped and—


Maybe it would be easier to have a goal like:

I will reach 300 people who need this product with this launch.

Boom.  Done.

And will you know when you’ve reached that goal? You bet you will!  Cross it off and pop the champagne!

What about personal goals?  Should your goal say, “I want to spend more time with my family,” or—

I will have switch-off Sundays when I step AWAY from the computer and spend the day with my family.

It’s a lot easier to tell if you’ve achieved that then “spend more time with” right?

So let’s review our steps again:

Step 1. Write down your goals

Step 2. Make them über specific

Step 3. Review them

Step 4. Wild, amazing, unbridled success!

Once you know the specific goal – the number, the time frame, the people – you’ll know when it’s tick-off-able.

And let’s be TOTALLY HONEST: there’s really nothing better than crossing something off your goals list, is there?

I don’t think so!

So, look at this as your friendly neighborhood reminder to get off your duff and get yer goal setting on!

Get out your Create Your Amazing Life Workbook (or go get yourself one!), review your goals, and make them happen!

Goal setting is practical magic, my lovelies, and you can make it happen today.

To all your biggest dreams,



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Goodbye to the Grand Mother


My grandmother made her rainbow journey back into the light a few nights ago. She was a month away from turning 97.

My father sat with her, holding her hand, as her breathing faltered, then stopped in the twilight. He tells me this with tears. “I‘ve never been with someone as they died,” he says, crying, soft, still. I am proud of him for bearing witness, for tending the woman who had been his mother-in-law since he was 21. Proud of him for being a son to a woman who wasn’t his mother, but was the grandmother of his children.

I’ve shared about my grandmother before here with you many times.

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She, the one who taught me one of the secrets of the elders. She, the one who put the grand in grandmother, who rode see-saws like a whooping cowgirl when she was a much younger ninety (!!!) year old.

My grandmother was a Grand Old Dame. She taught me so much about the keeping and cultivating of happiness. She was naughty and irreverent and sharp as a whip. She carried sexiness and brashness into her nineties. She flirted with men three decades younger than her. She dressed better than me every day of her life.

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Some of my favourite memories of her:

14 years ago, when I first brought Chris home to meet my family. She proceeds to tell him over lunch about the new black bra she just bought and lifted her shirt to show him, laughing raucously.

Having to have her ladder confiscated from her because she’d climb the pawpaw trees everyday at precarious angles to get some fruit for breakfast.

At her ninetieth birthday bash, she rolled up in a vintage classic. She flashes her legs as she get out, dressed up like the queen with pearls. We wolfwhistle. She lifts her skirt higher:

“I’ve got the best legs in Proserpine! Always have!”

She was right.


But it wasn’t just her showgirl sense of humour, her refusal to grow old, her determination to live life on her own terms.

She was more than that. She was a consummate carer, an earthy earth angel.

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She still worked three days a week up until just a moment or so ago, volunteering at the op shop.  She was intuitive and knew everything that was happening for everyone before they breathed a word of it.

She had a way with children and adults alike. She coaxed them with lollies and smiles and laughter and compliments. She cared for everyone within arms reach. She touched thousands of lives with her kindness, her spark and her smile.

I made this artwork about her many years ago:


Whenever I’d mention I was from Proserpine, people would invariably know my grandmother, that lovely happy lady at the op shop.

And of course, you know, she was human too.

She was “splendidly imperfect” as the author SARK would say.

As she would always remind me,

there’s a little bit of bad and a little bit of good in everyone.


She began her journey of dying not long after Beth was born. When Beth was just a few weeks old we decided bundle up our precious bundles for one last hurrah with her. It took us days in the car to see her. And it was worth it just to lay her newest great-grandchild in her arms. A crying Beth fell fast asleep there in the embrace of ancient kin.


Then opened her eyes… soft, awake, comfortable again.


My love and I talked about the joyous homecoming Marion would be having this morning. How she’d be embraced by her parents, her large clan of siblings, her two husbands, her two sons, her grandson (my brother) but most of all her beloved dog Toby who will be just beside himself to be by his one true love and light’s side again. Toby was a consummate pest to everyone except her. He nipped at all heels except hers. Marion was his queen. She was everyone’s queen.

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Granny & her beloved sister Lucy… in the nineties…

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and not long before Lucy passed…


ninety odd years of sisterly love…

There must be one heck of a party happening up there.


She was the triple of my goddess. With her gone, I’m no longer the maiden.

And as much as we knew she was dying… as much as I know she was ready to go… as much as I know she had the greatest innings a person could have…

Still, it is a different world without her here.

A quake has taken place in my world. A hole where her strength, compassion, vivid spirit resided so loudly and unequivocally.

What is a world without my grandmother?

A great tree has fallen in my forest.

So grief weaves its soft ways throughout my days. I know this old song by now. I’ve lived it many times before.

There is nothing to do but be with it.

There is no way to self-help your way out of grief.

Just listen. Let it weave its way through your life.

If you turn away from it, it will wait. It will wait until you cannot turn away from it anymore.

So I try and take it slower. Give the stillness a chance to heal my heart.

Give my breath a chance to be caught.

Give the forest some time to mend.

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Gran, we will miss your sweetness, your silliness, your humour and the way you showered us with love.

But we will always, always be blessed that you were born and that you lived.

Always love,