Morgan Day Cecil

I believe every single moment is a fork in the road.

Happily ever now is a prerequisite to happily ever after.

Right now mornings doing Yoga with my husband, and afternoons reading to my son are the delight of my life.

I dream of Italy and la dolce vita.

I’ve never been more happy than when I was racing a moped down cobblestone streets and drinking in beauty like it was the air.

When my cheeks hurt so bad its like they’ve done a thousands sit-ups, I know its been a great day.

I grew up believing everyone finds their happy ending and that true love and excitement are birthrights.

What I want to give most to the world is a remembrance of joy.

I love dancing in my living room, singing in traffic and talking to my son like he is the Buddha.

I wear Chanel perfume to yoga and prefer to talk philosophy in a mini-skirt, and I believe Marilyn Monroe was brilliant.

I root for the underdog and care passionately about preserving the good that makes us human.

I wish all of us women could rest unwavering in the sureness of our worth, daily.

I have a penchant for sunrises and people who dream big.

If I get a chance to come back and live life four more times I want to live it as a tango dancer, a Bond-girl, an astronaut and a nun.

I believe what lingers between the sacred and the profane is magic. Surprising juxtapositions have always intrigued me for the way they reveal a deeper truth.

My friends find comfort in that I am the last to judge and the first to smile.

I order cappuccinos just for the froth.

I shamelessly indulge in pastry-dunking in front of people who take themselves too seriously.Silliness is a virtue somewhere.

I won every color ribbon as a gymnast, but wasn’t a fan of the purple ones.

I was a flight attendant for a year and loved giving the “how-to-fasten-your-seatbelt” demonstration.

I feel life is meant to be lived poetically and I admire those who are courageously creative.

When my son reaches up to give me a hug, the whole enchilada of life aligns.

I believe everything happens for a reason and its up to you to determine what that reason is.

I love being at airports and feeling the possibility of going anywhere….I also love watching people hug.

Reading for hours is like lingering all afternoon in bed with a lover.

The best dating advice I ever got was to check out a man’s bookshelf before marry him;
If he doesn’t have one, that’s a very bad sign.

Happiness is a choice, and anything less is stubborn procrastination.

My feeling is that life is meant to be lived big, bold, and wonderfully.

I once was really good at believing in unicorns, and drawing them too.

I am human being aspiring to be jolly and real friends with God.

This year I met, Jesus and he swept me into his arms and carried me over a great divide.

I have a son named Lucca who I stare at sometimes in disbelief because he is so rad (how did I end up with this gift?).

I love micro-brew beers and espresso.

I have an amazing husband.

Every so often I like to make sure I can still walk on my hands and do a perfect cartwheel.

I love the internet; the blogosphere; the twitterverse; the flickrdom.

Actually, that is true only three quarters of the time. The other quarter I spend overwhelmed and swalloped up by the relentlessness of it all.

I hail to Google, but not before God.

I believe in being genuine even when creating your “brand.”– You will see me mess up, be sad, have a good day, have a bad day, fail, flop, try silly things, succeed, and most of all try to be engaging, and encouraging of others.

I can’t carry a tune, or do calculus, or bake a pretty cake, but I do have a talent and it’s simply this: to wake up 6 out of every 7 mornings and feel butterflies just because I am alive.

Would you like to write your own? (I encourage you to do so! You may not know it yet, but I’m telling you it will unleash something POWERFUL in ya). Hop on over to Writing Your Life Manifesto for the easy How-To.

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