A Day In My Beautiful Life by ________________ I wake up to the sound of ________________, and roll over to find ________________ in my bed. It is ______ AM, and the first thought in my mind as place my feet on the floor is _______________________________________________________________. I begin my day with some ________________ and ________________, and generously allow myself ________________ to prepare for the day. I work as a ________________, and my chosen career makes me feel ________________. When I reflect back on where I started—and the work I do now—I’m deeply proud of myself for embracing my ________________ and claiming my natural talents for ________________, ________________ and ________________. I take a break for lunch, and enjoy ________________ with ________________. I’m planning to ________________ in the afternoon, and see ________________ later this evening. I complete my work for the day, with a profound sense of ________________. The rest of my day will be filled with ________________, ________________ and ________________. And even though it’s a little outside my usual routine, I might even ________________. I’ve reached a point in my life where striding into a room full of strangers makes me feel ________________, and looking myself in the eye in a mirror fills me with ________________. I love my ________________. I respect my ________________. And even if ________________ were to happen, or ________________ were to be taken away, I’m confident in my ability to ________________. No matter what. Everything I have is here because I invited it—and created it. Everything I lack is, in fact, available to me—if I truly want it. My life is mine. My life is ________________. My life is Beautiful.