Sometimes I want long term change and I remind myself that things won't change until I muster some long term motivation. And persevere.
Sometimes I count and recount each failure attempted but then I shake that away and muster fake courage and then I'm not faking anymore.
Sometimes I feel overwhelmed by how many things I have to do and be and remember and become and then I recognize my ego whining and I muster enough humility to laugh at my foolish self.
Sometimes there is not enough time so I muster within me that inner reminder that I could take eight hours to do what I need to do but if I take only eighty minutes instead it will likely be fine that way too.
Sometimes life feels like this and then I realize I need to muster more patience. (If you didn't have enough patience to click that link, no worries; I muster no judgment.)
Sometimes I'm amazed what I can muster up when someone asks me for help and I am always surprised by their appreciation for my efforts because it really was less of a gift for them than it turns out to be for me.
Sometimes I must muster the beauty and softness of this musterwonderful world to counter inevitable and harsh things I will never circumvent.
Sometimes I think about people I admire, people with endurance and tenacity and determination and so I siphon someone else's mustering.
Sometimes I muster muster.