Yes welcome to my site, it is not my first and probably will not be my last, that is until I have completed this feeling
of incompleteness within. All my life I started many projects, and was pretty good at it, but somewhere down the line
I would give up, now I ask the proverbial question why, there is only one answer - the answer that keeps most people from
attaining their goal, fear or failure, scared to death to be somebody. Scared of what really, well I can only speak
for myself and that was or still is fear of my own inadequacies. There is no real reason for this as today I finally
have accepted the fact that we really are no different, we all have the same opportunities, and yet there really is no
yet, that is an excuse that I, we conjure up in our heads for sabotage. I sit here today, with a lot of good ideas
but full of fear (false evidence appearing real), yes anything attributed to fear is truly false, our, my own escape for succeeding.
|My Best Friend with whom we many pleasant memories
|We traveled thruout the states
Experiences of life are what make each and everyone of us. At least that is what I have learned, and sometimes it
isn't easy considering all the pit falls out there, somehow we do manage to get through and usually come out a winner.
We do eventually understand and become aware of whom we are and have very few bugs around us that like to trigger our life.
Every new change we make is another step forward to serenity and love. Forgiving others is one of the main, but
forgiving ourselves first is the clincher, then we are ready to continue our wonderful journey called life.
Trials & Tribulations of an Office Worker
At eight oclock she is all a smiling -
At ten oclock, ah lunch
time is not very far off -
Along comes lunch time, bringing a long sigh of relief -
And some time to gab about the
night before, but not for long -
Tis one oclock and time to hit the trail once more -
To settle down with all business
like qualities -
Then comes two oclock, ah looks like break time
Sure tis, but too soon thats over and it looks like
work again -
Then along comes three oclock with a office full of bedraggled figures -
Sighing with relief that the
day is almost over -
So for a few minutes there is a burst of energy flowing through -
Then, ah then, tis four fifteen
and books, papers, manuscripts, etc.,
Start a trail for cabinets, drawers, and waste baskets -
Then coats go on, desks
are dusted, and faces light up when the lights go out - The end.
That was what it was like when my nose was glued
to my job and I thought that was the way was. We live and learn, sometimes slowly, sometimes quickly, but we do learn in spite
of ourselves. We put our dreams on hold and continue to work for the other guy, thinking there will be time. Something happens,
all of a sudden we look back in dismay, we wonder where the time went, but yes - it did went, we wake up and start all
over again,same old story, but of coarse it is going to be different this time, ha ha - We are caught in the web of life.
Learning our lessons of life, from all the mistakes we make, knowing we don't have to repeat the same old error over
and over again expecting different results, yes we can change and it starts with us, the willingness to learn from our mistakes
and move forward.
Letting go of our old ideas, maybe they worked at one time,but somehow they are not working anymore, so it is time to let
our past go in search of new opportunities.