Monday, December 20, 2010


It was another morning just like any other he had known.
Typical workday, up early rush around to get ready, take a few minutes to check emails.
Looking for that special one from his baby. Smiles as he finds it, his inspiration for the day.
Scrambles to finish breakfast, jump in the car and make the trek into work. Fights the traffic,
deals with the idiots of the roads and makes it to his office. peace, tranquility, he loves those first
moments of the day when nothing is happening....Yet.

He answers her emails. A daily ritual that he loves doing. Tells her everything will be so fine and they
just have to wait for that time when all their dreams can become realized. She tells him of her empty
nights of missing him, both hearts longing for the day when all of this loneliness will go away.
He assures her that his heart is hers completely.

The madness begins, something she said lingers in his mind, but there is much to do and people to care for.
He becomes lost in his work, trying to make sense of what he does. The reality of making the salary, to survive, to make ends meet, surely not what he'd like to be doing, but realizes it could be a lot worse.
Deals with deadlines, answers questions, guides the lost ones, this really isn't so bad, he convinces himself.

Lunchtime arrives finally. about to make a dash out the door to spend some time outdoors. to take in some fresh air, talk with some friends. Rant about everything that is wrong with the work, the usual.
Just before he leaves, a call comes. It is from the front desk informing him that he has a visitor. Slightly annoyed,
he asks who and says that he was just going to lunch you see. He is told she doesn't know who. He tells her he will be down.

He walks downstairs to the second floor reception area. He stares at the receptionist who points to the waiting room.
He looks toward the seating area and his heart jumps into his mouth, his knees become jelly. He does a double-take. He's completely flabbergasted. It is her! His own true love. After the initial look of surprise, his eyes soften and he rushes to her hoping his legs will carry him. Completely oblivious to anyone around him, he locks gaze with her eyes and takes her into his arms, kissing her softly at first, lingering, then madly, clinging to her close.
People around looking shocked at first, then smiles and affirmations. After what seems like eternity, he looks to her again almost speechless. How is this possible, how did you get here, all the questions of uncertainty rush to him, then he quickly dismisses them and meets her lips once again in a deep passionate blissful kiss.....
The thing that had been sticking in his mind all day up to then was her line in the email: I'll see you soon....when all times before it was always I wish I could be with you, if only we could be in each other's arms....I'll see you soon in your dreams...these were  recurring themes...

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Wednesday, December 8, 2010


I took a seminar recently and wanted to share with you some things I learned that make good sense.
I don't know where this comes from or even who wrote some of these ideas so I can't give some credit to whoever it was. So, anyways here goes.

Habit one: Be proactive
You life doesn't just happen. Whether or not you know it, you carefully design it. The choices we make are
our own. Energy follows thought. You have heard me say this before. So with that in mind, you can choose
happiness, you can choose sadness, decisiveness, ambivalence, success, failure, courage, or fear. Every moment, every situation, provides a new choice, and in doing so, it gives you a perfect opportunity to do things differently, thus you can produce positive results.

Be proactive about taking responsibility for your life. We can't keep blaming our parents or grandparents for everything that is wrong in our lives. Proactive people recognize that they are response-able. They don't blame genetics, circumstances, conditions, or conditioning for their behavior. They know they choose their behavior. Reactive people people, on the other hand, are often affected by their physical environment. They find external sources to blame for their behavior. If the weather is good, they feel good. If it isn't, it affects their attitude and performance, and they, of course, blame the weather. All of these external forces act as stimuli that we respond to. Between the stimulus and the response lies our greatest power. We have the power to choose our response. One of the most important things we choose is what we say. Our language is a good indicator of how we see ourselves. A proactive person uses proactive language~I can, I will, I prefer, etc. A reactive person will use reactive language-~I can't, I have to, if only. Reactive people believe they are not responsible for what they say and do-~they have no choice.

Instead of reacting to or worrying about conditions over which they have little or no control, proactive people focus their time and energy on things they can control. The problems, challenges, and opportunities we face fall into two areas-~Circle of Concern and Circle of influence.

Proactive people focus their efforts on Circle of Influence. They work on the things they can do something about: health, problems at work, children. Reactive folks focus on the Circle of Concern-~things over which they have little or no control over: the national debt, terrorism, the weather. Gaining awareness of the areas in which we expend our energies in is a giant step in becoming proactive.

More to follow....

Wednesday, December 1, 2010


I was soaring so high

bound to hit something

should have seen it coming

I disappointed, I made sad

all I wanted was to feel secure

long distance gaps, feeling the strain

needing the touch, the sight, her fragrance

should have just gone with the flow, why did it go astray

inner workings short circuited again

bring back the moment, instant replay, rewind, do over

truth is I knew all along there was no problem

why spill out the fear why question that which is secure

didn't mean any harm, no need for alarm

when will the last ounce of doubt be removed from my head

heart failed me again

or was it just skip a bit when it should have jumped

forgiven for sure, disappointed yes

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