Working Affiliates out of a charitable person's couch
Just want to say hello, and good morning!
From wherever you may be. From me to you. Hello!!
Hello.
Life's such an interesting thing, isn't it? You try and try, and you think you've got a handlle on it, but then you notice little things that just be off with the way you run about your day. Very minute things.
Suddenly they begin unraveling in such a manner you end up making decisions without quite paying attention--then BAM
Before you know what the hell's going on, you take a massive faceplant right onto the concrete of life's grand tapestry. A majestic and wonderous F--you to your piss poor thinking. Hurts, doesn't it?
Indeed.
You wade through the muck for a while confused and a little delirious. Maybe you've gone a little insane from the blow, and you're unsure how to proceed to the next step. You try and charge in, beligerent, and things direct themsleves and react to your energy. "Well alright," you say to yourself, "I think I F*#@ing go this!"
Then you run into a wall.
After about a good half-hour of rubbing the bridge of your nose and keeping yourself from crying like a little baby, you (hopefully) realize you've got about two options in all truth:
Pay attention, or don't.
Not saying this is the advice in the history of mankind, but instead the kind of knowledge the streets of any city or town can offer you, regardless of who you are, or where you currently stand in life. Since we all walk it, we must all have some form of understanding of it, otherwise we wouldn't survive. Honestly, some don't and die. So, you know--survive.
Here's what I've learned so far...
Calm your Sh**. It's gonna be fine.
Anyone who can hold down a job, or commit to something (if this is you) congrats--you've got about half the battle won there. There are all manner of things we may choose to do, and that's all fine. We've free will (to a degree) to, at minimum, arrive at a conclusion about the way our minds can run amok during a seemingly stressful situation. Move to a better fram of mind, and open yourself to all your options.
Open yourself to what your eyes tell you. No judgement, or denying.
Just accepting.
And it may be the passing homeless person on the street asking for change, wheeling that cart towering with the history of his tattered and worn posessions, holding that message up in sharpie marker written on a piece of cardboard. Or simply lacking the mental tools to act and turn out the situation and in obvious need of professional care. Or it may be the people who are better off than you, or the homeless, and deny you some shelter, or aid during a time of apparent great need.
Everyone, and I mean everyone--is going through life in their own lane. The highway is literally everywhere, and the lanes are the very bodies we inhabit. The very minds we use for better or worse.
Life challenges you in a way only you can understand. And when you decide to work with what you're given, calmly shuffling through the mire; weathering that beating from heading in the wrong direction, only to realize you went the wrong way--then turning around before driving off a cliff, well...
That happens. It's really okay.
I promise.
When we go towards what we want. What we can see, feel, evokes and feeds happiness into us--injecting it through some unidentified orifice somewhere between the flesh and the mind, right into your core, that's a good thing.
A really good thing.
Scary, isn't it?
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Some reflections there Oz, one of the cool things about being online is that we can create the changes we want by taking the right action with the right mindset and the right energy.