Great achievements and inventions have been possible due to unrealistic ambitions. The words 'impractical' and 'unrealistic' trigger an automatic deletion of ideas, when we write resolutions or goals – for a month, year or lifetime. But if we write it, it enters the subconscious mind, and stands a chance of being realized, if fuel meets fire or the rubber hits the road someday. The thoughts need to be picturized, verbalized to enter the neural pathways in the brain.
I will walk the path ahead of me…unafraid.
She sat with her back to the group of women having lunch and gossiping in the booth behind her. She listened to their self-righteous mean conversation slowly coming to the realization that they were talking about her! It hurt to hear what they were saying but mostly it made her angry. So very angry. They didn't really know her or about the things they were so arrogantly discussing. She wanted to stand at their booth and tell them in no uncertain words what she thought of them and their stupid gossip about her.
Instead, she simply got up and walked out smiling as she passed them. There was satisfaction in seeing their shocked faces when they saw her. Let them think what they wanted. After all, some of what they said was true, not all but enough to make her sad that she was once that foolish young woman.
As they say, with age comes wisdom and she was no longer that unhappy girl making bad decisions and stupid mistakes. Now she stood tall with her head up walking confidently with the knowledge of where and who she was today. She had learned from the past and no longer lingered there. The here and now is where she lived looking forward to a good and successful future.
* Think of a situation that changed your life.
* How do you see that today? Has your perspective changed?
Forty years ago I was sitting in my living room thinking about suicide. Just pondering it. But it was an option. I was lost and didn't know how to find my way. On the outside, it looked like all was well. But I was living in a frenzy of bad behaviors and rebellion. I was cold, tired, sick, lonely, and very afraid. I felt that I was running fast but getting nowhere except deeper in the pit of despair.
As I sat there I realized I wanted to know the warmth of home.
I was surprised. I had left home before I was eighteen and though I saw my family often I never wanted to go back to the house I grew up in. That got me to thinking about what home meant to me. What it should be like; warm and cozy with laughter and sharing of dreams, safe without being restrictive, a place where there is understanding and it's okay to cry, a place where I could just be who I am.
That day forty years ago I realized home was not a place but a Who. That Who knew all about me and was waiting for me with love. That was the beginning of my journey home. The journey has not been easy but it gets easier every day. Of course, there are times when I am tired and I let things become burdensome. That's when I look back and see how far I have come and remember the lessons learned along the way. I might have a good cry but they are not tears of fear and frustration they are tears that cleanse and nourish my soul. A lot has changed! I am well, content, strong, and no longer afraid. I am not alone anymore. I have found my home.
Posted in Reena's Exploration Challenge, Tuesday Chatter, whatever!
The current news about those who have "power" and how they use that power to take advantage of others has Reena exploring trust.
I am a pretty trusting person…until I am not. I have not been abused or taken advantage of like the women in the news reports. The abuse of my trust has been more of lies, secrets exposed, and gossip. I think most of us have experienced these types of betrayals at one time or another. I have been fortunate that the people who mean the most to me, those I love, have not deliberately hurt me this way. When it has happened I could forgive and let it go because we share the same heart. When trust has been broken by acquaintances or casual friends I have forgiven but not forgotten and remain wary of them.
As for the issues reported in the media recently, this seems a whole different matter. There are people that have "power" in their world and use that power to abuse and take advantage of those they believe are without power, those they think of as underlings and without resources or support.
These "powerful" people are simply cowards. They have no courage or heart, preying on those they think are below themselves. They are slithering about in the underworld of darkness. They feel safe and strong in the dark. That is why their acts are always secret and hidden. Light exposes their weakness and makes them afraid not just of the possible consequences of their actions but also for others to see them for who and what they are in reality.
It makes me angry not only that someone thinks they are entitled to take whatever they want from others by negating basic moral behavior but also that those who are mistreated and harmed are made to think they have to accept that the abuser's behavior is somehow permissible and tolerable. We need to be strong in our stand against the reprehensible acts of men (and women) who do deplorable things and have no conscience.
Okay, I have to stop now…this is just too upsetting.