Love what you do.
I’m lucky. I love my work. Granted, it does not pay me much at the moment but its keeping the roof over my head and its keeping my kitchen busy. The fridge is not full like it should be but I should be able to get off of my high heels over the weekend and take a bus trip to town and fill my bags with fresh fruit and vegetables and good meat cuts for a few things I have in mind in the next week or two.
Ok, I may as well tell you what I have in mind to cook in the next few days. It’s part of the blogging exercise anyway. And I love it. I’m lucky to have the work that I do. I may as well also tell you that I feel blessed to have this kind of work. So while I’m telling you about the next few days, I can share my love for this current work-life occupation that I have. Blogging is an important part of my day. It’s personal and I get paid to talk about the things I love about my personal, professional, vocational and spiritual life.
Everything I do nowadays seems to be spiritual. I still feel desperately in need of help in a number of areas in my life. Yesterday, I was kind of feeling very blue. Not even the walk seemed to help. But I prayed along the way. I did not need to pray myself blue all over again, that was not necessary. My fingers, my typing fingers, were already blue from both the work and the cold.
Its winter here.
Today has been quite lovely. The rain and snow took a break. I took a very short walk. What a pity. There simply wasn’t enough time. I had to get back to my blogging work. Clients were waiting. Looking forward to my weekend walk, mind you. I’ll have just about enough in my bag to make it all worth my while. Oh dear, I’m thinking about money. It’s not greed; it’s more to do with the things that we need to sustain ourselves with.
A quick early morning bus ride gets me into town a lot sooner than most weekend shoppers. I also use this day to deposit my wages at the branch where I bank. I’m old school and am not yet fully on board where internet
You can choose your friends, but you cannot choose your family.
When I think about it, I did not always choose my friends. Young, free-spirited but still quite lonely, there was a time in my life when I became quite desperate for friends, even just one or two would do nicely. Then, I was quite shy but really quite full of myself whenever I spent time with my mother and father on weekends after school or work. As new and exciting things and social opportunities caused me to preen with pride, I became something of a braggart in front of my middle aged folks then.
I think I was too young and stupid to notice back then but I didn’t notice how much harm mixing with the wrong crowds was going to be for me in my later life. My folks noticed this and, funny enough, most of the time they were quite gentle about it when confronting me, not so much to interrogate me like some or another intrepid detective you see on one of those many lame shows on the TV, but more out of kindness and love for their child. Genuine concern, even outright worry, was not something I noticed from them in a heartbeat.
But when mom and daughter are alone sometimes and in the foulest of moods, some of the bitterest arguments ensue. It’s pointless going into the sordid details, most of it I can’t remember anyway, but most of the time my mother would go on about how I need to act more responsibly and take better care of myself. She would have choice words on what sort of men I should be dating and where I could find them, never mind that her own marriage was on the rocks.
Be that as it may, it’s plain for you all to see that I was quite disrespectful of my mom. My argument could have also been that as a very young girl right up until the news was broken to me as a young adult, I was never entirely aware of what my folks were going through. Today, I am happy to say, all that has changed. The folks are in their twilight years, doing their best as we speak.
I am tempted to pay them a visit today, but I usually wait patiently for my father’s text message to arrive. Then I know that all decks have been
When you talk to others be honest with yourself.
I think this has something to do with both my family and spiritual background. I suppose it also has a lot to do with my journey in life, hard in many parts and joyful in others, even if for just a moment. My journey in life, I think, is dictated by the paths I originally chose for myself and those that were chosen for me. I imagine myself writing a short story someday about three young women called Faith, Hope and Charity.
These are already girls’ names. Many a mother and father have chosen to go against the grain of their religion or culture by naming their children thus. I think this is lovely. Think, for a moment what these words mean. Of course, there was one famous woman who named herself Courtney Love but what a mess she turned out to be. Then there was a highly talented artist who gave herself the stage name of Lady Gaga, whatever that means.
Did she happen to copy and paste the famous Queen song Radio Gaga when giving her this infectious name. Like most of her songs, it is rather catchy. How can anyone forget a name like that? That reminds me, the Communist
government of the so-called People’s Republic of China went all ballistic when the good old Dalai Lama was visiting the USA recently. In the interests of détente, the Chinese government respectfully warned the US government not to associate themselves with His Holiness as his followers refer to him.
But I was quite pleased to read at how my favorite world leader, US President Barack Obama gave his Chinese counterparts the proverbial middle finger and met with the Dalai Lama in the famous Oval Office anyway. Well, good for him. It’s about spreading the message of peace and love anyway, isn’t it. It’s not about creating still more obstacles. The world is in a sorry state as it is already.
I lied. Barack Obama is not my favorite politician. In fact, he has to share that honor with German Chancellor, Angela Merkel. I can’t think of any one leader who has done more to unify people towards one just cause than this first lady. And in the global context, she is doing more than her counterparts to bring peace to the world. To do this much, surely, you must have love in your heart.