How’s it going? I now have myself floating around with
nothing to see or to do. That is rather
unproductive, even for me. Where do we
go from here?
I have noticed in my life that I seem to
flip between different ways of seeing the world. If I should be looking at a perceptual
illusion, I can often easily flip from one picture to the other. Looking at an illusion which asks me to
determine the length of a line, I automatically assume that they are the same
because I’ve seen so many. Currently
Facebook has had a rash of moving images; just hit like and comment move. The image is moving already.
I am married to an individual and am the
daughter of an individual who truly believed that science and math were the
only way to describe the world. My
mother and I follow the belief that there is some force greater than us in the
world that plays an active role here and now; my mother called that force God,
I have changing definitions of it. Like
the perceptual illusion situation, I move back and forth.
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For the past 61 years of my life, in one
way or another, I have been cared for. I
have been protected from the harsh realities of life. While this has been enjoyable, it has also
taught me that I must rely on others for my success and prevented me from
having to learn how to cope by myself. I
have reached the time in my life when that is no longer enough.
I am left floating around being too scared
to come out of my mind into the actual world.
That isn’t exactly true. Since I
was a teenager, off and on, I have exhibited a strong ability to listen to
people. As part of that listening, I
often find myself making suggestions as to how they could improve whatever
facet of life they are currently having a problem with. Often it is a matter of reframing the
information they already have or drawing on years of reading. Sometimes it is doing something for them that
they can’t do themselves.
The following is to me a very obvious
example. I recently listened to a T.V. news program on the decline in the
numbers of truckers available as the baby boomers retire. The current generation has fewer numbers
available to replace the current generation.
That generation therefore is in the driver’s seat (no pun
intended). Find out the answers to three
questions: what do current drivers like about the lifestyle, what really
irritates them, and evaluate the upcoming generation’s requirements in a job.
Market to the right age group (high school probably) the positives and change
the negatives in the industry. It was
done successfully in the tech world years ago.
It is being done in the various trades now. The goal is to find the high school students
that like the lifestyle. Government help
in the same areas as are being given to both the trades and medical doctors
(for rural areas) will help.
As stated above, I have something that I
enjoy immensely and have done very quietly and unobtrusively. I also have something to look at; my
goals. My goals are very
encompassing. I want to live near my
children, which means moving from one side of Toronto to the other. I like living with access to the country but
would appreciate being close to the comforts of the city. At my age, I want
security for the rest of my life for myself and my family. Security to me means
complete freedom from financial concerns.
I am oriented to increasing my health not vice versa. I would like to help people on a one-on-one
basis as well as write (either fiction or long distance helping). Ultimately I would like to find a way to
activate a dream I have had, to find a way or a place where all individuals can
be united and accepted completely regardless of any division.
Okay here I am. I have conceived of an image for myself. I have some goals. I have some sort of focus although I can also
see the other side of a situation. I
even have a desire to change (that after all is what this blog declares). Challenge: I don’t believe that I am capable
of doing any of this for myself (others no problem). After a lifetime of letting others take care
of me, I am having real difficulty with the concept of taking care of
myself. One day I suspect I will have no
choice – no matter how much I am loved by my family.
Is there anyone out there who feels the way
I do? Perhaps there is someone who has
some answers. Thanks for reading.


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