Wednesday, August 30, 2006
Chillin on the beach
Here's mom on the beach...and just think, she didn't really want to come! I think she's glad she did.
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
Monday, August 28, 2006
Bimshire - Day 2
Today, it was beach..then business, business and more business. First we did our morning seabath - then after a visit from a friend, we got dressed and went to Bridgetown. I am definately NOT a city girl. Bridgetown is JAM PACKED with wall to wall people. You dodge folks at ever corner, on every sidewalk and in every store. Conducting business is still an antiquated process at best. It takes a long time to get anything done, and there are usually multiple steps to any one process. Its not like they don't have technology, it's just not used to its full potential.
After business, we did a bit of shopping at Cave Shepard - all the duty free stuff is on board and ready for pickup at the airport.
Dinner was at the "Flying Fish". It's a small cafe with a nice view of the ocean in the "gap". I had cou-cou and flying fish with a rockin hot (with pepper) cucumber salad. Limped home with a very full tummy and fell into the bed.
Oh...and before I forget, let me pay homage to the BEST BAKERY IN BARBADOS. If you ever here - do not miss a trip to Flindt (http://www.flindtbarbados.com)
THE most wonderful bakery here. Today, we picked up a Chocolate Colenso Cake - layers of chocolate and vanilla sponge cake brought together with a wonderful chocolate mousse. Now folks, THAT is livin! Flindt has a few locations in Barbados - the two I know and can definately vouch for are Hastings (right next to Wine World) and Holetown (near sunset crest).
Just starting to relax. Why the hell didnt I decide to stay for 10 days instead of 7........
Oh and btw...Scharon and Mom are waving hello to anyone who's checking this out. I have yet to take out my camera. Maybe that will happen tommorow. If so, I just may upload a few shots of paradise.
Peace out folks....
After business, we did a bit of shopping at Cave Shepard - all the duty free stuff is on board and ready for pickup at the airport.
Dinner was at the "Flying Fish". It's a small cafe with a nice view of the ocean in the "gap". I had cou-cou and flying fish with a rockin hot (with pepper) cucumber salad. Limped home with a very full tummy and fell into the bed.
Oh...and before I forget, let me pay homage to the BEST BAKERY IN BARBADOS. If you ever here - do not miss a trip to Flindt (http://www.flindtbarbados.com)
THE most wonderful bakery here. Today, we picked up a Chocolate Colenso Cake - layers of chocolate and vanilla sponge cake brought together with a wonderful chocolate mousse. Now folks, THAT is livin! Flindt has a few locations in Barbados - the two I know and can definately vouch for are Hastings (right next to Wine World) and Holetown (near sunset crest).
Just starting to relax. Why the hell didnt I decide to stay for 10 days instead of 7........
Oh and btw...Scharon and Mom are waving hello to anyone who's checking this out. I have yet to take out my camera. Maybe that will happen tommorow. If so, I just may upload a few shots of paradise.
Peace out folks....
Sunday, August 27, 2006
Blogging Bimshire
Well,
Here in Barbados. FINALLY. A vacation. Yesterday was a long day. Flew in, got settled, and in the evening went down to the Oistins Fish Fry. If you are in Barbados, on a Friday or Saturday night - its a great place to be. Stalls of cooks, just frying up the catch of the day. Fish dinners come with a variety of side orders - french fries, macaroni salad, etc. That day, there was Marlin (yum), Tuna, Flying fish, and "Mahi-Mahi" - the bajans call it "dolphin".
Let's just say that it was an opportunity to make new friends. There was Noel - a fellow who was born and raised in Oistins with his family - quite drunk - and very friendly. He would not stop talking. There was jesse - with whom we listened to and joked about the bad kareoke (sp?). And Neil....we'll call him "smooth and shiny" and leave it at that. We made it home with no regrets ;-)
Today, it was all about the wonderful seabath in the morning and good food and family in the afternoon. All the folks got together kids and all for a wonderful lunch. Flying fish, chicken, salads, bread pudding and ice cream, and veggies.
Its good to be here. Sorry I cannot stay longer. Divi Southwinds is certainly not Seasymphony - but it will do for a week. ;-)
Here in Barbados. FINALLY. A vacation. Yesterday was a long day. Flew in, got settled, and in the evening went down to the Oistins Fish Fry. If you are in Barbados, on a Friday or Saturday night - its a great place to be. Stalls of cooks, just frying up the catch of the day. Fish dinners come with a variety of side orders - french fries, macaroni salad, etc. That day, there was Marlin (yum), Tuna, Flying fish, and "Mahi-Mahi" - the bajans call it "dolphin".
Let's just say that it was an opportunity to make new friends. There was Noel - a fellow who was born and raised in Oistins with his family - quite drunk - and very friendly. He would not stop talking. There was jesse - with whom we listened to and joked about the bad kareoke (sp?). And Neil....we'll call him "smooth and shiny" and leave it at that. We made it home with no regrets ;-)
Today, it was all about the wonderful seabath in the morning and good food and family in the afternoon. All the folks got together kids and all for a wonderful lunch. Flying fish, chicken, salads, bread pudding and ice cream, and veggies.
Its good to be here. Sorry I cannot stay longer. Divi Southwinds is certainly not Seasymphony - but it will do for a week. ;-)
Friday, August 25, 2006
Sunday, August 20, 2006
Phoenix, Arizona
Just got back from a week in Phoenix at the Westin Kierland Resort. I know, it was a resort, but I was there for a week of work. Forget the work, here are the high points...
FOOD FOOD AND MORE FOOD.
The Scottsdale/Phoenix area has a ton of really great restaurants with exceptional service and not too high prices. Okay, a few were kinda pricey, but totally worth it. We did cerviche and dinner one night at the Westins "Deseo". - We had the filet mignon - and a dulce de leche fondue with cake squares and fruit for desert. HEAVEN!
Another evening, we did Z Tejas. Be sure to have the fried catfish beignets when you are there. They were light, crispy and absolutely fabulous!
Our other fav's were "North" (modern italian cuisine), and Bobby's (a mancuso restaurant) and for lunch "Zinc Bistro" - a twist on french food. Really cool place for lunch.
The Westin has GREAT beds. If a good nights sleep is important to you, that's your place. The service was impeccable. If you go in the middle of the summer, the rates are also great (but it's hot as hell). The lazy river looked like a lot of fun, but we really never had time to ride it. Every evening, as the sun set the bagpiper stood near an outdoor firepit and played the most beautiful evensong I've ever heard. Out on the deck, watching the sunset, listening to bagpipes with a cold drink was a great way to end every day.
FOOD FOOD AND MORE FOOD.
The Scottsdale/Phoenix area has a ton of really great restaurants with exceptional service and not too high prices. Okay, a few were kinda pricey, but totally worth it. We did cerviche and dinner one night at the Westins "Deseo". - We had the filet mignon - and a dulce de leche fondue with cake squares and fruit for desert. HEAVEN!
Another evening, we did Z Tejas. Be sure to have the fried catfish beignets when you are there. They were light, crispy and absolutely fabulous!
Our other fav's were "North" (modern italian cuisine), and Bobby's (a mancuso restaurant) and for lunch "Zinc Bistro" - a twist on french food. Really cool place for lunch.
The Westin has GREAT beds. If a good nights sleep is important to you, that's your place. The service was impeccable. If you go in the middle of the summer, the rates are also great (but it's hot as hell). The lazy river looked like a lot of fun, but we really never had time to ride it. Every evening, as the sun set the bagpiper stood near an outdoor firepit and played the most beautiful evensong I've ever heard. Out on the deck, watching the sunset, listening to bagpipes with a cold drink was a great way to end every day.
More African Photo's
Maasai Warrior
This guy was a trip. He's the one you see when you want to go into the village. Kind of like the head man, you know. He negotiates for prices and entry fees. They charged us $10 US a head. This village is in the middle of what seems to be nowhere. Wondered what they did with all the cash until I saw the hundreds and hundreds of cattle they owned. Quite an enterprising people.
Maasai Warrior
This guy was a trip. He's the one you see when you want to go into the village. Kind of like the head man, you know. He negotiates for prices and entry fees. They charged us $10 US a head. This village is in the middle of what seems to be nowhere. Wondered what they did with all the cash until I saw the hundreds and hundreds of cattle they owned. Quite an enterprising people.
Recent Photo's from Africa
This lion was about 5 feet from the Land Rover.
On our one safari day, we saw more lions that we could believe. Entire prides, with cubs no less! The funniest thing was that they would walk amongst the landrovers, then just lay down in the midst and roll over as if expecting you to rub their tummies!
This lion was about 5 feet from the Land Rover.
On our one safari day, we saw more lions that we could believe. Entire prides, with cubs no less! The funniest thing was that they would walk amongst the landrovers, then just lay down in the midst and roll over as if expecting you to rub their tummies!
Havilah - Tanzania, East Africa 2006
Went back to Tanzania in July. This year was different. There was no earth-shaking, life changing moment or experience on this run. Just a deeper understanding of the Tanzanian people, language and culture. For anyone who doesn't know, I'm part of an organization called Global Vessels (www.globalvessels.org) - that is building an orphange village Havilah in the USA river area. USA river(prounouced "ooosah river") is near the town of Arusha which is at the foot of Mt. Meru. You can also see Mt Kilimanjaro when the weather allows.
This year, I got to touch the building that we started on our last trip. It's beauty brought me to tears. Even the work was different this time. Still the brickmaking, but for me much more photography that global vessels could use. You'll find a few of my favorite photos from this trip above - if anyone wants to know more, give me a holler and I'll be happy to share.
Here's the presentation that I did this year to showcase our non profit work.
This year, I got to touch the building that we started on our last trip. It's beauty brought me to tears. Even the work was different this time. Still the brickmaking, but for me much more photography that global vessels could use. You'll find a few of my favorite photos from this trip above - if anyone wants to know more, give me a holler and I'll be happy to share.
Here's the presentation that I did this year to showcase our non profit work.
WOW
It's been a totally busy summer. Seems as if I havent been home much at all. Did a business trip to Nashville for a little more than a week in May. Stayed at the Gaylord Opryland. For me, the beds sucked and the property turned out to be one big biodome - with great restaurants I might add. Its funny, you'd be in there for several days and be around plants and get sunlight thru the ceiling, but never actually any FRESH air. When I left, I felt like I'd been freed from prison. Such is the work of a techie on a convention. All work, very little play -and way too much food.
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
Black Churches Bad Tradeoff
Someone sent this to me today...and even though the published date is a year old, I thought it worth posting....
By BILL MAXWELL
Published April 10, 2005
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In trying to figure why so many black pastors are adopting issues and causes dear to white evangelicals, I realized that, more often than not, these black pastors hope to score points with the Bush administration and, therefore, increase their chances of winning big bucks from the president's "faith-based initiatives" program.
With their own church-sponsored social programs costing large sums, some black ministers are lining up for a federal handout. For his part, Bush, along with other Republicans, gets the conservative black Christian vote.
What is the tradeoff in this scenario? What is the cost to the black church's traditional mission and its viability in the communities it serves?
Second only to the family, the black church always has been the most significant institution in African-American life. Until recently, the concerns of the black church and those of the black community were indistinguishable. When, for example, lay residents put issues such as health care, unemployment, education, crime and health insurance at the top of their agenda, the church concurred.
Now, as many ministers pursue federal money for their faith-based programs, some congregations are morphing into hotbeds of conservatism. One pastor, Bishop Harry R. Jackson Jr., of the Hope Christian Church in College Park, Md., sashays around the nation touting a GOP-lite scheme he calls a "Black Contract With America on Moral Values."
His priorities - abortion and same-sex marriage - typify those of his peers who have aligned with Republicans.
Similar motivations may have spurred Jesse Jackson's belated intrusion on the circus surrounding Terri Schiavo. Jackson used to be the most insistent voice urging the Democratic Party to stay focused on issues of social and economic justice. But in Pinellas Park, Jackson literally put himself arm-in-arm with leaders of the Christian conservative fundraising machine.
Liberal pastors, such as William Shaw, president of the National Baptist Convention USA, argue that black neoconservative ministers have bought into a phony, white evangelical agenda that sidesteps reality and tramples compassion and common sense.
"My position on same-sex marriage is not that it is the sole determinant on moral issues," Shaw told the New York Times. "Marriage is threatened more by adultery, and we don't have a constitutional ban on that. Alcohol is a threat to the stability of the family, and we don't have a constitutional ban on that."
Shaw and other liberal clergy believe that the same old intractable problems still plague the nation's black communities. These problems, liberals say, should be addressed without the distraction of empty words and red herrings such as a constitutional ban on same-sex marriage.
I cannot think of another problem more pressing than the black male's failure in our public schools and colleges, as shown in the findings of "Public Education and Black Male Students: A State Report Card," a 2004 report by the Schott Foundation for Public Education. The report tracks school districts' graduation rates for black males nationally.
Following is a short list of districts and their rates: Cincinnati and Cleveland, Ohio, 19 percent; Chatham County, Ga., 21 percent; Rochester, N.Y., Milwaukee, Wis., and Pinellas County, 24 percent; New York City, 26 percent; Buffalo, N.Y., 27 percent; St. Louis, 28 percent; Duval County, 29 percent; Chicago, Clayton County, Ga., 30 percent; Oakland, Calif., 31 percent; Hillsborough County, 32 percent; Indianapolis, Orange County, Fla., and Palm Beach County, 33 percent; Caddo Parish, La., and Charlotte-Mecklenburg, N.C., 34 percent.
Fewer than 1 in 5 black males graduate from high school with the so-called necessities - college prep courses and a demonstration of "basic literacy" - to be considered "college ready." Black males are expelled, suspended and failed at rates five times higher than that of other groups.
Where are the conservative pastors in this crisis - one that potentially can make the black male even more of an endangered species? Right-wing bromides and hateful rhetoric will not eradicate this crisis.
Properly educating black males should be at the top of the black church's agenda. But it is not.
If black men are not attending college in respectable numbers, where are they? Too many are behind bars. According to Human Rights Watch, nearly 5 percent of all black men, compared to 0.6 percent of white men, are locked up. In many states, especially in the South, the figures exceed the national average. In 12 states, more than 10 percent of black men ages 18 to 64 are incarcerated. The same percentage is true for those ages 20-29.
Where are black churches in this crisis? Far too many are positioning to grab faith-based money to conduct programs inside jails and prisons. Such work is the easy part. The hard work is on the outside, in the free world where ex-cons need family, community and church support and jobs to normalize their status.
In too many communities, black churches - having adopted the warped theology of white evangelicals - shun these men and berate them from the pulpit.
And, now, black America faces the AIDS/HIV epidemic, which threatens our existence as a viable group. The infection rate statistics are frightening. In 2004, according to the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, while blacks were 12 percent of the nation's population, they accounted for 54 percent of the new AIDS cases. (Black women between the ages of 25 and 44 are more likely to die of AIDS than any other illness.)
Homophobic from its inception, the black church has gone AWOL in the AIDS crisis by joining hands with white evangelicals in order to get faith-based lucre.
The major tradeoff is a cynical and self-destructive one: Black men - already scarce in the pews - are being pushed further away from the church, the one institution that could make a positive difference in their lives.
Faith-based initiatives will not save black men. They will be saved by initiatives that are based on sincerity, common sense and reality.
Former Times columnist Bill Maxwell is scholar-in-residence at Stillman College in Tuscaloosa, Ala
By BILL MAXWELL
Published April 10, 2005
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In trying to figure why so many black pastors are adopting issues and causes dear to white evangelicals, I realized that, more often than not, these black pastors hope to score points with the Bush administration and, therefore, increase their chances of winning big bucks from the president's "faith-based initiatives" program.
With their own church-sponsored social programs costing large sums, some black ministers are lining up for a federal handout. For his part, Bush, along with other Republicans, gets the conservative black Christian vote.
What is the tradeoff in this scenario? What is the cost to the black church's traditional mission and its viability in the communities it serves?
Second only to the family, the black church always has been the most significant institution in African-American life. Until recently, the concerns of the black church and those of the black community were indistinguishable. When, for example, lay residents put issues such as health care, unemployment, education, crime and health insurance at the top of their agenda, the church concurred.
Now, as many ministers pursue federal money for their faith-based programs, some congregations are morphing into hotbeds of conservatism. One pastor, Bishop Harry R. Jackson Jr., of the Hope Christian Church in College Park, Md., sashays around the nation touting a GOP-lite scheme he calls a "Black Contract With America on Moral Values."
His priorities - abortion and same-sex marriage - typify those of his peers who have aligned with Republicans.
Similar motivations may have spurred Jesse Jackson's belated intrusion on the circus surrounding Terri Schiavo. Jackson used to be the most insistent voice urging the Democratic Party to stay focused on issues of social and economic justice. But in Pinellas Park, Jackson literally put himself arm-in-arm with leaders of the Christian conservative fundraising machine.
Liberal pastors, such as William Shaw, president of the National Baptist Convention USA, argue that black neoconservative ministers have bought into a phony, white evangelical agenda that sidesteps reality and tramples compassion and common sense.
"My position on same-sex marriage is not that it is the sole determinant on moral issues," Shaw told the New York Times. "Marriage is threatened more by adultery, and we don't have a constitutional ban on that. Alcohol is a threat to the stability of the family, and we don't have a constitutional ban on that."
Shaw and other liberal clergy believe that the same old intractable problems still plague the nation's black communities. These problems, liberals say, should be addressed without the distraction of empty words and red herrings such as a constitutional ban on same-sex marriage.
I cannot think of another problem more pressing than the black male's failure in our public schools and colleges, as shown in the findings of "Public Education and Black Male Students: A State Report Card," a 2004 report by the Schott Foundation for Public Education. The report tracks school districts' graduation rates for black males nationally.
Following is a short list of districts and their rates: Cincinnati and Cleveland, Ohio, 19 percent; Chatham County, Ga., 21 percent; Rochester, N.Y., Milwaukee, Wis., and Pinellas County, 24 percent; New York City, 26 percent; Buffalo, N.Y., 27 percent; St. Louis, 28 percent; Duval County, 29 percent; Chicago, Clayton County, Ga., 30 percent; Oakland, Calif., 31 percent; Hillsborough County, 32 percent; Indianapolis, Orange County, Fla., and Palm Beach County, 33 percent; Caddo Parish, La., and Charlotte-Mecklenburg, N.C., 34 percent.
Fewer than 1 in 5 black males graduate from high school with the so-called necessities - college prep courses and a demonstration of "basic literacy" - to be considered "college ready." Black males are expelled, suspended and failed at rates five times higher than that of other groups.
Where are the conservative pastors in this crisis - one that potentially can make the black male even more of an endangered species? Right-wing bromides and hateful rhetoric will not eradicate this crisis.
Properly educating black males should be at the top of the black church's agenda. But it is not.
If black men are not attending college in respectable numbers, where are they? Too many are behind bars. According to Human Rights Watch, nearly 5 percent of all black men, compared to 0.6 percent of white men, are locked up. In many states, especially in the South, the figures exceed the national average. In 12 states, more than 10 percent of black men ages 18 to 64 are incarcerated. The same percentage is true for those ages 20-29.
Where are black churches in this crisis? Far too many are positioning to grab faith-based money to conduct programs inside jails and prisons. Such work is the easy part. The hard work is on the outside, in the free world where ex-cons need family, community and church support and jobs to normalize their status.
In too many communities, black churches - having adopted the warped theology of white evangelicals - shun these men and berate them from the pulpit.
And, now, black America faces the AIDS/HIV epidemic, which threatens our existence as a viable group. The infection rate statistics are frightening. In 2004, according to the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, while blacks were 12 percent of the nation's population, they accounted for 54 percent of the new AIDS cases. (Black women between the ages of 25 and 44 are more likely to die of AIDS than any other illness.)
Homophobic from its inception, the black church has gone AWOL in the AIDS crisis by joining hands with white evangelicals in order to get faith-based lucre.
The major tradeoff is a cynical and self-destructive one: Black men - already scarce in the pews - are being pushed further away from the church, the one institution that could make a positive difference in their lives.
Faith-based initiatives will not save black men. They will be saved by initiatives that are based on sincerity, common sense and reality.
Former Times columnist Bill Maxwell is scholar-in-residence at Stillman College in Tuscaloosa, Ala
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
Things I hate
This is a rant. If you don't wanna share in the rant, look away now. Click on something else or go read my more positive stuff like my thoughts for the day.
I hate Insurance Companies. In this particular instance, it's Aetna. The people who are supposed to be providing me good care when I need it most. A simple thing. Torn meniscus. Simple MRI, Simple surgery and physical therapy. I feel like I'm spending just as much time dealing with the insurance company making sure they pay for things as I am trying to get better. Go figure. Today, I new wrinkle. I get a letter from some company trying to find out if anyone is at fault for my torn meniscus. Several pages on line to fill out all trying to get me to say that they can collect the money they are spending on me from someone else. What the hell do we pay for anyway? I swear, it's the biggest ripoff next to the price of gas. Anyone know how much money these industries made in profitt while they were pillaging our wallets? And to boot, it seems like no one really cares. We all just lay down and take it up the proverbial you know what. Why? Because there is no unity behind any issue these days. Divide and conquer is what the powers that be have done to the masses. We all just go along like sheep who have no options other than to get angry. I'm looking for a way to get even.
So back to Aetna. In addition for the MRI questionnaire, they've decided that they don't want to pay for the medicine that was used during surgery. What freakin sense does that make? They've announced that because they do not have a negotiated agreement with the company that distributes the medicine, I should pay for it. To the tune of more than $300 bucks. Now, when the drugs were used, I was UNCONSCIOUS. Should my doctor have awakened me and asked my permission to use the meds? Was he supposed to know in advance out of the many plans that his patient has, what meds are covered in AETNA's plan? Again. Go figure. If someone can explain this to me, I'd really appreciate it. On the nickel and dime tip, I got a bill for the crutches they gave me. All of $1.84. Why bother even to mail that one. Couldn't they have just accepted what the insurance company sent them and call it a day? I figure I'm going to annoy them and make them pay more money for the postage by sending me 10 months of bills before I pay this one. Its my way of getting even.
I'm done now. If you were looking away because I was ranting....welcome back now. We now return you to our regularly scheduled programming.
I hate Insurance Companies. In this particular instance, it's Aetna. The people who are supposed to be providing me good care when I need it most. A simple thing. Torn meniscus. Simple MRI, Simple surgery and physical therapy. I feel like I'm spending just as much time dealing with the insurance company making sure they pay for things as I am trying to get better. Go figure. Today, I new wrinkle. I get a letter from some company trying to find out if anyone is at fault for my torn meniscus. Several pages on line to fill out all trying to get me to say that they can collect the money they are spending on me from someone else. What the hell do we pay for anyway? I swear, it's the biggest ripoff next to the price of gas. Anyone know how much money these industries made in profitt while they were pillaging our wallets? And to boot, it seems like no one really cares. We all just lay down and take it up the proverbial you know what. Why? Because there is no unity behind any issue these days. Divide and conquer is what the powers that be have done to the masses. We all just go along like sheep who have no options other than to get angry. I'm looking for a way to get even.
So back to Aetna. In addition for the MRI questionnaire, they've decided that they don't want to pay for the medicine that was used during surgery. What freakin sense does that make? They've announced that because they do not have a negotiated agreement with the company that distributes the medicine, I should pay for it. To the tune of more than $300 bucks. Now, when the drugs were used, I was UNCONSCIOUS. Should my doctor have awakened me and asked my permission to use the meds? Was he supposed to know in advance out of the many plans that his patient has, what meds are covered in AETNA's plan? Again. Go figure. If someone can explain this to me, I'd really appreciate it. On the nickel and dime tip, I got a bill for the crutches they gave me. All of $1.84. Why bother even to mail that one. Couldn't they have just accepted what the insurance company sent them and call it a day? I figure I'm going to annoy them and make them pay more money for the postage by sending me 10 months of bills before I pay this one. Its my way of getting even.
I'm done now. If you were looking away because I was ranting....welcome back now. We now return you to our regularly scheduled programming.
Thought for today
You must eat the elephant one bite at a time.
You cannot get to the end from the middle. You won't find the beginning at the end. No matter what we are doing, there is a process. Whether the situation is positive or negative, we must go through the process. When we rush ahead, we may miss important steps. If we become impatient, we can overlook details. We must be willing to move step by step, inch by inch to get to the end. There is no way to rush the process. When we are excited, we want to see how a situation will end. When the situation is unpleasant, we want it to end quickly. Whether anxiety or fear, the anticipation of benefits or pain, no matter what we do, we must be willing to do it one step at a time.
An inch is an inch, a yard is hard.
It's a thought running through my head today because I just came from P.T. I want to be better all at once, and am struggling with wanting to do too much at a time. Giving time some time and working slowly to achieve a goal has always been difficult - for me at least. This particular process just reinforces that I have a whole lot to work on - on the inside as well as on the out.
You cannot get to the end from the middle. You won't find the beginning at the end. No matter what we are doing, there is a process. Whether the situation is positive or negative, we must go through the process. When we rush ahead, we may miss important steps. If we become impatient, we can overlook details. We must be willing to move step by step, inch by inch to get to the end. There is no way to rush the process. When we are excited, we want to see how a situation will end. When the situation is unpleasant, we want it to end quickly. Whether anxiety or fear, the anticipation of benefits or pain, no matter what we do, we must be willing to do it one step at a time.
An inch is an inch, a yard is hard.
It's a thought running through my head today because I just came from P.T. I want to be better all at once, and am struggling with wanting to do too much at a time. Giving time some time and working slowly to achieve a goal has always been difficult - for me at least. This particular process just reinforces that I have a whole lot to work on - on the inside as well as on the out.
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