Lest We Forget…

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November 11th…

Remembrance Day in Canada…

Veterans Day in the USA…

Called other things in other countries…

But the spirit remains the same…

Lest We Forget…

Lest We Forget the sacrifices made by those who fought…

November 11th, 1918 was the date of the Armistice Signing…Resulting in a Cease Fire…101 years ago today…

But it was The Treaty of Versailles – signed June 28th 1919; 5 years to the day after the Assassination of Archduke Frank Ferdinand and his Wife Sophie, Duchess of Hohenberg; and event that lead to the war in the first place; – that brought a per verbally end to World War I. The War to End ALL Wars…

But it didn’t…

As history has shown us…War continues even now…as humans fight other humans for whatever they think they need to fight for…except no one these days seems to be fighting for Peace…no one seems to be fighting for a world where everyone lives in relative harmony…where no matter where you travel…you will be as safe as you want to be.

But I have hope…that one day…we as a world will stop and say…Enough…

That we look at all those who have made the ultimate sacrifice so that we can continue to live and say…let’s not make these sacrifices worthless; let us honour what they so desperately fought for and make it a reality.

I Hope I Am Alive To See This Day…

Lest We Forget…

Time to Give Up The Chase…

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I am guilty of chasing people who are exiting my life…people who really have no desire to remain in my circumference.

At one point they may have been happy to be around me…but as time passes and we as individuals grow in our own respective journeys…we grow apart for which ever reason.

That does not mean that what they said to you during those times you were together have any less meaning or ring any less true. Those times when you suffered self-doubt; and they told you ‘You are loved everyday’ (I really hope you meant that my sweet pig) those still carry the meaning & the truth even now…even when you stand there watching them walk away…those words still mean all they meant when first said.

But as sad as you may be…

As heartbroken as you feel…

As much as you want to run after them to see if the reason they are walking away is to see who comes after them…

Sometimes…you need to stop chasing…

Sometimes…you need to stand still…

K

Letting Go…Saying Good-Bye

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Smokey Robinson said it best when he sang…’What’s so good about good -bye’

I hate Good-Bye…It’s so final…and as I have learned…there is nothing Final…about anything…

I’m a gamer – I use this term loosely as I am not a big video gamer, more board games then anything (basically every Saturday Night); but I play a couple MMORPG mobile games. Been playing with the same crew from ages; so I am fairly attached to them. There is this one player…let’s call him Pig…I have known in game for almost as long as I’ve been playing it. He’s bounced around a free teams associated with our crew and the last few months we have actually managed to be on the same team for longer than the two weeks. I won’t bore you with the details as these are still rather confidential; but we had what I will call a rather forward heart to heart – more so me than him. And I challenge him to step back for a week; to let other’s be a voice in our team. He accepted the challenge and not a peep for not just one week; but two. I was so proud of him; I really was…

…and yet…an unforeseen occurrence took place; in the time away he began to focus on his Real Life more acutely – this isn’t a bad thing mind you; 4 years of hard core playing; and I think it was to the determent of his home life; he won’t admit it; but I think it was in a way. I mentioned in a group chat that I hadn’t heard from him since before Halloween – he has a tendency to be a bit ridiculous at times – and said I was worried. This morning he finally responds to say he is actually turning over his account to the team leader and is leaving the game entirely. Wasn’t actually expecting that…I really wasn’t; He said he was able to fully detach from the game and realized he had no interest in it any more; done all he could do – as far as he was concerned; I beg to differ; but what do I know…? Not as much as I had thought…no matter…

I surprised myself when I didn’t say…Please don’t leave…I couldn’t bring myself to do that…he had made his choice; one that was no doubt on his heart for a while; suffering burnout all the while in the grips of the hubris that we wouldn’t be able to function without him; and the past two weeks proved that we could…because as ever…my sweet Pig never really did understand…it wasn’t what he could get us that mattered; or how much he yelled on our behalf…it was enough that he was there; be it for 5 minutes or 5 hours. Driving home from class today, as I navigated snowy roads the thought that sprung to mind was…Now What?

The answer…

You have to let him go…

In the same conversation as his announcement that he was leaving; I had asked for him to let me know how he was…every now and then…not everyday…just every now and then. His response was once gone he won’t be stopping by…again my sweet pig goes on the first assumption I meant staying in our chat group – zero point of that since he’ll no longer be playing…yet I was hopeful that he may reach out in other ways…however with that statement I have to face it that perhaps; along with the game he puts me and the rest of the crew (save for the few he knows in real life; and who can say about them really); in the rearview mirror – this last bit is the one that weighs heaviest on my heart at this point…and the one part that won’t sit in it’s nice little compartment (I compartmentalize like a boss usually).

So I asked again…

What Now…?

Same Answer…

Let Him Go…

And Say See You Down the Road…

So my Sweet Pig…be good to yourself…make the most of the rest of your life; for I wish nothing but good things for you. On December 31st of every year I hope you’ll spare a thought for me…and all the things that use to be.

I’ll See You Down the Road…

Love You Forever…

Pirate Fi…

 

Laws of Attraction…The Power of Positivity…

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I recently took part in an online ‘seminar’ about the Laws of Attraction…

90 minutes of what was essentially an infomercial, like those ones on late night television. Now while I didn’t buy the product their selling, I am intrigued enough to wonder about if the Laws of Attraction do work, do visualizations work for improving your life?

Now while I can get behind getting the negative thoughts in your head out of there and replacing them with positive thoughts, is that really what is going to attract what you want? Are thoughts enough? Or do you need to manifest those thoughts into something those outside of ourselves can actually see.

Apparently the Law of Attraction – according to answers.com –  is basically one of the 7 Super Laws exists in this world. Basically put The Law Of Attraction states that everything “attracts” or manifest based on our human brain results of thoughts.

It would seem a rather loft, worldly view…and perhaps it is…and perhaps it is not.

As you go though life, your visualizations will change…for what you want at 45 might not be what you wanted at 25. Me, I wanted to live in a hacienda on the beach of Puerto Vallarta and run a fishing charter company with my dad when I was 25, now, at almost 45; I just want a job I can hang on to longer than 18 months, and a stronger foundation in God.

If visualization works for you…wonderful…

If it doesn’t…that’s okay too…

Running…

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Ever feel like the proverbially hamster on a wheel?

Me too…

running…running…but not really getting anywhere…

I had thought I had my Mojo back…but I have lost it again…

Too many people trying to dictate what I should be doing, and what I should be focusing on…

So for all of you doing this…

STOP

 

 

Late Nights…and Strange Sights…

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I attended Make-Up School a few years back and I still have my male mannequin head from when I was learning to trim beards (yes…facial hair is in the realm of the make-up artist not the hair person). It’s currently sitting on its stand on my workbench as it has long hair and I sometimes use it to practice hair styles that require a degree in architecture. It freaks people out as they think someone is sitting there.

I am dragging my feet in moving it to another spot because I find it hilarious…

 

 

I hate to admit this…and being a friendly co-worker…

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God how I hate to admit this…but my mom was right.

I decided to bring up something during the weekly meetings at work; something that had been niggling at me for a while. It was about returning items that had been borrowed to where they belong. My mom said not to as I would be ridiculed for it. I didn’t believe so plotted full steam ahead…and I was ridiculed for it…by my peers who went so far as to tell me not to ‘Cry about it…’ 

Hardly…but it’s really fucking frustrating when I have to spend 10 minutes looking for something or restocking my gear because someone else used it and didn’t bother to refill it or return it altogether.

So my mom was right…

I hate admitting that…truly.
 Which brings me to this…

There is a difference between a co-worker that is a friend and a friendly co-worker.

If you hang out together outside of work; then that co-worker is a friend…if you do not, then that co-worker is just friendly. 

At my current job I am a friendly co-worker…although after this morning I am not sure I’m even that…but I digress…I help out as required; do my bit in the name of team work and at the end of the day I split; i don’t hang out and talk in the employee parking lot (not that I park there anyway…but again I digress) nor do I have a burning desire to be a part of the group outside of work hours (or inside work hours really). I show up, do the job the best I can and then I leave to do the things that I love. 

As a wise man once said…

I ain’t there to make friends…

That’s what doing what I love to do is for.