I’m still working on my feelings about conformity and guilt. Today my lesson was brought to me by the friendly barista working the drive through window at the coffee shop. This morning I cruised into the drive through at my local coffee shop with loyalty card in hand, ready to buy my usual $2 morning cup of coffee (expensive I know, but totally worth it!).
I’ve always loved this story, and try to remember it when things get a little tough. While walking along a beach, an elderly gentleman saw someone in the distance leaning down, picking something up and throwing it into the ocean. As he got closer, he noticed that the figure was that of a young man, picking up starfish one by one and tossing each
Three builders were carrying the same exact work. -What do you do? -each of them was asked. -I carry stones, said the first one. -I’m earning a living, responded the second one. But the third one replied: “I am building a temple”.
Thanksgiving is one of my favorite holidays, but alas, it now seems to be just a bookmark, almost forgotten amid the consumer frenzy. I have so many fond memories of Thanksgiving from my youth, but now it just seems to be “that meal we eat right before BLACK FRIDAY…” When I was younger I remember writing an essay about Thanksgiving. I don’t remember it all
I have so many things bouncing around inside my head that I finally decided that I needed a place for them to escape to, so here it is. This will be a site of random thoughts, ideas, cogitation, and anything else that may come to my mind that I need to get down. I’ve decided to release them to the Universe by posting them here,