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Rant on Goals and Epiphanies

This is a Rant. if you are easily offended, hate goals or epiphanies, this is not the post for you.

It’s no secret to anyone that knows me, I love epiphanies. Even the holy crap ones that you just didn’t see coming, and then chastising oneself for not paying more attention along the way. I also love goals. No matter what they are, nor whom has them, I support working your arse off to achieve them.

I have come to believe, by way of experience, that when you set goals, consistently work toward them, you appreciate the end result far more than had it just been given to you. When you EARN what you have, especially after life has knocked you on your arse and you have to start over, from scratch, you learn to love your life, to appreciate it and respect it. Thus becomes a self-perpetuating habit, making you work harder to keep it. Fighting for it, to protect it for your self and those that matter in your life. The work doesn’t stop when you get to where you are going. It’s not about the destination. The maintenance phase just begins.
I also don’t believe in handouts. I do believe in hand ups however. They are great, unless you are one of those people expecting them and then taking them and the people willing to help you for granted. A hand up is to help you get off your arse and on your feet, you know, so you can do for yourself. (And those people should never be shit on. They are getting fewer and farther between due to being constantly shit on by ungrateful disrespectful souls…it’s craptastic, please just stop it!)

 

Now that’s not to say the shit happens. Life happens. Our choices along the way are ours to make, as are the consequences that come from them, ours to own. The good, the bad and the I can’t believe I did that…The question remains the same, “What did I learn from this?” And if you haven’t learned anything, how many times will you repeat that which isn’t working for you, before the bright shining epiphany happens? And oh how it differs from being on your own to having kids/family/pets/important others relying on you to have your crap together.

I can’t help but wonder, why it takes some of us a few times of getting knocked on our butts, getting up and dusting ourselves off to start over again, before we decide we have had enough of that crap? I know it’s been a couple of times for me and I flat-out refuse to do it again. I make sure I am earning the life I have every single day. I make the time to really look around and notice every detail. I appreciate it and take time to be thankful and enjoy it. And never forget to pay it forward!

 

I’m not entirely sure when society as a whole became so freaking selfish. The “Do for me”, “Give me”, “I can do no wrong” attitude sours the stomach and leaves a horrendous taste on the tongue. Have we so quickly forgotten in such a short period of time, even over the course of say the last 100 years, that nothing gets done by itself? You can’t have a clean house if you do not clean it. Technology is to the human condition as oil is to water. We just don’t mix with out a good hard shake. Now we are an on demand society that have forgotten the fundamentals that got us here.

 

Rant over. As I step down off my soap box, I shake my head in disappointment. Humans are capable of greatness yet too many await it to be handed to them.

Potential. Each of us has it, built-in, already on board. It’s right there next to the auto correct. Yes, you have that to.

What are you doing with yours?

Tracey.

P.S. Life is hard and no one gets out alive. Embrace the suck and quit your bitchin’.

Candles and Coffee

Today, as most others any more, has been draining. For no particular reason. Just the speed of life. Always things to do, cross off the list only to be replaced with a new set of to-do’s for the following day, or week. Whatever the current schedule may be.

It was whilst printing out pictures for a Christmas book I’m putting together for E, that it dawned on me, no one stops to acknowledge their accomplishments any more. I am definitely guilty of this. But why? Are we so busy doing? So busy we forget to get off the hamster wheel from time to time and just be?

Well, yes. I believe it comes down to success. No matter what that means for each person. We are driven to do stuff, so that we feel like we are doing a good job. But honestly, who cares? Who is going to stop long enough to tell us? Is it not our stuff and we then are the only ones that know if we did great or not? And if we can not pat ourselves on the back and have it be enough encouragement, what then?

But why do we not take time to enjoy our hard work? Why do we not stop and smell the roses? Light candles and sip coffee, just to enjoy the room we rearranged, again. That was my goal this evening and oh my! It was difficult at first, to set aside thoughts of all that “needs” doing. But after skyping with Baby E (which I am so thankful for), I refocused, starting with the crackle of my new FireSide candle.

Just the sound has made a difference. It sounds like a mini fireplace. Watching the flame dance to its own tune, illuminating the various bottles recycled as plant holders, warming shelf space that previously was just “there.” Sipping fresh hot coffee has also helped me slow down and enjoy the new photo arrangement on the wall. It has become cozy with an energy all of its own. Making this house a home has been challenging, but rewarding.

I wonder then, is it possible to get things done AND appreciate our surroundings at the same time? I would like to hope so. Yet I have but two speeds. Break-neck, and putter. Hmm. Learning to acknowledge accomplishments, even for a moment, has changed my out look and over all feeling about everything I do. Whether its on a list or not.

It has been lovely to enjoy all the smiling beautiful faces of my family. To remember what it has taken to get here. I wonder, how do you stop to smell the roses? What’s your version of candles and coffee? Do you take time to really enjoy your work, no matter how big or small a task or project? Pat yourselves on the back dear hearts!

Namaste,
Tracey.