Why do I write?
Because I love it! And I can draw stuff like this sometimes! 🙂
In this month of October, I’m going about to see how my actions can help. It doesn’t matter if it’s big or small. I’m looking to make things better.
A smile or a yell. An illustration or a song. Whether I’m talking to the person right in front of me, on the phone, writing a blog post, tweeting, or posting something on Facebook, I want to make someone’s day.
Will I succeed each time? No. I’ll probably fail a lot more than succeeding. With this mindset, perhaps by giving first, I can achieve my goals I’ve written down for this month.
The other thing I have in mind is more challenging: Waking up early. I’ve done it consistently during the spring and early summer months. Then a change in schedule put a wrench into that and my hours are all over the place. At least for this month, I’m making strong effort to get up before the sun is up and do the work without interruptions.
I hope to make great strides in this month and hope that you make great strides in the final quarter of 2016. It’s a good time as any to do it with gusto. All the best and go for it 🙂
Things are only as big or small as we think they are.
We create our mountains and valleys. We create our roads of gold and fortune.
It’s such a big deal to define our realities as we would like them to be. I know I created a reality that caused a lot more problems than it should have. That stopped me from writing. And when I realized how dumb I was for halting my creativity, I knew I had to get back and keep at it.
And that’s how it must be if you want to create a life you want. You fight for it. You make most of the minutes you’re breathing. Time is going to pass anyway.
With the Chuseok holidays about to start, I say make a world that suits you. Enjoy the days and nights. Feel glad as much as you can. Smile. Sure, not every day will be fine, but we can spin what we want to spin. Let’s keep that under our control. 🙂
Sometimes, you have to show tough love to those you care about.
They may not know things that must be known. They may be working at a level that isn’t going to cut it in life. They may need a person to guide them firmly on a path to better things.
As a parent, I want what is best for my children. Nothing would make me happier to see them fly on their own wings, to surpass what I’ve done. These take time. And the push to do more requires more assertion than coddling.
I would prefer to encourage than shout. Yet, for a person to become more, we must not be limited to kindness and generosity. We must use all spectrums of emotion since humans are capable of feeling hundreds, if not thousands of things.
Our words certainly fail us to describe our state.
At the end of the day, I want my children to be better each time. They may not always succeed in this, but they must really make an effort of it.
In life, we push to reach the prize. We must keep our eyes on what we want. We must pursue and progress. We must stumble and fall. We must get up and continue the journey. In time, winning will come. But until that happen, we carry on. 🙂
So Joe comes home with me on the bus with his white T-shirt covered with purple and red markerpen stains.
Man oh man oh man.
I’m angry because the stains are stinking hard to get rid of. In the past, I thought the stains were permanent. Now I know it’s possible to eliminate it with the right chemicals. In this case, it was alcohol, more specifically, Brut.
A couple of doses here and there, using toilet paper to absorb the markerpen. The process goes on and on. When a good portion of the stain was taken out, I used dishwasher liquid and kept rubbing the stain over and over and over.
Sheer effort and work.
And when it was done, About 98% was eliminated. I did a final wash on T-shirt and shorts (it had red marker stains). Then I hanged them up to dry. I hope the sunlight will breakdown the last 2%.
So was it worth it? Of course, it’s my boy’s clothes.
The fact that I can take out stains from clothes reminded me of one thing: Work your ass off! And the effort will yield fruit.
Some hard work brings out immediate results. Others could take days, weeks, months, and years. Whatever it is, sprint or marathon, work with everything you got and have faith things will work out for the best.
My goals for September is doable. If I can work with the intensity I had with cleaning Joe’s clothes each day, I can achieve some serious success.
So what am you and I waiting for? Get going. 🙂
Ah, stuff blows up.
Things can go pretty wrong. You scraped your shin. You hit your head against the post. People laughed at you because of a ‘kick me’ sign posted on your back.
Whatever happens, be there. Wrestling with the mess. In other words, get whatever you want done, done.
This month of September is to see the possibility of my goals. Focus on one thing at a time. Spend time and work with what I got. When I’m done, I know I’ve won that day. And do it again day after day after day.
A lot of shut up, work your ass off, and C ross the damn finish line. And do it again.
I got caught up unnecessary crap and excuses. I know the answers to my problems. I don’t know the timing of when they will be solved. I know the method.
When you feel it, you’ll know it. You go and grab for the prize. More as it goes. 🙂
As I work through some of my projects, I found myself thinking way too much.
The new information weighs heavy. The action steps require me to do <gasp> research and stuff beyond the comfort zone.
It’s doggone awful. I can feel my brain saying, “That’s enough! I can’t go further right now.”
But it’s bullcrap. I can always do more. A little more.
My problems are trying to write great ideas. The thing is, what is a great idea? Or a good idea? Or even a bad idea? Why let an idea die because it doesn’t fit my description of a good idea?
The fight is constantly waged day after day after day. I hate it.
The fight will always be there when I do the work. The unseen opponent is ready and willing to wrestle me like God wrestling Jacob. I’m always going to be pounded, twisted, and bent when I sit down and draw, write, and plan.
The pain never goes away. I must enjoy the process of misery. I must make a game of it. But I can’t sugarcoat it unless I like a bottom part of the opponent’s palm smacked into my nose.
The start sucks. But as I keep going beyond, I can cope. I can thrive. I can have a little fun.
Yes, each day can be seen as a new round of swinging, missing, and hitting. The only way to win is get back up when you get a smack down. The only way to win is hit back with a few jabs and power punch at the end.
Always take that extra step further. Demand the change. Be more. And don’t forget, some tasks require less thinking. 🙂
All the good and bad, they too shall pass.
Emotions are important all through the day and the evening. When it’s time for bed, release them all or let them pass like clouds blown in the sky.
Creativity is fluid when one is relaxed and tense. We can’t say what is good or bad. Everything has its use and purpose if we look for it.
Today went well as it could. Despite my reservations with the certain parts of the work, it was because I was not familiar with them. I know I must always push the boundaries. I know the discomfort will bring me to another level. Familiarity and comfort is not the way to go.
We must delve into the unknown. We must seek what is new. We must venture forth. Life isn’t worth living if you aren’t going for it. 🙂