There was a small pond just around the backside of a little compound where I stayed a few times. The compound was a circular lot with A-frame cottages that pre-date the year I was born. Perhaps the place predated my birth by at least a decade or possibly more. The old cottages were quaint and small with the original decorations. I suppose the years and age had changed the place.
The resort was built to accept the run-offs and overflows of people looking for an alternative to hotels and the Pocono ski resorts. The amenities were antiquated at best but the fireplace was good. The cottages were nowhere near the five-star experience but the atmosphere was warm and kind.
Fear of Fear
Everyone is afraid of something . . .
We all have our groups of fear. I know that my fears range from valid to simple, and irrational to rational. I know this is a fact. Then again the same can be said for most of us down here on Project Earth. We all feel. We all think. At times, we overthink to the point where simple decisions become difficult. Life can be scary sometimes. I know this and you do too, which is why this is a true story.
Continue readingFreedom From Resentment
Everyone has a map from their past. This plays over and over in our thoughts. This is where our perception lives. This is where our opinions come from and where we hold the records of our old experiences. These are the blueprints we use to build the models of our predictions. We base our plans on assumption.
The records from our memory point our thoughts in a biased direction because of the math we do in our minds. We calculate our assumptions according to the variables of our previous involvements and associations. This is where fear comes from and where concerns begin to grow.
Continue readingLetters From A Son: Dear Mom
I admit it. . .
Time slips away from me. There are days when I run into myself as I come through the door. I burn the candle at both ends because life is a busy place to be. The toughest part about this are the moments I miss because life is always on the go.
I admit to the phone calls while driving in the car. I do this because these are the best times to talk without interruption or distraction.
The only problem is the moments are limited. The list of calls and people I need to catch up with is long, which means that time slips away. This means the distance between phone calls can grow longer than they should be.
A Note Taken From “The Boys” – I Know What We Need
There is a common theme amongst us all. Everyone is thinking about the time when we can be free to go out. Maybe we can sit down at a restaurant or go to a place where they play live music.
Wouldn’t that be nice?
From Bedtime Stories For The Insomniac: To Break The Tension
It was raining before sunrise this morning. I could hear the sound of raindrops falling onto the dome skylights on the top of my roof. It was quiet though and peaceful as ever. The gloom in the sky began to show proof of light, and soon enough, I knew the sunshine would return.
The sun is up now. The sky is beginning to show segments of clearing, which I hope to see more of as the day progresses.
The robins are awake now. I can hear them chirping from the wooded section of my property, which is modest and quaint but decent in size.
Covid Cleansing
Given the current situation, there is no reason to stress the obvious topics on the news. We all want the same things.
Now more than ever, we need to get ahead of this. We need to move forward. The truth of the matter is we all want the best. We want to find our way out of this, alive and well, and furthermore, we want to find ourselves financially stable, and back up and running. Agreed?
Care After Covid
After the longest April in our history, there are talks about reopening the country. However, the fact remains that we are at war with something beyond our control.
The Coronavirus has taken so much from us all. Aside from the failing economy, the layoffs, and the unemployment numbers that continue to grow, and aside from the businesses that went under, and let us not forget the cancellation of normal everyday life; we have the cold stories of people dying alone in hospital rooms without a loved one in sight.
Where Will You Invest?
Make no mistake. Everything we do is an investment. Even if the decision is to do nothing, there is still an investment.
Believe it.
There are times when we put so much into something only to get so much out. There are people we talk to and people we invest our time in, only to find that our investments were poor. And there we are, wishing we paid attention to the red flags we saw along the way.
Letters from A Son: 4/29/20
There was a little stream that ran parallel behind the place on Lindell Boulevard. I’d walk there sometimes to enjoy the calmness of a Florida afternoon in Delray. There were so many things to notice, like the palm trees, or the pool behind the complex.
Some of the rear facing apartments had patios, which were mainly rented by people with grandchildren.
Most often the patios were empty with only a few toys that grandparents kept safe for their grandchildren whenever they would visit. There was something to the atmosphere that was comforting to say the least.
The Written Addiction 