Pursuance Of Purpose-part 2

Spontaneity is a must in my life. I love to do something to break up my routine. It can also bite me when it takes over. I need to have a routine to balance my responsibilities. If we live all our days doing things spontaneously it stops being spontaneous.

Then we realize we have lost sight of our purpose and feel ourselves spiralling in circles going no-where. It seems a bit contradictory but spontaneity needs to be balanced with a purpose.

Having a job,career,or responsibilities to meet is what gives us a desire to dream for change or something better. When we no longer have those things to drive us it is easy to start feeling lost. It happens to everyone at some point. A mother spends years actively involved in raising a family , and then what ? Another person has to resign from a long term career due to unexpected disabilities and find work that is more suitable to continue. Maybe you're retiring or moving to a different area. Starting over can be an adventure or it can leave you confused and lacking purpose.

While I am floating in the oblivion of lost purpose and seeking a new direction in life, I find purpose in attempting to inspire. When you feel uninspired, attempt to inspire. It isn't like climbing a mountain . It can be small things like noticing the uniqueness about people you meet in everyday life and letting them know they stand out. Maybe it is just listening to someone in a way that they know you are really listening. Or encouraging someone they can do that thing they are struggling with. Be open for opportunities to inspire and you will find your inspiration. Purpose will follow.

Wishing you Inspiration, Sand Dollar

Pursuance Of Purpose

The ideal of purpose has been predominant in my thoughts recently. Our purpose to get out of bed everyday changes many times throughout life. We go from one purpose to another constantly. At times we find ourselves tiring of purpose. Throughout my life I worked fulltime, raised a family and enjoyed several hobbies. I was always busy. People would ask me how I could keep up with it all. My answer was always "I'm living". I am realizing the absolute relevance of purpose to inspiration. Without purpose we absolutely find a lack of inspiration. We might be in awe of the sunset ,wildflowers, or a painting. But true inspiration to fullfill our hours needs purpose.

Pursuance of Purpose to be continued. Hope you are busy living.

Wishing everyone inspiration, Sand Dollar

Part 2-The Grass Is Always Greener In Someone Else's Life

Yes it is true. If we are tall we want to be short and visa versa. If we have Large breasts we want small and visa versa. We always want something different whether it be in our physical makeup or what we possess. No matter how satisfied I am with my life, a little pang of envy hits me now and then.

Another "while I was growing up" story. While I was growing up with 4 sisters, I wanted to dress like my friends. Though we did go shopping for school clothes, the majority of our clothes were creations by my mother. Even though she worked full time, she sewed alot. It isn't easy to keep 5 growing girls in fashion. My mother was an excellent seamstress. She added her own touch and designing skills to our clothes. I didn't appreciate her skills to the depth my friends did. I wanted to borrow my friends clothes but the surprise to me was that they wanted mine. My friends wanted to borrow mine because they were different-original. Later in life I realized how special it was to have "designer,original" clothes.

What ever your life is, I hope you see the wonder and originality it brings to you.

The Grass Is Always Greener In Someone Else's Life

I grew up in the country. By country I mean a half mile gravel road to the house. A front yard, back yard, garden area and pasture with barn. We had horses, a dog, cats, snakes, squirrels , deer and all the other creatures that thrive where tree's and grass are plentiful. We walked to the bus stop to go to school. We rode bikes and horses. We swam in the river at the end of our road. As I grew into my teen years I became envious of friends who lived in the city. I thought I would want to live in a city when I was old enough to make a choice. When I think back to those days I realize that everyday was like a vacation. I can only dream of living in that kind of environment again.
Today I live alone in an apartment. Well, not completely alone. I have a bird. Over the last ten years I have lived on the edge of a city and in the midst of a city. I have lived in apartments, a duplex and a small house in the city. It is not suiting this country girl after all. I do have tendencies toward claustrophobia so apartment living seems extremely confining. It also doesn't seem healthy. I often wonder how families can thrive living in an apartment. For a family living in an apartment to experience an outdoor activity or exercise routine, they have to go somewhere. Often the activities and exercise get put on the back burner when they have to plan a time when everyone can load into the car to go do something. With the economy being based on two people working and the rising costs of essentials, very few families can afford to rent or buy a home with a yard. It seems more and more families are being forced into living in small quarters. I see this as a cause for the rise in poor health. This is just my opinion.
I am no longer envious of my friends who grew up in the city.

To be continued.

"I want to quit smoking". Out of 40+ new years resolutions, that one statement takes the majority vote. The price of cigerettes now is outrageous and groups are working to increase the cost beyond reason. It will be like buying an illegal drug. Cigerettes cost more then a cold beer already. The claims being that increasing the cost of cigerettes will make them less affodable to teens. I strongly disagree with the cost of cigerettes be raised for that reason or any other reason. Can you imagine the crime rate going down if that happens. Cigerettes are not healthy, but for some it would be harder on them to quit. For me it reduces the amount of pain I feel from Fybromyalgia. It also helps keep my low blood pressure up so I can stay awake. I began smoking at a young age watching Betty Davis movies. It was the thing to do. I have quit several time and will try again until I succeed.

Things NOT to do when quitting smoking:

1. Don't go to a party where people are playing truth or dare and dare you to just smoke one.

2. Don't tell people you are quitting or the stress of them guilting if you give into one will make it harder to keep trying. They have already told you you failed.

3. Don't go to a casino for at least 3 weeks.

4. Don't get into an argument with anyone about anything-take notes and address the disagreement when you feel less stressed.

5. Don't hit a wall-your hand will hurt and you will want that *%$@#+ cigerette more.

6. Don't drink alchohol. Duh.

7. Don't drink any kind of alchohol. You really don't need wine in that recipe.

Things TO do when quitting smoking:

1. Turn the water to cold off and on during a shower. It helps the blood pressure. Really.

2. Drink alot of orange juice. It cleanses the nicotine from your body.

3. Go for alot of walks. Even if it has to be fast walking through walmart.

4. Sleep as much as you can !

5. Do something you have wanted to do and put off. It will inspire you.

6. Reward yourself.

7. Reward yourself more. You deserve it.

Seventh Sense

Continuing with the statement, Love at first meeting”. We have a seventh sense if we choose to be open to it. I used to raise German Sheppard’s. They were for the most part friendly to people I invited into my home. However on a occasions they would not stop growling at certain people who came to my home. I paid attention to this and would discover these people were not people I wanted in my home. Yes-we too have senses like mans best friend. I am not saying we are dogs. But that wouldn’t be too bad with a doting owner. To go on…several years ago I was meeting some friends for an evening of dancing.
I walked into the lounge to see my friends sitting at a table. They had arrived early and were the only people in the room at the time. As I took off my coat preparing to join them, I was stopped by the sense of someone else’s presence near. I couldn’t sit down. I had to know who this invisible person I felt was. I started towards the room divider. I knew someone was behind it. Suddenly a face appeared looking around the divider straight into my eyes. A voice came from the face, “You looking at me?” He felt my presence too. I still have to laugh at the craziness of it. It was not love at first sight. I have to call it, “love at first sense”. Or seventh sense. Some would call it pheromones. Wikipedia has an excellent article about pheromones which refers to humans and animals. (Back to being animals.) Despite feeling a deep and binding love for this person we are not lovers. We have remained friends of the heart for many years. We have explored this phenomenon that brought us to be friends. It is not sexual. We live very different lives, in different cities. We very seldom have the opportunity to talk face to face. But not a week goes by that we don’t have a conversation by phone. We cannot imagine not being friends. In the beginning we did think the feeling was about being lovers-in love. We took our time discovering what the overwhelming feeling was all about. As special as it is, it isn’t about being together. There are many levels to love. I am thankful we did not rush into something that may have ruined our continuing friendship. I have grown emotionally from discovering this level of love and friendship.

I have a friend who falls in Love often. She falls in love as often as I pay my bills. That's about every two weeks. I have several aquintances who behave in this fashion.

Because a person feels an all consuming emotion for someone - does it mean lasting togetherness? Love IS a forever feeling. It doesn't go away. This instant connection is not meant to be an instant life commitment. Because you hit it off doesn't mean the next step is moving in together. Ah-some of us have no control. I want it and I want it now. I am sure there are real feelings stirring for her. I believe she is in love with the ideal - not the person. I try to encourage her to think of this connection as a stepping stone that could eventually be a real relationship. The journey of exploring who this person really is and his place in her life is like unwrapping a present. I unwrap mine slowly. Anticipation makes our hearts beat with hope and joy. It's sad when people skip the good parts. When a relationship is rushed into-that overwhelming emotion is too often destroyed by unfounded expectations. Un-founded meaning no foundation. I do believe in love at first sight. I have to change a word in that statement though. I believe in love at first meeting. Love at first sight is visual. An obsession with how a person appears. "Oh wow! See that good looking man over there. He's hot" Come on. We all know this does not a love story make. But love at first meeting-well - it does happen.

To be continued.

Introduction to Life Notes

In Life Notes I will be writing about life. It will be an unplanned journey of thoughts, ideals and life events. I hope readers will tune in and discover a bonding communication.Perhaps an "Ah-Ha !" moment or two. My desire is to write with an open honesty that may open your thoughts to wonder. Have you ever thought about something and felt it wasn't something you could discuss with your acquitances? No one would be interested if you philosophized about that subject. Right? Then you here someone else talking about that very subject and it doesn't seem so silly or out of place any more. It creates a sense of comradeship and understanding. It feels good to know someone else thinks like you do. I hope I can create those feeling for you here.