Patience Now!

Patience isn’t so much a virtue, as an opportunity to look closer and appreciate the details of a situation. It’s actually a way to befriend yourself and others. With patience, we see the good intention beneath the twisted route we often take in seeking to fulfill our dreams.

So writes Lori Deschene, editor at the blog
Tiny Buddha.

As I've stated before I've got no religious views or preferences. To me, religion is between you and your God. If you have one. Or as Keith puts it:

If you're looking for a guru, forget it - they find you, you don't find them.

But my "unholy" impatience could use an invitation to: "Befriend the crooked path.
Wait with curiosity. See frustration as an opportunity to find alternative solutions.
See the good intention behind most failures. Be kind."

For now I try to be conscious of the mood before my head starts to wind up with
impatient worries. And then to sidestep the self-criticism without taking it out on
anybody else - most of the time!

The Great Escape Or Career Queen I'm Not

I have to work. What else would I do? Lie in bed and go mad?
So is Keith's take on work, it's there, you're needed, go do, go get better, practise!

I struggle a bit more with my take on work.

It's important to me, it's what I do. And there are many more corporate stories out there for me to nurse into full grown identity supporting pieces.

But I've not fallen into the trap of devoting all my mind & heart to 'da biz', as I've seen many an entrepreneur do.

I did as well for a while. And my soul suffered.
It's a great escape from yourself and your feelings when you let work exhaust you. It's not living or giving and it's not loving or growing.

To me you end up with a rotten life if you're devoted to work more than you're devoted to the person(s) you love & to yourself. So I allow myself to need the man I love. I can't do all my living, exploring and loving on my own, and I don't want to!

Truth is I'm not all self-sufficient, thankfully.

And though the bills can't be paid with feeling good, I can make sure that every time I do pay them, my heart is bursting with love.

Love Wears A White Stetson

Love Wears A White Stetson!

Keith said it. I now have it tattooed on my foot.
To me it's all about acknowledging what's important to you. My own truth. And being bold & brave in love is what I dream of.

Of following my feelings to where they belong, and of risking it all on my way there.

In business it's just as scarry to go all in. And yet as with all things of importance, it's really simple. It's about figuring out what is important, to be brave enough to truly get what drives you - and leave the junk behind.

That said, you have to be into chasing meaning, not money. Getting rich is completely uninteresting to me - unlike Keith - but I do envy his carefree financial situation.

Still, as we all know: Stones is not in it for the money.

Evolution Makes You Versatile

How Writers Evolve is a wicked article on Men With Pens.
It's by Vangile Makwakwa, a writer and spoken word poet, who digs deep
into the need to grow and evolve personally.

We aren’t scared of change itself. We’re scared of the consequences that 
change brings, she states. And it does ring true to me. Change is a given,
often a welcomed on, as it might as well be, since time ruins regrets for all of us.

Or as Keith puts it: No regrets. No. What goes down, goes down, 
and it's how you deal with it that counts.

And still I sometimes struggle with the concept of the ever changing life.
I get afraid of facing the consequences of my changing, of growing in a new or
different direction, fearing that if I leave "old" truths behind, it erases the meaning
it once had to me.

Not true, but that's how change can feel to even the most easy going of us.

Ergo I'll give Vangile's words some more thought and reflect on her 3 tips:

1: Reconnect with your personal mission
2: Acquire new knowledge and techniques
3: Build a tribe of like-minded people

Strange Color Blue

The Dane in me just love that pale blue color, its constant and slight change between green, turquoise and blue, depending on the light.

Perhaps in need of a visit to the seaside?
Like Keith taking off for Jamaica and getting his groove back.

I had first gone to Jamaica for a few days off at a place called Frenchman's Cove in 1969. You could hear the rhythm going around.

Today's advice to myself is to go find someting blue'ish to gaze at, let the calmness of the color get to me, and accept I'm not
living it up barefoot in Jamaica.

Solid Sunday

I do love a quiet morning with the bare essentials.
And I adore the wit flowing from a passionate man's
colossal history - it's like Keith starting the day off with Mozart; a solid base.

A new day, a new beginning; It's curcial to my sanity that I bring that thought with me every where. It's what I have to do..."Lose your dreams, And you will lose your mind" as the song goes.