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REALTOR, When Experience Matters, Experience the Difference.
As I made my journey from my home, to and through the airport and then sat on my flight from Philadelphia to Salt Lake City today, enroute to San Jose, I encountered a number of situations which reminded me the importance of finding the fun and humor in every aspect of life, the simpler things.
People take their lives, and the demands of being an adult in 2010 far too seriously. We don't live anymore, we live to work! To provide for our families, to maintain the presumed status quo. Who sets the rules? Far too many people lose sight of what we all wanted as kids - just to have fun. I recognize life isn't that simple, but I think it is high time to bring the simple back to life. Take 30 minutes and do the following, more time if you need it. You must be brutally honest with yourself to suceed with this exercise. Use a pen and paper and write the answers down for future review. 1. When are you your happiest and most joyful in your life - the here and now? 2. What in your life is the least like you thought it would be? Does that disappoint you? 3. What do you most want to change in your life but feel unable to change? What prevents that change? 4. If you could have a clean slate right now and paint your ideal life for tomorrow what would that look like? (Include people, places, work, as if describe the life you desire to live). 5. Realistically - what one thing can you do right now to make your life simpler? I know someone who did a similar exercise and admitted they didn't want to be a parent, and didn't want to have a spouse. They found a solution to make their life better, simpler - more joyous.
That kind of honesty is tough. Can you really dig that deep?
Remember when people had filters?
When people kept their inconsiderate opinions to themselves? When people were asked what their thoughts on something were and THEN they would answer. When people had manners? Why do people feel the need to judge others choices, actions or thoughts? It is the anonymity that this virtual space provides people. The ability to say something to someone you would never say to their face. People are so quick to judge, criticize and selfishly act upon their own emotions. When did we all stop thinking before we speak or write? So often I see friends who are genuinely kind and caring people, who give freely to others, and selflessly in all acts - just get shit on by people who think they have established a rapport enough to do so. I am so tired of it. It comes back to the friend thing again. The definition has been so mangled that the lines are blurred and people cross them too often. We all need to respect other people, and respect the boundaries that should exist. So how do we fix this??
REALTOR, When Experience Matters, Experience the Difference.
REALTOR, When Experience Matters, Experience the Difference.
I am not a religious person, but I am spiritual, and open to a lot of beliefs, and many concepts. I respect others beliefs, and certainly have an odd set of beliefs myself. I rarely talk religion or spirituality - and I am not talking religion now. For the record - I am an Agnostic Jew.
Two weeks ago I logged into my Twitter account and just asked how everyone was doing. The reply that got my attention the most came from @SimonHayHealer. Simon is a Medium and Healer in Brisbane, Australia. Simon's reply made me smile, gave me an immediate sense of peace, and piqued my curiosity. He replied that he was sitting next to an angel. I was intrigued. I proceeded to have a small exchange of tweets with Simon about his Angel, and how his Angel helped him heal. I have always been receptive to things like that. I am not arrogant enough to assume to know anything beyond my own world, or about any other aspect of the Universe. I respect others beliefs, and gladly listen to what they wish to share. I tweeted back to Simon that I wish I had an Angel. The thought seemed pleasant and comforting to me. The response was almost immediate. "You have three". I was floored. Yet somehow I knew he was right. I often have a sense that there is truly someone/thing that "has my back". Call it what you will, I trust my intuition, and let my own instincts guide me. That intuition and those instincts may well be something a great deal more. Maybe we use those words to describe things bigger than us, that we can not explain. Who knows. But I am quite glad I met Simon Hay, and thrilled with the amazing information he then relayed to me about my three angels, and their stories and history with me. Just remarkable, and his reading on who I am was on target completely, he certainly has a gift, and it helped me. You should introduce yourself to him - say hi to @SimonHayHealer, tell him I sent you. Maybe you will learn something new about you.I want to begin this with the proper dictionary definition of serendipity, but I am somewhere at 37,000 feet and don't have wi-fi, so I shall insert that later.
I think about connections, tracing back things that happen to the point of decision.