Common Place

Monday, October 08, 2007

Like the Mother who lived in the shoe and had so many kids and didn't know what to do...

There are so many things for me to do, that I cannot image getting bored for a long time. I did wake up this morning not overwhelmed, but somewhat relieved that I did not have to do everything at once. Perhaps my wife helped me by helping me by simply saying, well this is first, that is second and we can focus on the third. I need that once in a while.

I must admit I can easily relate to the old woman who lived in a shoe and had so many children that she didn't know what to do. And my kids are all these customers who represent the computer scenarios I'm working on. I'm slowly learning that these problems that I see are not mine to bear but to mine communicate. For I can see what many of my customers can't see many of them, so if it's to be, it's up to me, to communicate these things.

The challenge is, that I can only do this in serial mode - one thing at a time. Which is why I need to be like the boy running up the tree, as focussed as possible, but not to the point where I feel burdened down by others comments and distractions. That's why it's so important to be with... the people that lift up and inspire. Not in a selfish way, but in a spirit of common grounded-ness. That's the Common Place theme I am looking for.

Seems like so many people are so much into sharing their baggage, probably un-knowingly. Before I can help anyone else, I need to learn to help myself. that's where it starts. So that's when I offer more of my services, when I'm self-enabled. Come on Self. It's time to go... for another adventure in life.

My thought for today is this - "Time is the coin of your life. It is the only coin you have, and only you can determine how it will be spent. Be careful lest you let other people spend it for you."~ Carl Sandburg.

Saturday, October 06, 2007

a Poem

A poem that stuck with me for over a week goes as follows:

The Way to Win

One day a group of boys Decided to have a race
They chose to climb a great big tree And set off at a pace
The rest of their friends gathered To see the boys at play
They talked about it to themselves "Will they make it?" "No way!"
They called up to the children "You'll never make it up that tree"
But the boys just kept on climbing And said "just watch and you will see"
But the others, how they shouted And thought the boys tried to ignore
They began to drop out one by one Another, another and then more
But one boy kept on climbing And made it to the top of the tree
He never lost faith but believed in himself And said "this won't defeat me"
The others were quite amazed At the squirrel at the top of the tree
"How on earth did he do it?" they said
"Well", said one, "he's completely deaf, you see"

So the motto of this poem is
You can reach the top of the tree
Just don't listen to what others say
Just believe in yourself and you'll see
Poem by Cara-May Harvey

What made this stick with me is the affects those around us have.
What are we listening to? Who are we listening to?
Now whom shall I call?