This is worth watching in full.
Although he’s talking to a child there is something for everyone in it.
I will freely admit I wept
Tony Robbins in action
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If you stop you’ll get rammed……
My journey to work this morning started calmly! The sun was shining (a bonus), I was doing a reasonable speed in the slow lane of the motorway. I was listening to some gentle music of the classical variety. I was at peace with the world.
Those on my side of the motorway were doing the decent thing and all travelling in the same direction………………..
Except for ONE!
All of a sudden the very large 4×4 in the middle lane next to me realised that he was fast approaching a car that wasn’t going anywhere. It wasn’t moving……. AT ALL! There was no traffic jam – no this car was just ‘parked’ in the middle lane with no brake-lights, warnings or hazard lights explaining its predicament.
Now approaching a solid stationary object when you’re doing over 70 mph means everything is going to happen rather fast.
The 4×4 braked and swerved violently into my lane, rocking somewhat precariously into my path …….
I braked and swerved into the hard-shoulder (emergency lane)……..
We all missed each other!
I’m not too sure how!
There could have been utter carnage.
There wasn’t! Thank goodness
The 4×4 and I continued our journeys – rather shakily…..
So my suggestion for today to my reader is – if you’re going in a forwards direction and feel in need of recouping your resources choose a sensible place to do so and inform others of your intentions, because if you suddenly stop in the wrong place you’ll end up getting rammed……. sooner or later!
Good morning world.
I’m still here!!
Did I jump?
Good question.
No not yet! But I’m preparing my launching pad so I can! I can be rather impetuous! Once I’ve made my mind up to do something I can zoom off at high speed. I very nearly did last week. Sensibly my financial advisor put some brakes on!
Firstly I need to meet the 1st basic Human Need – Certainty. This got rather derailed last week as my living arrangement has become rather precarious. I need to get this sorted out so at least I have a base which is mine and I can rely on.
To plunge off into giving myself any more uncertainty than I have just now would not be a good move! That being said I have some ideas for a business venture!! I just need someone who is interested to go into it with me. It could fulfil two other needs at once – Uncertainty and Contribution. Actually it would also meet Significance and Growth too! Wow!!
So I’m on the hunt for a business partner who can see the potential of my idea as well.
It needs some careful planning, but I think it might have possibilities!!
More I’m not saying………….. for now!!
Suddenly I see
I attended a funeral today. The lady I share an office with now faces life without her man. Yes he had been ill, but it was tragic and all of us in the office shared the feeling that this was not his time. No one was ready for this.
Every death is tragic. My friend and her two young daughters (in their early 20s) did what we expected them to do.
For the second time today I've been reminded about how tenuous life can be. The first, this morning, at a house I was viewing and which I might buy. The owner was packing up and moving herself and her 3 small children north to be near her parents after her young husband had a massive stroke which has left him locked in a closed world and hospitalised. Her cheerful determination was an inspiration.
I then read this.
The music is wonderful. The words so clearly and beautifully said.
A too amicable divorce!
That was and sometimes still is my problem. My divorce was too amicable! There were no shouting matches or angry words. There was no hatred. There was an amazing amount of care, of laughter and of indecision.
We hugged masses. We cried together. We talked – but probably not enough. He dithered!! So much and so often! The lovely mediator who we went to to finalise our finances would look at us in amazement and confusion after our sessions as we stood outside together chatting and smiling at each other.
When Alex came round to sort out his belongings (which he spun out over 18 months) he would also go and get take-away meals and stay and chat well into the evening. Yes he would ‘bolt’ when it was time to go and then he’d run from a more significant hug. No wonder I was confused.
It would have been so much easier to have got really angry – but I didn’t! It would have been so much easier if he had been nasty – but he wasn’t!
It was the way it was. We conducted ourselves with a strange kindness and care, masses of uncertainty and confusion!
I will always believe that had we found Stephen earlier – and by that I mean before the OW came into our lives – we would have come through together - together and very happy. It might have been a challenging ride but I believe worth it!! We each had issues we needed to address but neither of us realised what those were. From what Alex said he discovered things about himself he didn’t know were there. It was the same for me!
The legacy of all this kindness is perhaps harder to live with as we still get on so well!
Enjoy your day dear reader. I’m off house hunting this morning as I learnt this week that my landlord has decided to sell my little rented cottage from under my feet – and not to me! I need to give myself some security and certainty and that starts with having somewhere to live!
Throwing caution to the wind!
Ah! That got your attention!
Radio 3 (our classical radio station – courtesy of the BBC) played Beethoven’s Emperor Concerto this morning as I drove to work! Great for jollying along the journey.
It brought back a happy memory of when I was au pairing in Paris – well to be absolutely correct I’d just been fired from my au pair job by Madame who lost the plot one evening! I’d been out with ‘les enfants’ during the afternoon – as usual – keeping them clear of the flat so she could entertain who ever it was that day! We came across some other children throwing stones – I got hit fair and square on the head by a particularly large stone and ended up in hospital having stitches (having first returned her children to her loving care I might add! All the while bleeding somewhat profusely over everyone!). Anyway she fired me for not looking after the children that evening as I retreated to bed with a headache!!! The joys of au pairing!!
Back to my story - It was a couple of weeks or so after this. I’d found somewhere to live and I was earning the odd few francs babysitting as I still had 8 weeks left to finish my French course! All I had to my name was my fare home and 100 francs! And for reasons which I can now not explain I hadn’t told my parents!!
I queued for over 4 hours to see Artur Rubinstein play the Emperor Concerto! It was one of the last concerts he gave – he did 2 performances that day! So basically I queued through the first one!!
I paid my last 100 francs for the privilege! And I can promise you it was worth it!!
When I finally owned up to my parents a few days later that I was somewhat destitute, they, of course, bailed me out. My father didn’t feel I’d squandered my money at all!!!
So occasionally it’s worth “Throwing caution to the wind” and going with the flow! After all if one doesn’t then memories like the one I have wouldn’t exist!
