Disconnected and Idealistic, but Practical Thoughts
Some of my more preachy thoughts lately (sorry). Please, please feel free to add your thoughts. It helps me.:
Everyone has something to give when it comes to happily pushing humanity forward. It's the stuff we love to do, love to do because this particular job/thing that we love to do/study/help out with doesn't feel like the work that we want to avoid on a Monday Morning because we took a job to make ends meet but are barely surviving or are thinking of this other thing that should be more than just a hobby. It's the thing that moves a person, the stuff they are made of. Sometimes we don't know how to go about it, or where to start, or stop after finishing the job that we do because we need to make ends meet while studying to become good at the job of our dreams, or how to take orders, or how to lead properly, or how to follow properly, or even how to properly give our ideas to others, or how to work without problems in teams in a team. Sometimes we feel like we need ask questions because we don't understand, but want to understand others seemingly sound advice.
And we don't want this thing to become work that we dread. And we want to relax. And we want to have fun and others to have fun and we don't want a grand vision to become corrupt. It's where everyone brings out the best in each other and where mediocrity is unheard of because everyone is happy.
Absolute honesty and truthfulness combined with love and tenderness to create a pure and lasting peace is tough for all of us to try to be made understood to others and I know my pride sometimes gets in the way when someone shows me where I've gone wrong. Sometimes I have a hard time understanding other people's language in relation to my own. I have a hard time breaking down the steps that led to their reasoning. I need step-by-step instructions specially made for me on what I can do to pitch in. And who's got time to write that out, really? So I try to figure it out in the best way I can. And I probably don't get it right.
It makes me laugh at myself. I'm so slow sometimes.
Everyone has something to give when it comes to happily pushing humanity forward. It's the stuff we love to do, love to do because this particular job/thing that we love to do/study/help out with doesn't feel like the work that we want to avoid on a Monday Morning because we took a job to make ends meet but are barely surviving or are thinking of this other thing that should be more than just a hobby. It's the thing that moves a person, the stuff they are made of. Sometimes we don't know how to go about it, or where to start, or stop after finishing the job that we do because we need to make ends meet while studying to become good at the job of our dreams, or how to take orders, or how to lead properly, or how to follow properly, or even how to properly give our ideas to others, or how to work without problems in teams in a team. Sometimes we feel like we need ask questions because we don't understand, but want to understand others seemingly sound advice.
And we don't want this thing to become work that we dread. And we want to relax. And we want to have fun and others to have fun and we don't want a grand vision to become corrupt. It's where everyone brings out the best in each other and where mediocrity is unheard of because everyone is happy.
Absolute honesty and truthfulness combined with love and tenderness to create a pure and lasting peace is tough for all of us to try to be made understood to others and I know my pride sometimes gets in the way when someone shows me where I've gone wrong. Sometimes I have a hard time understanding other people's language in relation to my own. I have a hard time breaking down the steps that led to their reasoning. I need step-by-step instructions specially made for me on what I can do to pitch in. And who's got time to write that out, really? So I try to figure it out in the best way I can. And I probably don't get it right.
It makes me laugh at myself. I'm so slow sometimes.
posted by Heather O'Neill | 7.12.08
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