Greetings. I am writing my blog today in the air! No, I am not working this flight. I don’t think I would ever dare whip out a laptop while I was working. Although I flew with a guy who thought I would think it’s cool to look at porn on his laptop while working. I was in such shock that I didn’t know what to say to him. He was a crappy flight attendant and he was eventually fired. I didn’t say anything to him at the time or to any of my supervisors.
So, if I’m not at work, what exactly am I doing? Well, I am on my way to my husband’s cousin’s wedding in Orlando. He is getting married this weekend. A lot of people, even my husband’s parents, will be with there. It will be nice to see everyone as I have not seen everyone in a very long time. I am really happy that my husband will get to see his family.
I wish I had more time in Orlando. I would go see Asha. Maybe I can squeeze that in somehow.
So, I am a co-creator of my universe (that was random). It’s something that has been very enlightening for me lately and a bit of a struggle to fully accept. Even tougher than that at times is to accept that not only am I Divine, but so is everyone else around me save for a few dark entities whom I have not been able to really identify. For example, just because someone did something bad, does it make that person a dark entity? I mean, really bad things like murder and rape. I know my God is an awesome and forgiving God and what he chooses to forgive and who he chooses to have mercy on ain’t much of my business. Just curious.
Although we are Divine, we are still humans. Humans make mistakes and that is apart of being human and why we are here. Wow, I just had a thought. Does my discomfort with making mistakes and being wrong have to do with me not accepting my humanity? I have been clinically classified as a perfectionist. There are things I just won’t start because I know I can’t do them perfectly. The ironic part about my perfectionism is that I believe everything good and perfect comes from God. I come from God. Therefore I am good and perfect.
Here is another ironic aspect to my perfectionism. I believe that what we see as imperfection is actually perfection because life needs to be balanced. Balance is the key in life. Everything should be done with moderation. You can’t have too much of one thing or life will not be balanced. I believe the balance of the mind, body, and soul is so essential in our existence and development.
So, I have said all this and I should say that I am perfect. Yet the part of me that stops me from starting or finishing constantly clouds what I truly know perfection to be. If I can’t do it good enough or right, then why do it? I am too hard on myself. It’s not even always about big events or huge life decisions. I am learning to knit right now and I can not begin to tell you how many times I have started, taken the piece and apart completely, and started over again. I have to get it right; I have to make it perfect. But how will I ever finish my first project at this point? When will I start and not look back? More importantly, when will I start and focus on the race and not the finish line?
Well, that was deep, lol! Can you type lol in a blog? Where is the blog rulebook? Anywuzzle, we are descending into the MCO area. Latest weather reports are of 60+ degrees Fahrenheit. We are going to be landing at gate 70. It’s been our pleasure to have you aboard this Delta flight and we hope we can serve you again in the future. Flight attendants, prepare for landing!
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