Got this random email apology today from a running store. The funny thing is they asked me to accept my apology...hmmm. I thinking some proof reading was in order...
Please accept your apology for the need to send a second email within moments.<br> And thanks so much to all that have responded to let us know that we failed to include some very important information: <p>
Made me think about the mask we put on when we go to work. Let me explain...
You know the mask I am talking about; the I am here to serve you despite the fact that my home life has been in suffer mode for some time and it's tax season again, mask. The one you wear to give fake customer service.
We all have our good days and our bad days at least Picasso was honest about it.
Ever wonder where the term Honeymoon came from? Here it is for you.
Mead! Mead has been around for centuries. It is often called the world's first fermented beverage. Mead is thought to have aphrodisiac qualities, and is often made for a newly married couple to drink a potion containing honey on each of the first thirty days or a moon of their marriage, hence the name Honeymoon. There it is!!!
Check out this wicked cool site. Jot a note to self and have it delivered to yourself in the future. Cool for Vision Maps and the such. Imagine where you will be in 12 months, write it out and low and behold it will be so. Well that is the hope anyway. The site is cool, check it out.
How many times have you come to a point in your life that can be likened to coming to a bend in the road? Robert Frost spoke of taking the road less traveled, but I wonder what a person does when control over that choice is not an option. The only option is to let go of control or your propensity to choose and hope for the best. Is that what having faith means. Give up all control of your ability to control the choice and let the hands of the divine have his way. In a way let the chips fall as they may and being okay with that. Easier said than done.
I think it's deeper than that Diane...people are afraid of the byproducts of silence: loneliness, feeling of being alone, low self esteem, a sense of not belonging; but most relative, hearing that inner voice of transparency and authenticity!