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Monday Swamped by Hay TrucksAugust 18, 2008

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To take up the cross of Christ is no great action done once for all; it consists in the continual practice of small duties which are distasteful to us.

I stick my finger into existence--it smells of nothing. Where am I? Who am I? What is this thing called the world? What does this word mean?

Invite the Angel of Divine Goodness to come into your life today so that you can share joy, friendship and love with those around you.

THE ANGEL PRINCE OF THE SOUTH. I LET GO OF ALL PAIN AS I FLOAT IN THE SEA OF DIVINE LOVE. THIS ANGEL CAN HELP ME TO FEEL WELL IN MY BODY, AWAKEN MY SENSES, AND GROUND MY ENERGY SO THAT I AM BETTER ABLE TO MANIFEST MY GIFTS AND MAKE MY DREAMS COME TRUE.

We are afraid to walk the streets. We are afraid to go outside. We are afraid of the young men with guns in their hands, drugs in their blood, and death a breath away. O God, hear our prayer for families, neighbors, and friends. Deliver us from this violence, from danger and death.  Give us the courage to face each day and to walk the streets in safety once again.
Amen.

Childlike behavior is only cute when it's taking place among children -- so if you see grownups acting like they're ten today, do yourself a favor and steer clear of them! And if you can't steer clear of them, at least do not join in on their silly games. You've got grownup business to attend to, and sitting around gossiping or cutting people down behind their back is not going to help you. People may think you're being a party pooper by not joining in, but do you really care?

This could be an extremely difficult day for you on the job and with people. If it's not possible to stay home and avoid people, remain calm throughout the struggles on the job. Try to keep your emotions in check if people become too annoying. Spending some time in a garden meditating might give you respite from the rough day.

Things have been fairly busy with  a lot of hay trucks and the drivers have not gotten any smarter. I need to give old Mikey a call before sundown. Tom was up and nothing particualrly pressing around the mill except he feel there needs to be some wage adjustment or they are going to walk and he said he would go with them. Michelle is beginning to wonder if she has a job. There is no indication of what we can expect from the new organization when the shit hits the fan. There is no use to worry however – it will come out as it is supposed to. I was swamped most of the day. A truck got stuck in the sand and that threw a monkey wrench into things. I got the weather stations and a letter from Marilyn about Ray Watson’s 90th birthday. That was nice. I heard from MM and she lost a nephew and no one seems to be taking charge of things. She wrote about how I ran the deal for Michael. HMM. I called Mikey a couple of times and got voice mail. I am not sure what the trouble is. I am going to text Katie tonight and hit Annie with an email in the morning. A rain storm came through and sort of cooled things down.
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