Thursday night. It's always windy here on Thursday nights. It is the night I have to take the garbage out and I'm always worried that the bags of recyclables will blow away before morning.It's a beautiful night though...the perfect kind of weather to welcome back the June Bugs for their short season. I don't really mind the dumb things, but some people I know squeal and run like little girls.
I started reading Anthony Robbins "Awaken The Giant Within"....another great thought-provoking piece of work.
I've found a great quote in there already. "I believe it's our decisions, not the conditions of our lives, that determines our destiny."
Makes sense, doesn't it? That is why you can have people brought up in the same house and lead completely different lives. Or people who suffer a like tragedy but one chooses to help others and one chooses to wilt away....
It's not life's experiences that shape how we will turn out, if we truly want to take charge of our own lives then we need to be responsible enough to follow our path, IN SPITE of whatever challenges are thrown our way.
The book is filling me with messages that I'm feeling completely responsive to, I guess that's what drew me in. I've known I wanted to read this book for a while, but now I feel completely ready to 'hear' what it says to me.
Ready to awaken my own 'sleeping giant'.
As for the flowers in my title....who knew that watching a daughter and her father plant beautiful colorful flowers in a garden today would almost bring me to my knees in sorrow.
It was a simple glance out my truck window at noon, on my way back to the shop for the afternoon.
This father lost his son, and the girl-her brother, not even two weeks ago in a tragic accident. They buried the boy on his 21st birthday. And today they knelt together planting beautiful flowers in the garden, and the sight of them, the way they were together, the realization that life goes on, it was pure torture to my soul. My empathizing, if only it could alleviate some of their grief, would have been of service....otherwise, it only silently broke my own heart.
Life goes on......
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