Ponderings at Work

I carry a legal pad with me to every meeting or discussion and make notes each day on things I need to accomplish, projects to alter, start or complete. Sometimes, I find myself daydreaming in the middle of a meeting and will doodle on the legal pad. Usually, I write some long ponderance on the back only to find I need to copy it once the last page is used and the cardboard is ready for recycling. The cardboard doesn't make a very clear copy, so instead, I will write them out............

#1... Striving Always to Improve, All the Barriers I will Move (approx Nov, 2012)

5 things I'd do right now:

Rebuild communities

Advocate for students

Teach low income to sew, craft, dream

Teach Zumba

Write a "how to" book

I'd make my hair flaming red and study women I admire.

I feel my obstacles are my family obligations and my lack of financial support.

#2..... Ying / Yang (approx Mar, 2013)

There often are times when my mind completey refuses to believe the series of incidents played out before me - when visions of quieted complacency or tortured whispers creep in and shadow the vision. Either one suits me - I can drift off into meditative contemplation with both. As is the case mostly, I drift off with the opposite emotion from my current reality - always polar opposites - the ying / yang of my existence. The irony entertains so much deep inside - never threatening to subside. Often, I want more time to dwell in the comtemplations.

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