MetroMonk

How is it, that the human heart can produce so much love and energy when it knows so much hurt and betrayal? How does it go? "Inhale the good shit, Exhale the bullshit." It makes a lot of sense; bring in the good, let go of the bad. But, this morning as I reflected on another crazy ass exchange with my estranged Dad, it dawned on me that I was breathing in bullshit, I had to exhale something more positive.  "Inhale the bullshit, yet Exhale some better shit."   This thought was brought you from my most recent exchange with my Dad.  Michael, I don't understand what I said or did to get you mad at me this time. I realize you're a busy guy with a life of your own, but I have been making attempts to talk with you with no success. I'll just leave you to do your thing, and you can try contacting me when you're able to find the time. No, I'm not mad nor upset at you either, I have just been ...

Lately people have been asking me, "So, what are you looking for?" People have read my posts and have known that I'm working in a position that I don't currently love, nor does it utilize my gifts and education. Don't get me wrong, I am very grateful for what I'm doing and I'm meeting wonderful people, but it's not where I want to stay. I'm grateful to pay my bills (...most of them, lol 😕), but I need something more reliable and steady. I have people to support now and for many more years to come. "What do I want to do?" I've been asking myself, because people keep asking me.  "What am I good at?" So many questions I ask myself.  I am good at a ton of shit. I'm debating writing all the things I know I'm good at and competent in here, but, at the same time, I feel, in doing so, I fighting for approval here. I have plenty of experience doing lots of things. I have always accomplished most or all of my goal...