Living In My Own Skin

I am awake at 4:18 am because I do not feel well (grumpy stomach) and I had a dream that I had somehow backed into a job as a high school wrestling coach.

I was a wrestler in high school. I was decent, but not state champ material. In my dream, I was an inspiring coach. I could bring out the very most in the kids on my team. In this dream, I was so fulfilled because I was using what I had been given. I knew something that was of benefit to someone else and I was giving it to them in doses they could handle.

In the dream, we were at a wrestling meet and one of my wrestlers was struggling against his opponent. From the edge of the mat I was shouting out all of the right moves. Head position, hip position, balance are all important in wrestling and I was able to shout out what and how at just the right time. I watched as the wrestler struggled into position and then overcame his opponent.

During a practice I recall telling the team that each and every one of them was always at an advantage over his opponent.

You are either stronger than your opponent, quicker than your opponent, or smarter than your opponent, and because of that you have the advantage.

I awoke at that moment in the dream feeling wonderful (besdies my grumpy stomach) - contemplating life. I've got 37 years of of some pretty damn good experience and training stockpiled up and besides parenting (which is a pretty big deal), I have hardly touched my reserves for the benefit of others.

That is something that has got to change. I cannot just spend my life accumulating wonderful experiences for myself.

I have my degree plan sitting next to me and there is a pencil behind my ear.

Yes, something has got to change.

The Write Relationship

My 9 year old daughter wants to write a story with me. Wow, what a vote of confidence from such a wonderful young lady. When I am on Christmas break, that is exactly what we are going to do.

I hate that I need to wait that long. School is tough right now and soaking up all my time. Grrrrr!

Two antagonists are already named:

Nefarious Jones and Hubris McCracken.

This should prove to be a great story.

On Saturation

When a person is saturated, when there is no margin, when there is no room for the unplanned, it takes so little to mess everything up.

It's kind of like filling your house with lines and lines of dominoes leaving no place to step, but then you really have to answer the phone which is across the room or you have to go to bathroom. The chances of knocking over even one domino in an urgent haste to get somewhere else are high - and you don't just knock down one domino.

Rest. Sabbath. There must be time to do nothing. There cannot be saturation.

The key to rest is learning the judicious use of the word, "No."

I could use some no.

Wal-Mart BAD

I like the prices at Wal-Mart, but there are problems that come with low prices sometimes. I've had bad service in their tire and lube, I wonder how their prices get so low and which people are getting paid so little for these low prices, and on and on.

But this one "takes the cake."