My Views

This is the story of a tree. A tree rooted in-front of my office There's nothing extraordinary or outstanding about this tree except...for whatever reason, this tree was cut down to a stump. Maggot food. Dead as far as all were concerned. Months later, this cut down, maggot eaten, dried up tree has sprouted new branches with healthy green leaves. You know this tree. This tree is you. You may remember the period in your life when you were cut down, your growth prevented, left for dead. You went through a period of desolation and despair. You learned to do with less, to bide your time, to weather the storm, to survive the "maggots" eating through your structure. Presently it's, thankfully, a memory and a testimony. Presently, new life is evident, you are growing, you are fresh and green. If you are going through your "cut down" period, take heart in knowing it doesn't represent the end. New life and growth is possible. An opportunity t

How you get undressed reveals your personality ........!! If you throw your clothes all over the place, you are a friendly, life-of-the-party type. You are free with your thoughts and opinions, not caring much about what others think of you. Your parents might think your room looks like a cyclone hit it but it actually represents your happy, individualistic nature. If you remove each piece of clothing and put it away carefully, you are a serious person who likes her life to be very calm. You are comfortable with routine, and you believe that the best way to deal with life's problems is to prevent them in the first place. You are a perfectionist. By nature you are quite shy. You are observant and you know more about some people than they think, just because you've watched them. You are dependable and sometimes intense. You think carefully before making decisions. You go about your tasks methodically, with concentration. You know how to pay attention. If you take off th

Eyes black and blue, can hardly see Ribs aching, arm/leg in a cast Doctor gives a knowing look I'm very accident prone. Used until my usefulness was outlived Belittled, berated, besmirched Drained of emotion Afraid to share. To all the abusers, bullies, haters, emotional vampires.... To all who've ever done me wrong.... Thanks for beating me to the floor.... ....I know this is where I don't want to, or will ever, be again. Thanks for the name calling, the back-biting, the jeering, the self-centeredness.... ....I developed my self esteem, self worth, myself. I'm stronger, taller, wiser, prouder, focused, driven, at peace, open, selfless. Because of where I've been and what I've felt, I know where I need to be.... ....and it's owed all to you. My only regret, this is what it took for my inner strength to be realized.

A ship is called "she" because there is always a great deal of "Bustle" around her and there is usually a gang of "men" about. She has a "waist" and stays in "shape" for a long time. It takes a lot of "paint" to keep her looking good and it is not the initial expense that breaks you, it is the "upkeep." It takes an experienced man to handle her correctly and, without a man at the helm, she is absolutely uncontrollable. She can be all "decked out." She shows her "top side," hides her "bottom," and when coming into port, always heads for the "buoys."  -- Anon