A Day in the Life of Chaos

Life is filled with a long list of people who cross our paths like firefly’s dancing in the night.   Some stay longer than others.   Some mark us in positive ways and some, not so much.   There is a precious list of those we love, a vastly larger list of those we know, perhaps admire and a hopefully shorter list of those we detest.   Bad feelings can stick to us like fungus yet a skill I have been working on for 56 years is how to let those feelings go.   Sometimes it can be terribly difficult.   Like the scorn I feel for a guy named Barry Wilson who back stabbed me in a previous office interfering with a chance for me to move back and resume a former job after an overseas assignment.   His actions caused me to sell my house and relocate my life.   Life can at times feel like a catalog of miserable interactions as they tend to stand out much more promi nently than the positive ones.  One particular memory reared its head this week when I learned that a previous boss of mine had passed

It is impossible to know how much we influence our children but suffice it to say, we do.  It happens in a subtle way and often goes unnoticed.  It manifests itself in ways impossible to see let alone count.  It can be viewed in the way we dress, the way we live, our political or religious beliefs.  Sometimes it can be found in a our very personalities. I suppose it is the old nature vs. nurture argument.  Nature creates the canvas of what we are yet it is our lives and those around us that paint upon it.  There is a lot of good about me.  I am a kind person and I care for those around me.  I am spiritual and intellectual.  I am reflective and sometimes funny.  I can be creative and intense.  I love the natural world and I try to live life as positive and accepting as I can be.  While these are the traits I hope my child finds in himself there are others I hope he will not.  I curse myself when they creep out and wish I had kept them hidden away. I grew up with a stepfather who lov