Pride Coming Before The Fall

Considering how pleasant our month of December has been, I suddenly realized that after today, we're already a 1/3rd into the month, so we have 2/3rds left before we can say "Adios" to the year 2023, which for more reasons than one, I'll be glad when it comes to a close. On the positive side, I'm happy over having discovered the true characters of people whom I've always internally questioned, but after a number of revelations, their true selves were illuminated. While in conversation with a dear friend of mine, I mentioned how interesting it has been where I simply have no feelings at all for them, and yes I wish them well and all of that, but there's no sentiments. I've likened it to my walking down a busy sidewalk with all the many strangers passing by, and having no reaction to their existence beyond simply being humans walking past me.

I was up and out earlier this morning, just so I could get my contemplative session completed before a scheduled appointment arrived, and being there much earlier, I spent more time than normal in my darkened corner, just to make sure all those whom I've been praying for, were getting fully-focused upon. After my prayers were over, I spent another twenty minutes in a deep state of reflection which allowed for me to feel even more spiritually and psychologically cleansed of all the temporal gunk I'd absorbed this past week. Oh, I keep forgetting to mention how relieved I've been over that 'dark' entity no longer attempting to enter my sacred space. I'm almost certain who's been behind it all, and glad 'it' didn't have the spiritual strength to fully enter in. For years, I've had this 'feeling' about a particular person being semi-controlled by a demon or two, and it's definitely her fault because for years, she's insisted there's no possible way a dark force could ever get control of her. If my suspicions are correct, it's one more example of pride coming before the fall.

As chance would have it, my early morning appointment ended up being a 'no show', and after waiting a good hour, I decided to head out to Fleet Farm and pick up a few items I was needing before they started getting busy. While on my way, I stopped at the Yes Way on S. Federal to get gas, and then headed west on 19th St. which was less busy than Hwy. 122, and just as I was driving past the Country Club, I looked in the distance and noticed all the major excavating they've been doing around that man-made pond. My gosh! The piles of black dirt and orange clay appeared to be staggeringly large, so whatever the new owner's got planned, must be a complete re-vamping of that private golf course.

After reading some weeks ago where they plan on spending upwards of 14 million dollars on their build-outs, all I could think about was how many years it would take to get any sort of return on equity. I would guess the new owner's somewhere around sixty years old, which in my mind, is a tad bit too old to be putting out that kind of cash. Oh well, let's hope there'll be a revived interest with our young, because from what I've noticed, most of our younger crowd consider it nothing more than a soft sport for monied seniors. Oh well, only time will tell if it'll be a smashing success or another addition to our city's list of failed brainstorms.

My friend of many years is going to be here in the city this coming week, so it sounds like we'll be having lunch either tomorrow or Tuesday. You can bet our tongues are gonna be doing a great deal of wagging, and only because we haven't had lunch for years. There was a time when we'd have lunch at least once a month, but after changing job locations, the distance between us and the extra responsibilities he ended up with, made it almost impossible to continue. Yes, we still stay in touch which is all that matters. He happens to be one of the very few I truly enjoy having lunch with.

After getting what I needed out at Fleet Farm, I headed back into the city on Hwy. 122, and suddenly had a 'taste' for Mexican, so I stopped at Taco Tico and purchased a bean burrito which I took back to my office and had for lunch. For me, their bean burritos are the best to be had in our city. Gosh, I wish they'd open a Taco Tico in our Historic Downtown because for sure they'd be busy every hour they're open, as their prices are fair and their food is quite good.

Right after lunch, I changed into my work clothes and headed over to my little/big project and plugged myself into another four hour workout. I'd not planned on being there that long, but I set my mind on getting what I started, completely finished, which is exactly what I did, but for sure, I'm gonna be a little bit sore in the morning from the continued exertion. Each time before leaving, I do a quick walk-thru as a much-needed reminder of the large amount of work I've already done, which juices me enough to keep myself on track.

While on the phone with a friend yesterday, I mentioned how annoyed I get with those who start something and don't finish it, and instead, they start another, and another and another until there are unfinished projects staring back at them from all directions. I couldn't even imagine myself doing something like that because I'd be overwhelmed to the point where I'd simply walk away from all of it for good.

I'm sure many of you have seen homes listed which show photos of various rooms which appear to be in the midst of re-models. Well, I'd say most of those homes were listed by sellers who lost all interest because of their feelings of being overwhelmed. Over the years, I couldn't tell you how many times I've had to give a number of soulful pep talks to various investors regarding their near 'stand-still' projects, and thank goodness I was able to get nearly all of them back on track and finish what they started. Yes, taking on big projects requires vision, planning, patience and determination.

Tonight's One-liner is: Transitory periods are best managed by deep reflection.

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