Eastbound MARTA train, partially filled with weary day workers on their way home. It’s a familiar sight, something that grounds me. People are staring at their phones, listening to music, and looking out the windows at the passing urban landscape. It is a routine that I’ve selected to be mine, not something I am forced into.
This weekend I changed the routine. With my partner in crime, Laura, we visited Punta Cana, in the Dominican Republic. We read, talked a lot, ate decent food, adventured, swam, napped, had sex, and read some more. We gained headspace. We gained perspective on our lives and our choices. Our biggest collective take away was, we need more headspace like this. We need to break our routines, make choices outside the walls of our routine because that is where we will thrive. We can live OUR ideal life if we want to. We can/should/will make more money and this income will give us the opportunity to spend more time with our kids, create routines that we enjoy, donate more money to causes we believe in, buy my mom a car without flinching, and adventure with family and friends.
Routines are great if you enjoy them and if they bring you the life you desire. I’ve learned enough from my current routines to know that I’m relying on outside forces to change them. It’s my job to identify what I desire and drive myself towards them. This train, the one I’ve been on countless times won’t get me there.
The trail is long,
your shoes are tied,
your lungs are full of fresh air.
Continue reading “Our Trail”
Too often I censor, edit, hold myself back from writing and I am going to stop that. In order for me to be whole, to learn, and to grow, I must share my everyday thoughts. They don’t all warrant reading or should not be written just for a “Like”. They will be written because I want to share a thought, convey an idea, and potentially start a conversation with a like or unlike minded person.
Continue reading “Comfortable Cat”
Originally published on Medium.com. Why did I write it there…heck if I know.
I took yesterday off, Monday, January 15th 2018, in order to observe Dr. Martin Luther King’s birthday. It is the first of many days that will shape the way I think, the way I interact, and the way I am confidently driven to lift up those around me. Yes, my day wasn’t all dedicated to service as I found myself on a roller rink for a 7 year old’s birthday party and at the grocery story getting the week’s fill. Life continues, but a quote from MLK struck me today more than many others. Continue reading “Personal Reflection: MLK Day, 2018”
As a land of citizens supposedly striving towards a common good, why do those in power keep selling us out? If we cannot trust those in power, I can immediately see two options to improve this lost trust.
- Remove those from office that don’t represent the majority of us by all legal means necessary
- Be bold and lead, support, and or champion those that are free from monetary bias
So, what’s now? A few places that might be able to use your energy (and an ever growing list):
ACLU American Civil Liberties Union
EFF Electronics Frontier Foundations
The Hill : 83% of Americans Support Net Neutrality
My next efforts, contacting my local representatives. More to come.
If you have thoughts on how to help let me know and I’ll update this post.
(Written on MARTA while commuting to work. Please forgive my errors. -sD)
I cannot claim to have thought up this idea, but when I heard Jared Spool talking about why you write a thank you letter to your imaginary hire, it made complete sense. We don’t talk with friends in bullet points and calls to action. Culture isn’t made up of font choices and section spacing. Relationships in business and friendship rely on compassion, trust, understanding, and silly banter. If I am seeking to get into a business and friend relationship with another individual, why would I recruit them with a list of requirements? Not bad mouthing industry practices, but I’d like to do my discover a bit differently. Continue reading “Recruiting vs Friend-making”
(Working draft written on an iPhone SE while on MARTA. -sD)
I grew up in a very comfortable home. The only child of an amazing single mother, I am lucky to have such a loving surrounding. Between my mom, my grandparents, and my friends, I had a positive environment to thrive. I won’t go deep into my childhood and my crushing fears that nobody liked me, I instead want to highlight my childhood symbol of wealth, Ziploc bags. Continue reading “The Wealthy Had Ziploc Bags”