After time, it will feel like home

4:58pm, pacific standard time, apartment in Aliso Viejo, California, USA, Sunday evening, November 27, 2022. Took a walk with the doggo down to the local community park this morning. There wasn’t much to it except for an open field and a large dog run. The dog run is a great find, if ever there is a need to burn off excess energy. We continued on in the opposite direction to explore the neighborhood more. Further up the road was another park, accessed only by a steep pathway. The climb was exhausting. However, the path looped back to the complex next door, which was fortuitous; it saved us from having to backtrack down the hill and climb the first road back to the apartment. The area is not as beautiful as Dana Point but, I am sure after time, it will feel like home.

Me

7:46pm I meet people where they are. Even if they don’t practice organized religion they can “feel” a concept of god. I like humanism because it honors the individual journey. And to be honest it is the easiest path to endorsement. I just don’t wholly reject ethereal presence. Whether real or not the belief can provide comfort for a person. Bottom line, I do not promote any religious concept of god but I will honor someone’s understanding if that is what they feel.

Path to greatness

6:09am I see a path to greatness every day. A thousand possibilities laid before me. Most mornings I am eager to get started. To see what I can accomplish. I dream about success, love, happiness and contentment. I start many adventures, but seldom see them to completion. I get distracted by other commitments. I become overwhelmed by the complexity of the mission. I encounter obstacles. I doubt my abilities. I become dejected and give up. On the path to greatness I take the first exit afforded me. I stand on the side of the road and feel sorry for myself. I pout. I grieve. I become despondent. Then i begin the process of healing. I swear I learned my lesson. I vow to do better. I pick up my countenance. Go back to the starting line and do it all over again.

Specific Objective

Think back to when you were in high school. What was the objective? The purpose of going to high school was to learn, pass all the requirements and get a diploma. The objective was graduation.
But how we got there was subjective. Some took photography classes, others played sports. Some were in Advanced classes while others were in remedial. Some worked hard to achieve all A’s while others wanted good grades but were happy with some B’s and perhaps a C or two.
The fact is we got to subjectively choose our path to the objective. However as we get older the path narrows. Say your objective was to get into a prestigious school. Then you had to be much more diligent on your grades, your activities. The objective became more specific so the behavior had to change.
Most of use subjectively feel our way through life forging our own path and that path leads us to where we are. We are on an adventure to see where life takes us. But then we want to achieve more but we only know the path we took. To achieve a new objective we must forge a new path. and to forge a new path we must focus on the objective and block out all the noise that seduces us to go down the familiar path and receive familiar results.