Category: For The Journey

We find inspiration in the most unexpected places… But if you are reading tis blog you probably already know that.

Today I found mine waking the kentish tracks and fields and hills and talking about building databases and corporate politics with my step-dad.

We went out for an afternoon stroll (in his terms… in my terms aI call a 5mi walk up and down the hills through little paths that you can’t always see a bloody hike… am I right??? ;-) )

One way or another it was a great walk. It gave me time and the inspiration to clear up some ideas I had for Action Stations… And get an outsider’s view about some plans I’ve head turning in my head for quite a while… Things that might veer the direction of the company to a whole new way…

It cleared up some stuff I had in my mind on a personal level too…

Incredible what a walk in the fresh air can do to you… I need to remember to do that more often… Breathe…

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I am Back in the Attic!

Did you ever hear that sometimes to be able to give 2 steps forward you need to give 1 step backward? Well… I hate to admit that… but this time I will have to agree with the old say…

You se… I am the sort of guy the usually pushes forward in any circumstance… some times too far… But I usually refuse to step back when I believe I’m right… That has landed me into a load of trouble throughout my life. It has also pushed people I love away…

I have a small problem with boundaries… I tend to see them… the walls that people buid… as the sort of challenge that I can’t say no to… Thos walls we build around us to protect from the outside also mean that we are imprisoning ourselves on the inside… half the time we just don’t realise that…

I am in a crusade that I call The Journey… I am trying to find a few true points about myself and fix them… well… at leas being able to manage it… Boundaries is one of these points. I am awful with them… and I think the biggest part of my problem is that I don’t really know mine… For example… I am the sort of guy that will travel 200 miles to help a friend, or to meet someone that touches my heart… and I would do that without thinking twice…

See??? I have no idea what my boundaries are… I need to find my limits and make sure I respect them… and to make sure other people respect them too…

THAT is my nightmare… my worst challenge ever in The Journey : To find my boundaries… and to learn to respect them.

This is what moving back to The Attic means to e right now. I had moved to Staines to be closer to the Hayley, the baby and my kids, and at first glance it was great… but then I quickly found myself stepping over Hales’s limits because I couldn’t find mine and ended up stressing her more than helping…

So I am giving one step back to be able to give 2 forward!

We both probably need the space in our heads to be honest…. :)

So here’s what I’m planning to achieve while Im back at The Attic:

  • Finding my own boundaries and limits so I can recognise other peoples as such.
  • Retune my mind and soul… my spirit…
  • Get Action Stations on track!!! That is priority one with baby coming! Specially as it will help me with next step which is
  • Retaking my Ministry… Nope… I am not becoming a pastor… that’t not my call and as so I will not pursuit it… I will however do what I’m called to do!
  • Get my life back in tack!
  • Save on the rent money… (what??? I have a baby on the way… I need the money!!! :-) )

Ho about you? Do you need to give a step back in anything to be able to give steps  forward?

And now my 1st limit… to learn to go to sleep when I feel I need to… hehehehe… any tips??? :-)

Welcome Back to The Attic!!!!!

 

I am an expert in getting in trouble because I need to act according to what is true in my heart at any moment…

I might not always be right, but I am incapable of acting in the grey zone… Always Black or White… I am too rational for that… Which is also weird because I follow what my heart says a lot more often that I should… I am passionate on what I do… I love with abandone… How on earth do you fit logic into that??? That’s the thing that does my head in the most…

I struggle to find balance.

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I don’t have too many memories of when I was a kid…  I still don’t know if I see that a a bless or a curse… Selective amnesia. My brain has cleverly blocked most my life between the ages of 6 and 14… I remember a few shards of things… clips and snippets… I remember being in protests with my parents where thousands of people participated… in Chile… during the Pinochet dictatorship… I remember people disappearing… I remember taking a can of Tear Gas on my head once and being rushed away as the Carabineros advanced on the group I was with once… I remember basecamp in Tunken and Tierra de Fe  and camping for months at the time… It was fun hunting rabbits and going for horse rides… I stil remember devotional times where over 300 people would simply go quiet and stop wherever they were doing and meditate on the day ahead at the sound of a gong first thing in the morning before getting on with whatever was planned for the day.

I reember Discipline… Almost Militar fashion discipline…

I remember Mission Trips all over south America and our Scout Group.

I remember growing up to the word Revolution being a constant part of my daily life.
I remember not being allowed to play with most kids my age and spending afternoons studying and wishing I could go outside and play. I’ve been told later that I was being groomed to take part of the leadership of the next generation of the MRJ.
I remember having all that taken away from me and having to flee the country back to Brazil where things weren’t too easy for a while…

I don’t remember much from after we went back to Brazil… not until I was about 16 years old…

Your brain is a clever little thing isn’t it?

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Stories… We all have them… Once or twice in our lives there are events that drastically change who we are and how we will react to a certain situation in the future again… We are in a way defined by the decisions we take and by decions that other people takes that come to affect our lives as well as their own.

We all have fears and crutches that we use to protect us against them. We act to avoid things we are afraid that could happen to us again before they develop and we end up not giving a chance for people we love to prove that things CAN be different because we are so scared they won’t.

That is part of our human condition.

In another extreme we try to avoid suffering today by holding on to good memories.

We tend to remember and hold on to these memories of how good things used to be. They make us happy… but at the same time those memories of happier times can be so painful at the same time because in a way we know it is not today… We forget that Life is NOT static. Change is the only thing we can take for certain… People will be born and die, will get married and divorced, some will move away and other will simply lose touch with us. Few things remain with us throughout the years… And even those things go through a state or another of change.

Situations change… people change… every single thing that happens to you will change you at least an inch in the way you were walking. Things are never going to be how they were… But we still hold on to how things used to be… We still hold on to the memories (good and bad ones) of things that happened to us in the past.

We have no guarantees about tomorrow… If you don’t do the best you can today you will have missed the great things you have in storage for you today. We try to avoid things that happened to us yesterday and not make the same “mistakes” again to have a better tomorrow and before you realise, tomorrow has become yesterday and has passed you right by while you worried about it.

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