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Cry…let the hero take a seat!

Mr. Achilles and my heel! I had to see a new doctor today for an evaluation. I’m just so tired of having to rehash  November, 2014. I’d like to forget it. Every time I think I’ve crossed that bridge, someone asks that innocent question – so tell me what happened? Yes, big girls cry. Big men cry to. Crying children get lots of cuddles and support. Us, big folks, we try to go undercover, with the sunshades, or silly excuses.  Sometimes we get a cuddle, or that look that says, “grow some balls, you’re too big to still cry.” Avoidance may not be the solution but I’m not sure rehashing the past over and over makes any sense . Hmm, but why the tears, I wonder. I like being considered strong, fierce, and kickass capable of fixing anything. How do you move from the flying hero zone to the flipside of a small sentence. Whatever happened to my resilience, bouncing back, more than a cat with nine lives. Hmm, I’m guessing  Mr. Achilles found my heel and took great pleasur...

Of Life Not Spoken

A  Tumultuous Time All that I want is gone for now. Welcome the free world calls… I would like to write about happy experiences.  The things which make me smile. The ocean’s waves, playing with my feet, the bluest sky favoring me with the yellow sunlight. Entrepreneurship, mentoring, sales, business development, marketing are hidden in my cache as my focus is on the present.  We cannot feel for what we have, those emotions are left for what is lost. There is a throbbing in my right arm pit that does not leave me. My right scapula in my back hurts an indescribable pulsing pain, which rises and falls unexpectedly. The pain in my shoulder and the scar all seven inches reminds me that life can change at any moment. The tingling in my fingers as they tap the keys on the laptop, my right hand shaking as the swelling starts reminds me my hour has past. Breaking does not  happen  when you are struck from behind by a car which sends you up, and then down onto ...

Corporate warfare - Life Games

Life is not a game! Going through my drafts I came upon this . Two verses were used in another article, the words are now all awaiting their turn for sharing. It's the thoughts of a leader injured on the job and an organisation's determination to avoid association with the liability. Everything which is not positive gets hidden in the corporate world if possible. Injuries on the job are not noted when staff are urged not to make police reports, or to keep their jobs- be silent! ISO and OSHA standards are of no value if not enforced. Fear can keep the 'thoughtful strong' quiet and make the weak strong in understanding. No admonishments, just acceptance. If life is a game at work the stakes are higher than the prize.  Do you leave your men when they fall   Do you leave your men when they fall in battle Do you take them to the front yet walk away when they fall their eyes are open and heart beating still do you cross over turn away when they touch the ground ...

Humanitarian Advocacy 3 - The Real Cost of War & Justice (Part 1)

Find The Light "In the moment of your hardest trials the sun will come out. In some way it will." (Eversley,2015) Everything in life has some light in the darkest of times. How do you value life and the cost of justice in a corporate war? Why start a war and what is justice - are the questions to answer. Life's Cost There is a cost to live, a life to pay for Do know your worth The value of your life If you can figure it out, give me your tally Hard to decide, if attributing money Can you value a part, maybe the fingers you write with? Do you think it’s worth more than words of a myth? No one part can be valued more than the other No one is more important than that unknown brother? So you live but you die; life of working shame For money, or power to add to a name Life misses its mark as you tarry and jest Love misses your soul, do you even feel regret Lashing out their voices in rage with threats of a war which is real Your dagger d...

Humanitarian Advocacy 2 - The sick & injured warrior!

I would not describe myself as brave.  I’m afraid of rodents, insects, and cringe when going to the dentist! There is something deep, deep inside my being though which abhors injustice, making it impossible for me to sit quietly. Never choosing to fight for myself, I would march quite boldly to defend another. In defense of others we can be fierce, but it takes that much more in defense of ourselves. There is a movie, I like to refer to when discussing human behavior  – 'Law Abiding Citizen', with Gerard Butler & Jamie Fox. The show revolves around a man’s fight for justice in an unfair system, created by those who are expected to uphold the law. He waits on justice and it was unfair. A plea bargain for testimony against the partner set the real perpetrator free - a man who raped and murdered  the wife and young daughter of a law abiding citizen. To change the system, while extracting his own justice, the victim, became the villain. I don't think he deserved the ...