Showing posts with label journey. Show all posts
Showing posts with label journey. Show all posts

Monday, November 5, 2012

What Is Love?

As some of of you know, I am the epitome of the classic romantic, with open eyes, I often tread in on areas that are deemed inhabitable by others as I search for that one, that needle in the haystack. But, as I have grown, I have come to the realization that love comes in different shades, different sounds and different feelings.

When I was younger, love came in clashes of cymbals, lots of noise, and the constant thug of emotions. I read my romantic tales and watched my romantic comedies, with star crossed eyes, as I waited for my prince to come in a flash of light and rescue me from the hum drums of my realities.

But as I grew older, I realized that love doesn’t often come the way you expect it. It doesn’t come with all the signs that you place on it. Sometimes it comes quietly, like a whisper in the night, it often comes with the person that epitomizes the standards set in one of the holy books. Love often comes with patience, kindness and care. It often comes with a strong liking that goes beyond quick lust and the need to satiate your bodies in the fiery dance of passions. Love often comes with commitment, being able to take a step to the side to allow the other shine or being able to allow the person take their journey with the hopes that their journey will bring him or her back to you.

Love often comes with hope and faith knowing that no matter where that person’s journey takes them, if he/she is meant for you - you will be back at one. Love often comes with the ability to let go and just fall knowing that he/she whom you trust so much will be there to catch you if you fall. Love often comes with harsh realities and deep truths and the ability to see the person as he/she really is and still be able to look at him/her across the room and fall in love again.

For me, love is a security blanket knowing no matter how far I go, or whatever happens, knowing I am accepted just the way I am. Every one has their different ways of defining love but to me love is patient, kind, joyful, always wishing well, it is immersed in hope, faith and often times a deep sadness.

What is love to you?

Till next time,

Pammy
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THE TRUTH


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Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Birthday wishes and thank you's

Every birth year has always been significant to me, because it is one in which I choose either to pick up certain things or to let go of certain traits/projects or people. This years' was one just like the other years in which I got a chance to review certain choices I had made and got a chance to correct them.

About three and a half years ago, I walked into a certain project because at that time, I was hurting and I needed to surround myself with what made me happy. Working on that project brought me some healing and on the other hand opened my eyes to certain things that were not right. I will say that project made me an adult. As years progressed, I realized that certain things were not going to change, behaviors were still going to remain the same, and certain attitudes will continue on the way it is and I realized that there were two options: a) either remain within the project and close my eyes and let things continue the way they are or b) walk away and work on projects in which I have part ownership. It was a very tough decision because, yes, I had been part of them from the beginning and because I believed I had some sort of loyalty to my peers and all.

But, after analyzing, reanalyzing and talking to a friend of mine who sees things in dollars and cents (spent approximately 200 dollars per month out of my pocket - I don't want to calculate how much that was out of my pocket for the past three years) - we all came to the conclusion that there is nothing wrong with letting something go when its focus has moved to a place that is destructive. There is nothing wrong with moving on. So, I decided to do so.

I want to use this opportunity to apologize to all those I brought onto the project..I know many of you didn't want to but just did so because I asked. I want to say thank you for the support through the years. I want to let you know that by Mid October - late October, I will be with a different group, still within the same kind of project but I will be meeting eclectic needs which will be challenging and fascinating - we are still negotiating.


By the way, I currently have bags under my eyes...STUDYING IS difficult particularly if you've taken a break for about a year (I really do not know how some people do it)!!... and I still LOVE my field - there is so much versatility in what I do. People look at the field of HR as one of just benefits and compensation but there is so much to it. In what I do currently, I work with different kinds of people from so many backgrounds and each person has a different story of what made them who they are and brought them to this point. Will this feeling last I wonder? (Some friends will say that is the question of the moment)!

How was my birthday? It was great - I want to say a huge thank you to those who remembered, I got so many birthday wishes...lol!!...that really made my day and someone, even understood my love for cheese cake and flew my cheese cake from his hometown to the studio so I can have that on my day. Thank You....you know that really brought tears to my eyes!! :-) I really appreciate the blogging family and that was what made me realize that there are different kinds of families but the online family could also be strong...



So to the next adventure.........and as I always say, "always remain true to yourself because at the end of the day...YOU are the one that will be held accountable for the decisions that You've made".


Pammy

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