You are The Star

Hope, expectation, Bright promises.

The Star is one of the great cards of faith, dreams realised

The Star is a card that looks to the future. It does not predict any immediate or powerful change, but it does predict hope and healing. This card suggests clarity of vision, spiritual insight. And, most importantly, that unexpected help will be coming, with water to quench your thirst, with a guiding light to the future. They might say you're a dreamer, but you're not the only one.

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I'm the star!! How great and true it is. I am truly a healer and always look to the future. Is the truth in these cards after all? I don't konw. Well, I'm beginning again. i am working on trying to figure out what my priorities are and going to begin to GTD again. This time I think it will be different, but will it? How do I fiture it out? I quit one job and know that it is the best thing for me to do at this time. I even had a little sideline chat with my boss. I am going to start my own practice. A dream I looked to a long time ago. Therea are lots of things to GTD in order for this to happen, but quitting my other job, was the biggest hurdle.... that's done and it will all end in 2 weeks. I have to prepare for that and get lots of paperwork done pronto!

So I best get to bed to get in early to GTD!!! I'm a shooting star!!1

AGAIN I sign off with GTD or else ...........

Working, working, working. I decided to confront my employer about getting a raise since I last posted on the blog. Well, everything is clear as mudd. No answers forthcoming. Possible contractual type employment, more money, but no benefits. Maybe that's better, I won't feel
as under their thumb then. Going to go to a Children's Mental health task force meeting tomorrow. This is my passion and the area I want to work in. I am doing this to create a networking community and so I can figure out what is reasonable in starting my own practice or what I should expect from my employer. It is difficult to begin my statistics study today, so distressing multiple regression is. But once I get it I think it will be good. But it's more work work work.
Happy writing and studying!!

July 19, 2007
Today I talked to my mentor about doing too much. Why do I take on the world and then regret it later. Is it that ongoing sense of feeling unimportant and that all the activity will somehow create a world of significance of who I am?
What do I think I am doing when all the tea in China couldn't make a dent in the endless suffering which is occurring in this crazy world. How do I figure out my purpose (that this is a delusion?), when the purpose is what I create in my life for me. How do I come to the conclusion that my work is never done and never will be done, at what point do we say it's finished? When is my reason for being here just enough the way it is? So many questions, no time to ponder, just on-going relentless business and no relief in sight and it's all done by my own hand and need for more cash, more importance, more experience, what I don't even know. I just work myself too damn hard and then later feel fried and pissed off, which is no good for anyone.

So on to the next day of hell? Is this anyway to live? Where is the joy, the love and the happiness. What have I created is a monster rut and I don't know what to do. Am I in Hell?????????

Thursday, May 9, 2007

Up at 1:24 scouring the web, looking the GTD schemes. Why don't I just get it done? I don't know. Hopefully work tomorrow, but been sick, why am I up? I don't know. Meeting with the boss in the morning, hell to pay? I don't know. I'm rambling and this is my first blog. Using the kid's computer and mine is in the shop. Why is that? Oh well better get some in-boxes going tomorrow since I've been out sick. I'll try to implement the weekly review late this week since I was sick. That is developing into something of a habit, which keeps my mind focused on what needs to get done. There are no role models for figuring this stuff out, only a paperback book, a bunch of blogs, a few organized members of the office, which I don't understand and don't want to look like an idiot next to. What the hell, I guess I may have hell to pay since I have been sick, but hopefully the feelings of progress which compensate for the dull illness crap will be more in line with how i feel tomorrow. . . maybe I will stay home again and be productive on the couch. Another day another hour we all have the work cut out for us in the world today. . . . .