THE WIND DOES NOT BLOW FOR ANY INDIVIDUAL . . . BUT FOR THE ENTIRE MANIFESTATION.
WHY DO YOU WORRY ABOUT THE WORLD BEFORE TAKING CARE OF YOURSELF. YOU WANT TO SAVE THE WORLD. DON'T YOU? CAN YOU SAVE THE WORD BEFORE SAVING YOURSELF? AND WHAT NEEDS BEING SAVED FROM WHAT? FROM ILLUSION. SALVATION IS TO SEE THINGS AS THEY ALREADY ARE
KEEP QUIET. DO YOUR WORK IN THE WORLD. BUT INWARDLY KEEP QUIET AND ALL WILL COME TO YOU. DO NOT rely on your work for realization. It may profit others but not you. YOUR HOPE LIES IN KEEPING SILENT IN YOUR MIND AND QUIET IN YOUR HEART. BY ALL MEANS ATTEND TO YOUR DUTIES. ACTION IN WHICH YOU ARE NOT EMOTIONALLY INVOLVED AND WHICH IS BENEFICAL AND DOES NOT CAUSE SUFFERING DOES NOT BIND YOU. YOU MAY BE ENGAGED IN SEVERAL DIRECTIONS AND WORK WITH ENORMOUS ZEST YET REMAIN INWARDLY FREE AND QUIET WITH A MIRROR-LIKE MIND, WHICH REFLECTS ALL WITHOUT BEING AFFECTED. THE UNEXPECTED IS BOUND TO HAPPEN, WHILE THE ANTICIPATED MAY NEVER COME. ALL IS BECAUSE YOU ARE…
In my dreams I see people Walking, Going places, Loving, Wondering, Wishing, Dreaming, Being. In my dreams I hear people Telling stories True stories Of love, Of loss, Of journey, Of celebration Of sadness Of joy . . . . In my dreams I feel people Wishing for more To live each moment More fully than the last To embrace this life For all of its beauty To love And to be loved In my dreams I see people Walking Through their lives And with each step Their vision Being realized. That is my dream. To feel. To live. To be alive.
The meaning of life.
Of my life.
These are things I know for sure.
That time is finite
That beauty is subjective
That every day
both time and beauty
as it was defined mere seconds ago
That life is too short to fade away into the background of time.
That life is too short not to ask for what you want, and expect it.
That life is too short to wait, and wish.
That there is a price to pay, but the time spent wishing is a greater loss.
otherwise I know
I am just flying home after a week in Vancouver, visiting inspiring shops, and buying shoes for the fall season. This is our third buy since taking over the store and giving it a new life.
The word for this fall season is "Audacious".
To have the audacity to stand up and stand out in your own personal vision of who you are.
To have the audacity to walk into a room and own it.
To have the audacity to know what you want, and to go for it, unabashedly.
To have the audacity to fall in love, and learn to land on the way down.
To have the audacity to . . . you.
Everyone asks if this is my dream come true, and I guess on days like this it is.
Most of the time, I feel like I am on fire, completely and utterly engaged in what I am doing. I am always in the next place, always planning, always taking steps to where I need to be. I move through the world intuitively, relying on my gut instincts to guide me.I am a fast learner, so I am also not afraid to stop and change directions.
I am intensely aware of time and space, and I always know what I want, and generally how to get it. And when things don’t go my way, I become impatient, but I don’t give up until I am actually finished - and when I am finished, it’s always my choice, my decision, my way. That’s the way it has to be . . . because I don’t deal with not being in control of my destiny. And I don’t like the word “no"; I like the word “how.”
Some years ago I attended the Queen’s University Leadership Program. Leading up to the program, my family, co-workers, friends and bosses provided feedback on their experience with me. During the week, we participated in se…
Hello, it's me again.
Six years now.
How time has flown.
It has actually been very hard for me.
I wish I could say it has been easy.
That freedom is great and was worth every single moment of humiliation that I endured that day and many days after.
The truth is, you hurt me in a way nobody else ever has.
I have tried to put you where you belong, which is nowhere in my life. I wish I had never met you. I wish you had not been in my life. But wishing is not real. What's real is that for some reason, you were there, and then I was there, and the rest has been my history, because I imagine you have not spent a second thinking about what you have done.
I remember the first encounter on that day in a room full of people, when you questioned why I was even there. I stood there, waiting for the person who actually placed me there to respond. Looking back, on that day, I wish I had walked away, but I trusted in my leaders, as I aways had, that their i…
Every day, I stand back and look upon my creation and I think how surreal this life is. I find myself wondering, and being asked by others, how I ended up here in this place that I never intended to be. The owner of a shoe store. Not just any shoe store, but the shoe store that literally has carried me through my life. And here I am. In the place between here are there. On the precipice of my own making once again . . .
February 1, 2016, I walked into a 29 year old retail business known then as Zoe's Boutique. Aside from a brief stint at Kristy Allen in the 80's, as a sales person, I had never worked a day of retail in my life. I did not have a point of sale machine, or any of the tools that I needed. No accounting system. No bookkeeping system. No inventory system, just a list of inventory counted and recorded not more than two days earlier. I had a plan to reinvent this business, from the brand up. To breathe new life into this …