The power of a definite purpose

Can I really achieve what I want to achieve in my life? – This may be the undelining question that catapolts our psyche into a haze of insecurities, doubts and fears.

Why?

Because we can’t see the future. We don’t see how it can all happen. We know that there are steps that can be taken to move towards our goals, however, the path seems to end where darkness fuses with our hope. There at that point, as we view from our starting point, we cannot envision what would happen next.

I’ve taken massive leaps and bounds over the past 7 months. I started with a goal, as dream, and now I have 6 people working with me towards my dream. Each contributing to the overall success of the business.

I’ve picked up the phone, I’ve emailed and I’ve met many people, all of whom I communicated my vision with so that I may build a team.

If you had asked me months ago, do you believe you would have an office with 4 people working with you and another two vital to the success of the project, I would have said “I sure hope so” but it certainly would have been very hard for me to see. Because in my mind there were a hundred and one things that needed to be accomplished before I could see what I have now accomplished.

There’s much more I want to say about how I have communicated, what learnings I have been taught through my trails and who I have leaned on during times of psychological lows.

This site was originally meant to serve as a guide to those that will come after me looking for a way through the darkness at the end of the path. I hope dearly to begin to settle down soon and spend more time identifying resources and techniques I’ve used to pull things together.

But for the moment, I’m 7 months deep in learning news skills, studying, researching, networking and praying! and I have only 4-6 weeks left before I launch the business, so I spend most of my energy planning and executing. I promise though, soon, I will spend more time outlining what can be done.

For now, take heed of Martin Luther King Junior – “Take the first step in faith, you don’t have to see the whole staircase, you only have to take the first step”

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Are Your Dreams Your Reality? : Part 2

A follow on from a previous post. Find it here

Martin Luther King, father of “The Dream”, spoke of freedom, a freedom from slavery. The shakles of prejudice hanging from his wrist, he spoke with passion and commitment to the envy of the common white man far removed from dreams and passion.

Today, the common mans wrists ache like once that of the enslaved blackman, and so too does his back but not from whistling whip kissing the skin. No. Instead, wrists and backs ache from our prison cells: a place we reside defeated with ego torn and dreams fading into themes of nightmarish pattern sounding and ringing as alarm bells scare us awake before the crack of dawn, too many days a week.

And what of our desire? It trembles behind dissapoinment for fears reminiscint of play-yard bullies’ vicious taunts. Height increased of those that point and laugh, girls breasts grow voluptious; and so too their tales beyond covered mouth by hand. World size seems to expand as our minds aim for clouds and our bodies wrestle with natures advancement of our flesh and bone.

All this, yet our worlds shrivle and our territories wilt, confining us to bastardized cells for rest upon a long days labour. We embrace minimalism and fashionable cloths with not so deep pockets. Atlas, with our very own jester, square and plasmatic, who should say we are not entertained!

No one may suggest that we are not ambitions like the days of our youth, still, tall we stand on own or with stiletoo. Yet, our muscles grow, atrophic, and like the breasts of a woman grow, taking on a life of their own almost alien to the chest of the body, our wastes expand voluptuously.

Oh, but who would dare to riducle one mans greed or anothers pleasure. Who dare point a finger! Like seeds watered and roots rooted to one day bloom of beauty, our inner senses feel compelled by external aids to embrace: to consume!

Perplexed by riddles I grabble like student with master upon a thought: where has the animal gone from natures beauty? Where is life in the life we are living?

It is time.

It is time to dream again. It is time for us to awake. Our people, our nation, our family and our friends may stand sleeping, but like cracking speed and precison of execution, the standing sleeping will fall like dominos and lay out with their bodies afresh a trail, a path, a destination. The shape of a mans hand rested upon is eyes is far from figure, but from the right distance he may see shape and form.

Let us stand back from the path of fallen dominos and see direction and take with wind. Let us take “The the first step in faith, we don’t have to see the whole staircase, just take the first step”.

A mans life viewed from a distance is grandiose when compared to the will and action of his most immediate desire. Shakles will not need keys, and backs will rise with brawn and vigor. Stretching arms to sky, and eyes gazing, once again, at clouds and stars: as they once did in their former glory. All this when we dream of distant desires.

Drare to dream. Dare to imagine. As father EMC2 radiates from beyond nature, “Imagination is everything, it is the preview of life’s coming attractions”

Are dreams your reality?

Sure, who would point a finger?