I
think one of my frustrations in life has been the recurring theme that there is
only one of me to do all the things I want to do or get done. Regardless
of all this talk about multi-tasking one can only focus totally on, and perform
just one task at any given moment. I find myself in that predicament once
again.
It has been months since doing any writing,
and even longer for my music. The painting and photography that I envisioned
having time for when we moved to Las Vegas has received little more than the
thought.
My focus these last few months has been on trying to get my design
income regenerating itself and in this process all else has taken a seat at the
rear of the bus. All my creative energies have gone into trying to create
some kind of cash flow to handle the day to day cost of survival and some kind
of nest egg to take care of the disposal of my body when the soul is called at
my my judgment date.
The strength of my faith seems to be taking a hit from the dark
side. Trusting, in the providence of the
Lord God above, seems to be weakening as I feel the pressure of limited existence.
There are many things in life that one might wish he had done or
achieved but it is much more frustrating to realize you may not have time to do
all the things that need to get done.
Thus the recurring theme resounds.
I wish there were more of me.
Multiples of myself to do all those things the way I want them
done. In my time frame of course. This is not the only time in my life that I
have had that wish. The last time I can
recall it being this intense was during the home building period of my life. It
was different even then. That time it
was to get things done right, to find someone to carry out those visions of
homes to satisfy my clients. This time
the need for more of me is to satisfy creativity, legacy, and the care of my
family. A higher cause, as equally
frustrating if not more so.
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