The Things That Matter
So, I’m sitting here, waiting for a Camtasia video to render. Thinking. I do that. Think. Not so much the rendering, though I’m really liking Camtasia. It’s testing me.
This is the first post I’ve written since bringing my blog up from the depths. It had dropped off the face of the earth do to me turning off pinging, setting robots to deny all traffic, and erasing my name off the site. I have multiple blogs, and a business website, so trying to figure out how much to share is one of those questions. Since I want to have a space to be myself, this will be that space. The very personal posts will be password protected. If you are a friend, you may already have the password, and if not, can request it. My other blogs are spaces where people can get a glimpse of who I am, but where I’d rather have them NOT be about me. So there you go.
I’ve been thinking about what matters to me. Comes down to relationships with people. I don’t always make the effort, but yet I thirst for it. Am learning to be more thankful of late. I do have some good friends…and I don’t always appreciate them enough.
Also been thinking how I too often get caught up in the rat race. I don’t particularly like the course, but I give it a go now and then. Get tired, then realize I’m not even interested in being a part of it. It takes a lot to be successful in an ever-changing world. I want to be responsible, and put my heart into whatever I choose to do, yet, I don’t want my job to define me. I don’t want to be known solely by what I do for a living. It’s one identity, but not my only one. There are those who have their business blogs that are an extension of what they do for a living, and they put a lot of time into it. Bravo! I will do some writing in the near future for our company website. But, even with a communications degree, and recognizing the value of social media, I value a real, face to face conversation where I am relaxed and present more. To be always connected is not to be always present.
It’s not so much about business, volunteering, status or anything else, but what they are to us, to me. I meet great people through my job, through doing sound, through coffee shop hopping, and so on. I need to remember that.
And a girl’s on my mind too. That’s all I know about that.
Moments. Hopefully ones that matter to me.
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