Speaker 1: Creativity is an addiction unplugged because we will always say
yes to creativity, totally uncut because we all make mistakes,
so turn it into a tool. This is arrow unplugged.
I don't remember my parents being the type of people
that stood with open arms by way of teaching tomorrow's
decision makers. For instance, Like I am an instructor, I
love to help lead people, and I really don't remember
my parents being that type of person. Now. Mom loved
to keep her views next to her heart, and Dad
was all about one way, his way, but to share
it with others like them moving through their early years
of a career. I really don't recall witnessing something like this,
that moment of sharing. Now, that doesn't mean that they
weren't loving, because oh my god, yes they were. They
were full of that emotion, especially with their grandchildren. Yet yet,
will the grandchildren be available as much as Mom and
Dad were during their early years opening their home to
one in all? Does that get passed down as a
family tradition or is a loving caring heart what we
feel in the moment? What has to happen for any
person to be in a place of sharing where my
parents just being their generation in an age where caring
about the community was giving the dude on the corner
a buck. Hey zerol. This is the daily mess, a
chronological walk through an everyday world. I am a daily writer,
and things like this really do fill up my heart.
I want to know how people get into that mindset
of being sharers. They share things, they give things away.
What has to happen for that to happen? This is
the daily Mess. I found it to be very difficult
to defrag yesterday. Writing usually comes to me in a
free form thought pattern. The river flows onto the page
and words rise on this blizzard white canvas. Defragging is
asking questions, yet the interviewer yesterday failed to show up.
Therefore any and all thoughts are gone. That's how I
feel about being a writer. If you don't put it
on paper, it won't be waiting for you the next day.
We've talked about this a lot. Writing is not an
easy task. Although I don't believe in writer's block, the
availability of presence is part of living a mindful lifestyle.
Being grateful is just one step, and so many people
take that step and then decide, ugh, it's not part
of my journey awareness involves so many connections and releases,
such as the heart, the giving heart, the sharer, the
one that places themselves in a moment where it's about
teaching the future decision makers. Being aware is taking a
page like I'm doing now and saying, what gives dude,
why weren't you able to defrag yesterday? Being aware is
a truth that you have to face, and so many
people don't like that because they see it as a wall.
You mean, oh, I got a answer to myself. Lame excuses.
We use them every single day. I can't come up
with an excuse as to why there was no defragging.
My standards are very high. I have to live up
to my expectation. When I don't show up, then all
departments inside my head and heart and body are infected.
I'm only asking questions. The answers will come or they won't,
and when they won't, we're going to talk about it.
That's what defragging is, and that's one of the reasons
why I wrote about my parents. I don't remember many
parents being the type of people that stood with open
arms by way of teaching tomorrow's decision makers. They were
loving to their family, But I didn't see them give
outside the four walls of the home. How is it
passed down? How did I become an instructor a leader
if I wasn't receiving it outside the home from them
or seeing it to be inspired or motivated by? How
did it happen? That's why I like to write. And
when it doesn't happen, like yesterday with a DFRAG journal,
now you're asking the question are you being your parents
because you didn't share today? You didn't share. I'm Maril
and that's the daily mess.