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| | From: Jules (Original Message) | Sent: 1/16/2001 4:37 PM |
Hello my friends, I just wanted to drop a note to say hi. I have kinda been in a lul for the last couple of weeks (not to mention late nights at work), therefor, I haven't been in the SCL chat room for awhile and I'm begining to feel that I've lost touch. So, I just wanted to let you know, I miss you all very much and I'll see you soon. Love you, jules |
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Hello Jules. When I feel like i'm stuck in a lul it drives me nuts, but I recently heards Stuart Wilde say "its when we think we arent growing at all, that we're growing the most". And to quote another biggie... when i've complained to Kellog about not growing he has said "if your walking and you think your not going fast enough slow to a crawl.... if your crawling, slow further." We saved your seat Jules, all your old friends are still hanging around. And you've got some new friends to meet too. Whenever you get back, no hurry.... we'll be there. Love ya, Intense |
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Heya Jules,Intense, I know what your saying Jules,thats me right now too.But when i read what Intense put down,I felt relieved,and reminded that i am exactly where i am suppose to be. Just remember that, All my love and light,Karma
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As a teenager I would hop on the ole greyhound bus every summer to go see my daddy. I always dreaded the trip. Usually i'de put some headphones on and sit there daydreaming about the bus arriving and jumping out to greet dad like I had springs on my feet. One year I decided to talk to someone on the bus, then another someone after that... and another. Thinking back on it now I can almost remember all of them the ugly ones and the stinky ones, the young and old ones. Ah the old old ones that you have to shout so they can hear you but when they look at you and smile its like kind fire shooting into you (without the burn). When i think back on it... I have no memories of jumping off the bus to greet dad, all my memories are of the people I met along the way and their impact on me. What a shame it would be if I never got past the dread of the long ride and focused only on the destination. How many experiences would I have lost? Even the bad experiences now dont seem so bad at all. How funny that looking back on it I cant even remember arriving there and at the time thats all I could think about. |
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