I have never been a taker. Over the last few months, many life lessons have made me thankful for that. Being a taker is a poor, unattractive and unfortunate character to have. Selfless giving in the name of love or friendship is rare and it is rarely appreciated. It amazes me to know there are some who remain blind to the value of giving. For the unappreciative whom I have given to, I know my kindness was not in vain. Though you did not see the value in my giving, there is someone in the Heavens who did.
Archive for the ‘Connection’ category
This year (and probably next) I took off from work for the day to promote my local ARMA chapter. We set up a booth during the 2015 Legislative Session. The chapter is slowly growing and that’s good to see. We had a recent change in leadership, so we will see how that goes. I was nominated for President and Secretary, but decided I couldn’t swing that right now. At present, I’m the Director of Outreach.
I did a lot of networking (both personal and professional) during the session this year. I got to see my friend Linda who was working for Senator Michael Sanchez of Belen at the time. I visited with an old friend, Representative Jim Trujillo of Santa Fe (and Pojoaque~ my home town). We talked about when he coached baseball back in the day for “the twins” (my brother and sister). I even got to chat with Diane Kinderwater that day. She is the Director of Communications for the State Senate. I knew her from years ago when we both worked for a former gov.
The best person I networked with and who I am still in contact with was Dr. Meredith Machen. She is the current President of the League of Women Voters, founder of the Literacy Volunteers of Santa Fe and former Vice President of the Santa Fe Community College. She invites me to all sorts of events for writers now. I am so glad I met her. She is well connected in the world of writers (including poets). We know many of the same people, but had never met.
Since I was a young girl, I have loved people. Networking is a necessary part of personal and professional development. Even if people tried, they couldn’t take the networker out if me! It comes natural to me and I love that. My sister always teases me because I know people everywhere we go. She always says “you should run for governor lol.” Maybe I should.
Gotta love the newest rendering of my doppelgänger… Harley. On this tee, she is going up in flames holding a burning photo of her beloved Joker. I love it! It’s perfect. Of course I threw a custom gym shred on that bad girl right quick! Fit chick from Florida told me that she loved my new shirt. The other day I told a Tibetan big boy that he loved comic shirts too cuz he is always wearing them. He said “oh yeah,” and I told him “except I like the bad guys” and he laughed. He is always sporting the good guys. I also scored these new Deadpool sweat pants. They look sweet! The most exciting news is that my shoulderz are getting more cut!!!
Who believed we could skip
stones over swollen waves?
Each stone destined for
barren ocean floor.
Who said we could hold
our breath in lucid dreams?
Every breath consumed
by salted sea.
Who believed we could sail
away in an optimistic ship?
The sail is torn and oceans
have run dry.
Who believed we were
meant to swim?
Simply victims of
attracted moon to sun.
by Felicia Lujan
Last week I went to a conference in Austin, Texas to make a presentation and accept a leadership award. I learned so much during the course of the week and networked with many people. I visited the beautiful capitol and the Texas State Archives while I was there.
Austin is an interesting city to say the least, and I can see why they have the saying “keep Austin weird.” After 5 was always a trippy adventure… from the crazy street people, to the bat bridge, to good eats. I didn’t take photos of the weird stuff though!
Amongst a gazillion bars, there was one real gym. It was a Gold’s. I like having a few drinks occasionally, but a gazillion bars is a far cry from my cup of tea! In my off work/downtime, I had the most fun on Lake Travis on my last day there.
A long time ago, someone introduced me to this quote of Khalil Gibran. Most writers and historians know that the artistic poet created romantic works during the heart of the renaissance period. I’m thinking about that quote tonight as I lay in bed in a faraway city. It is so true. We build character day by day, hour by hour, minute by minute, and with every person who comes and goes from our lives. We should learn to appreciate the scars we are left with.