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Welcome to Meet Me at the Clothesline! I am honored that you are visiting, either accidentally or on purpose. This blog is about life...mine specifically but in essence, probably not so different from yours. We all have happy days when nothing can go wrong and sometimes we have very sad and dark days. Days when we feel profoundly insightful and days when we really have no idea what we are doing or why we are even here. Welcome to being human on planet Earth. I'm just here to share. Maybe I can help someone feel not so quite alone when things are crap.

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Thursday, July 29, 2010

In the Beginning...Part 2




...(continued from June 30th post)...


At first slowly, over the course of many months, and then more rapidly, severe economic changes occurred within the economic infrastructure of this country, which, as a direct result caused equally severe problems for large and small businesses alike. As I watched both my businesses fade into obscurity, because lets face it, folks were taking much fewer vacations and certainly not paying for the services of a life coach, I stumbled around mentally for something else to do. I decided to throw all my energy into trying to keep my pet sitting biz going by slashing prices and going to all lengths to advertise and leverage the clients that were still occasionally calling. To no avail.


About this time I was boating with a friend down the St. Johns River and, as always, I experienced such a sense of wonder at the lush landscape and amazing wildlife. When the boat engine was turned off the silence washed over me like a soothing balm. Bird calls and turtles jumping off logs, the leaves rustling in the breeze were the only sounds in that primitive environment. The soft slapping of the water against the sides of the boat hypnotized me, mesmerized me. I began to weep at the beauty upon beauty that surrounded me. How could I bring this into my everyday life? How could I bring ME into this? How could I get a job which would place me here. All these puzzles pieces raced around in my tiny pea brain as I floated serenely under the canopy of trees, grey Spanish moss hanging like a wedding veil over my head.


My eyes roamed the tangled undergrowth of the bank searching for alligators basking on logs when I spotted a sign tacked to the grey trunk of a palm tree. On closer inspection, I discovered it was a sign posted by the Wildlife Fish and Game Management. There! That's it! Get a job with them! How idyllic, I thought, to motor around all day on the river, posting signs...or whatever.


Another thought interrupted my reverie: I'd actually prefer to work more directly with plants and animals. I could picture myself wearing a big safari type hat, sunglasses, covered with bug spray counting herons or the like, traipsing through the undergrowth like Daniel Boone. What a life!


When I returned home, I began researching all the possible fields which would allow me to do field work in the areas that interested me. I discovered that a degree in Wildlife Ecology and Conservation would put me right where I wanted to be and I could get that degree at a college right here in Florida. So in January of 2009, at the ripe old age of...well, never mind about that...I enrolled in our local community college to begin getting some of the prerequisites out of the way. I was sooooo excited to begin yet another leg of my journey.


What are you dreaming about today?


Sunday, July 25, 2010

Changes...AGAIN!



Although I ended my last post of June 30th with "to be continued", I have, quite obviously, not continued for the past couple weeks. I've had a bit of a hitch in the giddy-up of my life. The Sweetie, to whom I referred in a recent post, and I, have split up and my creative juices have been diverted toward the healing process. Each day is a little better and it is my intention to make a much more regular appearance on this blog.



I am confident that each and everyone of you can relate...this is the beauty of being human...we can share and empathize.