Kinda busy rushing deadlines this week, but here's to bookmark a post to write after I'm done with my work :)

Do you ever feel envious of other people can do and then look at yourself and sigh?

Was on the topic of assurance with a friend when an old thought struck me, I wasn't the most assuring person or friend. At most I'd be a spark but I'm often absent at some point of time, someone that wouldn't fit a long lasting relationship. It's not that I dont want to, sometimes, I really don't know how. I wish I knew though.

Tim disagreed. Calling in my own destructive beliefs that blinded me from what people saw in me, he said one thing that really encouraged me. "People seek for shelters. You are the bus to the shelters". I guess that made a lot more sense to what I do.

I do want to be there for people, for the ones I care, and for those who need. I guess I live more in the moment, do what I see needs to be done, touch and go. Though it isn't permanent, it provides a transitional carriage to a better place for someone to go. A short journey of care and assistance before placing them in better hands.

And yea, I am envious, when I see people being there for each other through time and age. I wish I could be a more stable source of help, being a reliable pillar for those who need. But I guess the way I am in what I do has it's roles as well...?

The little things that give people that push, or the catalyst for change, that light support as they take flight. And sometimes bringing help to them in indirect ways instead. Chartering a network of support and links.

Honestly, seeing it in a new perspective, I'd take pride in my role. It's quite an honour to be the one who "drives" someone to where they need to go. I may not be the solution, but I get to be part of the process to it.

I think my word to people out there would be, to be yourself just as you are. Not only that, but to believe in yourself, take pride in who and what you are. Cos no one does a better job at filling up that role than you. What you do may be smaller or seemingly insignificant as compared to others, but what you do is solely unique of its very own, right down to microscopic differences that is only brought out because of your unique personality and traits. And to be fully who you are, means being that special role at maximum efficiency and effectiveness. You are made special.

On a side note, how many of us really appreciate bus drivers? We travel everyday, getting to our locations by the service of these people. Do we thank them more than we'd complain about the bus being late, or driving too slowly. Do we go out and set for ourselves to make great accomplishments, yet forget about the insignificant rides that take us to and fro daily. Have we stop to think, what difference would it make if bus drivers stop doing what they do. A whole society is likely to be brought to a standstill by people whose existence we don't remember, and perhaps dont care. They made it possible for you to do what you could. People all around are the same. No one man makes it big on his own. And for that, we all ought to be a bit more grateful.

Labels: Me, memories, thoughts

Kinda busy rushing deadlines this week, but here's to bookmark a post to write after I'm done with my work :)

Do you ever feel envious of other people can do and then look at yourself and sigh?

Was on the topic of assurance with a friend when an old thought struck me, I wasn't the most assuring person or friend. At most I'd be a spark but I'm often absent at some point of time, someone that wouldn't fit a long lasting relationship. It's not that I dont want to, sometimes, I really don't know how. I wish I knew though.

Tim disagreed. Calling in my own destructive beliefs that blinded me from what people saw in me, he said one thing that really encouraged me. "People seek for shelters. You are the bus to the shelters". I guess that made a lot more sense to what I do.

I do want to be there for people, for the ones I care, and for those who need. I guess I live more in the moment, do what I see needs to be done, touch and go. Though it isn't permanent, it provides a transitional carriage to a better place for someone to go. A short journey of care and assistance before placing them in better hands.

And yea, I am envious, when I see people being there for each other through time and age. I wish I could be a more stable source of help, being a reliable pillar for those who need. But I guess the way I am in what I do has it's roles as well...?

The little things that give people that push, or the catalyst for change, that light support as they take flight. And sometimes bringing help to them in indirect ways instead. Chartering a network of support and links.

Honestly, seeing it in a new perspective, I'd take pride in my role. It's quite an honour to be the one who "drives" someone to where they need to go. I may not be the solution, but I get to be part of the process to it.

I think my word to people out there would be, to be yourself just as you are. Not only that, but to believe in yourself, take pride in who and what you are. Cos no one does a better job at filling up that role than you. What you do may be smaller or seemingly insignificant as compared to others, but what you do is solely unique of its very own, right down to microscopic differences that is only brought out because of your unique personality and traits. And to be fully who you are, means being that special role at maximum efficiency and effectiveness. You are made special.

On a side note, how many of us really appreciate bus drivers? We travel everyday, getting to our locations by the service of these people. Do we thank them more than we'd complain about the bus being late, or driving too slowly. Do we go out and set for ourselves to make great accomplishments, yet forget about the insignificant rides that take us to and fro daily. Have we stop to think, what difference would it make if bus drivers stop doing what they do. A whole society is likely to be brought to a standstill by people whose existence we don't remember, and perhaps dont care. They made it possible for you to do what you could. People all around are the same. No one man makes it big on his own. And for that, we all ought to be a bit more grateful.

Labels: Me, memories, thoughts