"Ain't It Funny..How.."

The Longing for the MHD

Today was a day of me wantimg to spend it not working (a mental health day) which ended up between business stuff and conference calls a good day after all. The most important things to me today ended up being the between, the between the lines. Since I didn't quite make it through completely untouch by the finkle finger of business.

Between the between the lines is where lie my salvation of the day. In my "other" life of day to day, lay my internal artist. I am an abstract artist, my work is or has shown in many galleries across the U.S. I have also displayed my works on a few online galleries. This morning I received an email notifying me that one of my paintings had been chosen for their 2009 calendar. Which feature only paintings. Also this site has a second 2009 calendar which features photography, which one of my photos was accepted too. Granted I don't personally gain from the calendars, but my works do get a chance to reach an audience and who knows.

Other lines between the lines today were the small chances for quiet introspection. Not just had I been able to give myself these personal me moments, but I spent a little tear in my day to call my Dad. "Pops" has always been a source of what is most important to me, that sense of family. I am blessed to come from a close family, that is supportive and we all stand behind each other even when the cracks start to show or when the warts seem to stand out. There are times when I get so caught up in my own little world that I forget what is important, or the real reason I am pushing for success. There are times I forget to be the good son, and take for granted that they will always be there. I forget that the time may come when I'll pick up the phone and nobody may be on the other end,

The line between the lines seemed even to multiply more when I spent time talking to someone, whom I'm still trying to figure out our place in the space of time and the course that seems to be following the same wishing star. I don't want to jinx anything, because the direction being followed is still too new, and we all know that the winds can be an enemy, as much as an allied force.

The space between the space have included back and forth emails amongst good friends, stolen moments, phone calls. Some humor riddle conversations and private moments between confidants. Coffee and a chat were served early and writing one's thoughts has move into later in the day. More than likely the day will end with a phone call from someone I've been wanting to talk too. Sweet peace and quieted soul.

All these lines and spaces; all the pieces in between have lead me to believe that today I made the right decision today. Today I changed my role in my career a bit. I stepped away from some day to day operations, and handed them to someone else. Corporately I have chosen to focus on growth and expansion of company.

Ironically I didn't realize until now that it wasn't only in business that I let go of a bit of control to gain more life and to focus on growing. Today I learned that I needed to let go and focus on growth and the expansion of me, too.

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trish1048 8 years ago

I've enjoyed your perspective here. Between the lines or spaces, we sometimes forget to appreciate what is. If we practiced more of cherishing those times, we'd realize that our life isn't all work or keeping up with the rats in the rat race.

Very nice hub, thanks for sharing.

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