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Balancing Ambition

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I was recently contemplating ambition and the force of nature that compels human beings to push forward or not.  Pushing forward meaning working towards goals and how we choose to move towards these goals.  We live in a culture that celebrates hard work and success.   Our success is often defined by what we own and what title we hold in our chosen career.  Did you attain fame or notoriety? Where do you live, what kind of dwelling do you live in? How hard did you have to work? Are you working now? Just a scant few of the thousands of ways that success can be measured.     

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Ambition is a force of nature.  It moves like a river with an unrelenting force; yet delicately molding and shaping what it flows over. It’s a dance of intricate moves and balancing.   Similar to a professional ballerina who performs a high releve on her toes and holds a graceful arabesque; looking fragile and effortless, but requiring intense strength and complex coordination. It’s a perfect game with all the right moves, the team moving expertly through each of their positions and meeting the goal.  

As we move toward the goal, there are twists and turns and setbacks, but the river still flows and the key is to move with the flow and don’t stop moving.  Let life takes it’s course and you end up in wonderful places.  You pass through dark places too, but it’s all transient; sometimes when the bad part is over, it’s almost as if it were a dream.   

How much is enough and will ambition fade out and diminish as we age? How long are we willing to stay on the treadmill of life or how long will life let us stay there?   As our bodies lose strength and vitality, our minds and spirit grow stronger and balance is maintained. Some say that once you have had the career, the family, that there’s nothing else, but I beg to differ. There is more, so much more.

  

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There is the celebration of life that we wake up to everyday.   If we wake up, we are alive and we choose the day ahead.  Yes, the circumstances may seem bleak, but as long as you are living, things will most likely change, because life is always changing.   And then there is beauty, all around and free.   It make just take a tweaking of your perspective, but it’s there.

Ambition is human and it’s fluid.  We balance ambition carefully to create the perfect equation for success,  whatever that means to us.  It’s different for everyone.  My choice is to flow with my ambition and have faith that I’ll get there. Stay open to all possibilities and opportunities for growth, sometimes even the scary ones.   Change, growing is challenging and as we gain years and experience in life the challenges grow greater and make life exciting and worth living.   So we grow, we change and hopefully keep the balance. For that in it’s self is everything.  

A garden requires patient labor and attention. Plants do not grow merely to satisfy ambitions or to fulfill good intentions. They thrive because someone expended effort on them- 

Liberty Hyde Bailey

Paint And Flow

So I painted pots today and they turned out so cute.   I’m passing on this fun garden decorating project, because it’s inexpensive, relaxing and will add a fun vibe to your out door space.  It’s a great time to add some bright colors to your backyard to celebrate the New Year.  

I’m on a serious budget right, preparing for the New Year and embracing minimalism. I know that it’s super important to get outside, commune with nature and to maintain a healthy balance while working hard. I know this sounds really simple, but that’s the whole point.  Taking it easy, accepting it for what it is and enjoying the moment.  This isn’t about elaboration, complexity, talent or purpose-it’s for flow, acceptance and basically letting go.   This is for those who are up for fun, baggage free.  Get ready to relax your mind.   

To do this little project I needed pots, paint, shellac and brushes.  The pots would cost the most, so I had to get creative and source them cheaply. My mom had the paints and shellac and was in the process of painting bird houses. She invited me to join her, so everything just seemed to fall into place and I accepted her invitation.  

I wanted to do several small pots in rainbow colors. To source the pots,   I headed to a couple of my favorite thrift stores. This turned out to be a great idea.   There was a great variety of cute, small pots to choose from. There were pots in varying designs and sizes with different coatings and containing different objects.  For instance I bought a couple with old fake flowers stuck into styrofoam that were glued to the inside of the pot.  They were fairly sad looking and bent out of shape, but I planned to remove the flowers and upcycle them.

I picked out five and proceeded to the check out counter.  I asked the girl if she was open to bargaining. She was hesitant to admit she would, but she rung it up at the price I asked for, while saying she couldn’t do it.   That’s why I always say, It never hurts to ask!

I felt really lucky after that and went home to clean up the pots.  I scraped away the foam, curated the salvageable flowers for gift wrapping and collected the broken pieces that were big enough for painting.  I planned to paint them and then break them further to add to the stones in a handmade Bee Plate in the back yard. It was full of river stones and the colorful pieces would attract more bees.

So, I cleaned it and then the painting was a breeze.  It was fun to experiment with different patterns and colors.  As my mom and I painted she recounted stories of our past.  She had an amazing recall of our family history, funny stories and our vacation travels.   I relaxed painted and listened.   Once the painting and coating were completed, I attached them to the shed to add colorful inspiration and compliment the flowers that would bloom in the spring.   I walked across the yard and seated myself in a chair that was resting on cold grass wet with drops of moisture from the rain the night before.   The day had been cold and sunny with a brilliant blue sky, but not warm enough to evaporate the wetness from the night before.   I gazed across the garden at the shed which was backed by a huge oak with foliage that was thick, glorious and a dark earthy green.   The colors of the small pots created brilliant pops of light and fun punctuating the coldness of the wintry December day.  

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