Saturday, July 15, 2006

Do I Smell [the] Roses?

Like the clock's pendulum
I swing back
and forth
too much time - take my time - all the time in the world
life is short, and then...

Tuesday, July 11, 2006


I'm a recent MBA graduate. Now, I could do the "traditional" thing and go for a fancy corporate gig. I could work my brains out (in a fairly inefficient way that does not fully utilize my talents). I could wear suits every day and chuckle with the guys around the water cooler (do they still do that?). Honestly, I'd probably be good at it! I'm smart, skilled, quick-witted and charming. I just can't help but think that this isn't the ideal path though.

I've decided the best thing for me to do is to instead seek a sponsor.

Now I don't mean that I want a sugar daddy. I certainly have no interest in trading sexual favors for a weekly allowance. My promise is a much bigger one.

I promise to produce greatness. Can I tell you how? Can I specify the form? Can I even point to the path? But isn't that just how greatness happens? I have all of the necessary tools: Drive, ambition, intelligence, charisma and a desire to make a mark on the world. I'm seeking the famous and all too elusive truth.

That said, I want a person who already has abundant financial resources. A person who will not miss the investment I require at all. A person who's not afraid to take a risk (and a rather small one at that)! The return: I'm going to improve the state of the world. Granted, this improvement may not take place overnight. We probably won't be able to measure it in any exact way. We probably will not witness the hurricane that results from my wing flapping in our lifetimes. We will simply have to be content with the fact that we have not accepted the world as it is. We have instead embraced the idea that one person can make a difference. She just has to try.

So, given my guarantee (that can not be traced, measured or proven - a little faith is necessary here), it seems like the return will far outweigh any montary investment. Please note, this IS an investment - not a donation. My sponsor will get something back. Something awesome (in the originally intended definition of the word).

Me: A very determined and capable woman who wants to put in the effort
You: The means to make it happen

What a deal!

I'm currently accepting applications.

Wednesday, July 05, 2006

William's Promise

Nothing had ever made her happier, more content, than the feeling of being in his arms. Nothing had ever fulfilled her more than putting her arms around him. Wrapping him in the embodiment of her love.

When the two connected, physically and metaphorically, she knew that this was the closest to heaven that she might ever know. It was more than enough.

"'Tis better to have loved and lost than to never have loved at all." She understood what William had meant. She agreed...adamently.

She thought of her father. He would step in front of a train for her. He would drive hundreds (thousands) of miles if she needed him. If anything should cause her pain, he would feel it - ten-fold. They never spoke of it, but she knew that he cared more than any other man ever would.

Upon entering womanhood, the relationship had strained. She did not want him to see her as a sexual being. She did not trust him to see it positively. She made it awkward and uncomfortable.

Then, she realized that she had been a fool. This was the closest thing to unconditional love that she would ever know. This man, who would lay down his life for her, would be overjoyed to know that she was so happy. Her success in the quest to find a deeper connection was his ultimate goal.

Fathers: It is difficult to let your daughters go, but imagine their lives if they had not stepped outside of your protection. They would never experience the joy that you have felt in creating new lives of their own. They would never know the love that passes between you and their mothers.

It is hard to think of our babies growing up and having mature relationships, but embrace this idea. The alternative is a much harsher reality.

(Thanks to a friend for making a comment that inspired this post. I'm glad to have thought about this in a new way.)