Time....

I wonder why people often say...I don't have time.  I've discovered (by accident I might add) that there is always time.  As a matter of fact, time is all we have...I mean what else is there.  We're using up all, the air, all the water...you can't use up all the time. You know why? Because, time is infinite... there will always be some. If there is always some, then how can there ever be none?

I made this observation, because even though I don't have a job and have eliminated the bosses and co-workers from my life that annoyed and irritated me to no end, I still have a tendency to rush.  I noticed that yesterday.  I stopped journaling and started to do work on mturk and odesk and I was rushing to the computer like I thought the world would end if I didn't reach it in time. 

What this tells me is that people pleasing is a long standing habit that I have developed from birth.  It is embedded in the very fabric of my personality and soul and I need a people pleasing exorcist to get it out. It really gets on my nerves.  Now, you ask, "What's wrong with people pleasing? I mean so many people walk around talking about pleasing God ...Looks like you gotta try to please somebody."

What's wrong with people pleasing versus pleasing God is that God is a lot easier to please than people are.  People are never satisfied, especially when the source of all their gratification comes from outside of them.  I don't have to do a heck of  a lot to please God.  He, She, We, They, It just wants me to acknowledge Him, Her, Them, Us.  How many people do you know are happy with the fact that you just know that they exist?   I can't think of one.

Anyway, I want everyone or anyone who reads this to know that I really missed my blog and pretending to have a captive audience.  Well, I do have a captive audience.  But, that's another blog.  Much love, peace...I see you!