The Problem With Kites

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Good evening!

Yes! Yes! Yes! – Seems like I have been saying that a lot lately. Yes I will do that writing course; yes I will sign up for the Writers Alliance of Newfoundland; yes I will join the team; yes I will take on that new role; yes, I will take on the accountability of one new blog post a week; oh look shiny object – yes I will sign up for Seth Godin’s The Podcast Fellowship to learn to become a podcaster.

Wow! That was a big yes. And I jumped in deep – real deep those first two weeks. And like the rest of my life, I seemed to do it to the extreme – less and less sleep each night, a high level of engagement, pushing everything else to the side – fun and exciting. After two weeks of high engagement I even got asked to join a group of student leaders in this 449 student course – an offer extended to only about 2% of the student body. So now, if you did not know it already I am a @remarkable. No, not an Incredible – but still pretty cool.

The problem is with all these yes’s and especially the last one is that I am self-employed. Self-employed and building a vacation property management company and only last week wrote about the importance of repairing my nets during this off season in this business. Repairing my nets would mean spending time creating the structures that will turn the upcoming tourism season into a fantastic year for myself and my clients. Yet here I was catching another wind gust.

After two weeks of high excitement and lack of sleep, I crashed. That is the problem with kites – left to there own devices they can get into trouble like that – crashing into power lines; blowing off course.

Fortunately for me – I am not a kite who flies on his own. I am tied into many communities where I can ensure that I get back on course. And while I still end up doing some things in an addictive way, the truth is that I am also in recovery – it is the most important thing in my life. In recovery, I am learning that I can say yes to many things and no to others – have healthy boundaries and live a rich fulfilling life while still maintaining balance.

One of the best ways to deal with the anxieties caused when you get involved in too much or perhaps when you are overwhelmed with other things in your life – is to share. 

Last Thursday I had the opportunity to do that in a zoom call with other @Remarkables, our course leader, Alex DiPalma and the one and only Seth Godin. During the q&a session I said, “I am feeling stressed, overwhelmed and shutting down“. Seth replied, “how generous it is for you to say that – and imagine if you are feeling that how others must be feeling”. His tip, advice for moving forward was to move forward even if it was just a little bit at a time. 

It was not the only place I shared this feeling of anxiety, of feeling stopped and shutdown. I shared and I listened to others share their wisdom about how they dealt with those feelings. I slept and got back on track in terms of my other healthy habits.

On Friday, my string got untangled and now with the right controller in charge, I am flying high again – enjoying the wind; dipping and spinning, playing full out and most importantly getting things accomplished.

On Monday, my creativity returned and I wrote a new poem. And now I am here again to share. This is not something I wanted to do. Like everybody else I love to share my wins, my attractive selfies, my best kite self. Yet I am committed to much more than that. So here I am sharing about my hitting the proverbial power line.

But I did not get electrocuted. Look up – I am gaining height again!!

Have a great week.

Don’t be afraid to share when feeling stopped!

Gordon

A Dance With Word

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Ballroom 

Hip hop

East Coast 

Swing

 

Steps across

Backward

In-

between

 

Directions given

Followed not

Stomping about 

I can be a snot

 

To become a master

Become astute

Practice practice

Could be a hoot

 

As a human I am

Word

And No-

Thing

 

Ballroom

Hip Hop

East Coast 

Swing

 

GM – 22-5-2023

Let it Be

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A friend posted this picture – my poet came to play and engaged you will see.

Fly above the negativity – A poetic response

Fly through the negativity
Fly below it too
Open yourself up
Yet don’t let the
negativity stick to you

Unless it will

as you intend it to
If your feeling negative
I will listen to you

If you’re stuck down deep
If oxygen is lack
Reach out your hand
I have your back

Look into negativity
No evil there
Your little self
May be witnessing despair

Yet no longer are you
Five or ten
That negativity empty
A falling pin

A gift from our humanity
A gift from our doubt
Negativity just our self
hanging on
There is no doubt

Come out here
Come and you’ll see
Negativity as rain
Poodles be

We splash and
we dance
Our selves
become a we

That negativity drowns
In a pool of its own dread
Come out here now
Get out of your head

Get into your body
Or roll on your lawn
Be out here in silence
Sunrise at dawn

Let’s roll up negativity
a ball of coarse yarn
Create beauty majesty
Give a giants’ sock a good darn

Okay now if it necessary
you can fly up over see
Or simply wonderful you
Let the negativity just be

Blessings thanks @⁨Francizka⁩

Tell Me Again

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Tell me again
how the money can’t be found
Can’t be raised to honor
those whose lives
You stole;
Buried in the ground

Tell me that why you cannot
bless a wedding unless
The intention of that marriage
Is another child you can bless

Tell me again how they are savages
Are the other
When aren’t you supposed
To be walking Jesus path
A Christian Brother

Tell me again how little Boys
Can grow to be
Angels yet
Little girls dare not dream

Tell me again
How your heart breaks
At these truths revealed
When abuses abound
And your lips are sealed

Yes tell me again
Let’s sit break bread together
Or is your stomach too upset
From this impending bad weather

Not just Catholic Churches
should shaking
The inauthenticity of those
Who smile and discriminate
Also quaking

That rumbling you hear
That crumbling of walls
Imagine the day when none show
Up at all.

Yet singing can be heard
Rejoicing can be found
When once again
Latent Pharisees
Jericho’s walls come down

The Unseen Seen

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This morning I read about
Mass graves discovered
On school grounds
In an institution that
Operated till I was 15

I register the accomplishment
The stand of those
Unwilling to let silence win

I celebrate the truth revealed
No matter how painful
Knowing that wounds need
Cleaning to heal

The earth held their bodies
Warmed their souls
Till they could rise again

Lives stolen
In the name of God
Is it any wonder our
Churches are empty

Reminding me of the time
My mother brought two boys
From Mount Cashel home for
Christmas Dinner

Outside my memory
A present for me to ponder
Two brothers
Who hated to return
Haunted looks in their eyes

If she was alive today
She would be put in prison
Spoken while peering in through the glass
Painful memories from time long ago

I have been there too
wounds of separation
mother in hospital
father elsewhere
Straw house

I am sure they meant well
Following the rules
My sister not allowed to sleep
In the same room with me
Yet she was six and afraid

These stories
These bubbling up
Only live when we let them

Even then they disappear
Unless caught
Monarchs travel a long way
Words do the same

Louis Riel my hero
As a 14-year old boy
In Ottawa school

While at the same time
All across our land
The rivers still ran red

I bow in honor
As my heart breaks

May 31, 2021

Gordon Martin

I Don’t Know

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I don’t know.

What a powerful place to stand – just ask Amerigo Vespucci.

When I was 23, I had no idea how to run a successful hot dog venture. I had no idea that my competition worked for an entire year with the city to create a vending license I just went in and picked it up. I didn’t know, I needed to apply for an event licence for the Discovery Day celebrations, just set up the cart and started to sell – paying the registration fee a few hours later and asking forgiveness was easy.

Within a few weeks we had gone from me and my girlfriend to 10 employees and a weekly bank deposit of $3000.00 over the next 12 weeks -not bad for not knowing what I was doing and not bad for 1986 when hot dogs were $1.50.

Who knows where I would have been now if I had chosen to stay in Newfoundland with that business after graduation from MBA school rather than going to find my treasure in the big city accepting a transfer to Brampton with Day & Ross from small town New Brunswick for an annual salary less than the money I made the previous summer selling hot dogs & pepsi.

I don’t know.

But I don’t get to know. We just don’t. We don’t get to wake up every morning living life over and over until we get it right like Phil Connors, TV weatherman in Groundhog Day.

We just have this life. And we keep moving forward as best we can.

Every once and a while or more often if you are lucky – we wake up in this moment. We slow down enough to be grateful for all of it. We recognize each little moment as precious, not gobbled down like the Burger King meal I had tonight.

Three years ago when I started speaking with Linda Hewitt from Mallorca, Spain who lives 5,000km away from me I didn’t know how a relationship would turn out, still don’t.

Didn’t know that 18 years ago when I stood on the railway bed that early Sunday morning and asked God for help because I did not know how to quit drinking, how wonderfully rich my life would be NOW after being finally willing to really listen to his advice.

So in this moment – I see once again – I don’t know how to be a property manager. Don’t know how to build a global enterprise. Don’t know how to write a book; publish my poetry; be a podcaster.

Don’t know…

Yet I am willing to sail in that not knowing.

You see, it is in that space that miracles occur.

Yes we can improve on the things that we already know. We can learn new things that we know that we don’t know.

But the magic; the wonder; they live in an entirely different place, a entirely different space.

Just ask Amerigo Vespucci.

What is it that you just don’t know?

You waiting for your ship to sail in with all the answers in crates on the decks?

Or…are you willing to cast off your lines and head out on the open sea?

Create a great day!

Gordon