Ducks or Eagles; the Power of Choice

amazing..this life.

Branching Out

* true story from an acquaintance of a friend
and a very ‘wise’ experience to learn from…..

“Ducks Quack, Eagles Soar”

I was waiting in line for a ride at the airport in Manila.
When a cab pulled up, the first thing I noticed
was that the taxi was polished to a bright shine.

Smartly dressed in a white shirt, black tie,
and freshly pressed black slacks,
the cab driver jumped out and rounded the car
to open the back passenger door for me.

He handed me a laminated card and said:

‘I’m TJ, your driver.
While I’m loading your bags in the trunk
I’d like you to read my mission statement.’

Taken back, I read the card.  It said:

  • TJ’s Mission Statement:
    To get my customers to their destination in the quickest, safest and cheapest way possible in a friendly environment.

This blew me away.
Especially when I noticed…

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Stupid Blog Writing

very organic style of writing. writing that has edge to it! what nerve! love…

alesiablogs

fullsizeoutput_3978I am driven to write. There is no exception even when unhappy with my words. I can not compare myself to those that have editors or proofreader’s to read their work before it is published.  I even hate freshly pressed endorsed by this platform.

Why do I write these days?  I received that lone comment that gives me pause.  Hearing from a woman dealing with two rare brain tumors brought tears to my eyes.  She seems to have a strong will and a determination in her spirit. If you are reading this, I am glad you decided to follow me.

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