Lessons in an Image



I look at this picture and for some reason I see a man at peace with himself. I don't know why, but he seems that way. Peace with the world around him and at ease. I don't know if that's true at all, but when I look at it, that's what I see.



Reading in Cerrillos, New Mexico



I admire him if he really is that way because most of the time I'm not. Not at ease with myself, and forever looking for the negatives around me. Looking for the bad and not the good.

Somehow I've got to do what Denise has been telling me for years.

Learn to see things more positive.



A job is a job

Dinosaur Tracks in the Stone

Northern Arizona

I complain about my work. It's a good job, and it's taken care of me and my family for many years, but it's not much fun right now.

I look at this picture and think about the owner of this roadside stall getting up each day hoping the sign advertising tracks in the stone bring the occasional tourist to his little table so he can maybe sell them a little necklace he put together.

Is his job better than mine, or are they both just ways to put food on the table? Is he happier than me with his work?