OK. Now that we are all on the same page (literally)--I love it when I can do that, Let's get going on todays lesson. I was going to Austin yesterday for work. AUSTIN is my destination. I planned to do a side trip to New Braunfels on the way. I never drive in a straight line. I don't want the fastest, most direct route. I've learned in my 49 years of education on this planet (Wow-let that sink in for a minute. That means I have AT LEAST a Masters degree AND a PhD in Joyful Journeys), that some of the best things and coolest people are the ones I meet along the way. I like to wander and take my time. As I am writing this, I realize thats how I am with life and the way I talk too. Always wandering from one point to the next, getting really excited and sidetracked from the ultimate destination or end point. Makes sense I guess. I always felt like a "Wanderer" I just never realized how MUCH of one I am in ALL aspects of my life. But I guess since I strive to be the Best of the Best of the Best, SIR it actually makes perfect sense. While I'm not sure if you can truly "have it all", I sure want to at least BE IT ALL. I have to say that this just came to me as I was writing it. The words are literally pouring out of my head and onto the paper via my fingers. Its almost scary. My mind is being constantly blown as I go through this journey of my new business/dream job/life. I don't need coffee to get my blood going, I have Jesus Juice flowing through my veins. Since he lives inside me, it makes sense that as he flows through me, he's also pouring out of me. If you are reading this and you are a non believer or former believer and you think you really don't want to keep reading and hearing me preach, please just give me a chance. I promise not to preach. You wanna know why? Because I am not a trained Pastor. I am not here to pound the word of God into you forcefully. That's not my style. I actually prefer silent witnessing. The kind where you are not standing on a street corner with a big flashing neon sign on your head saying "Jesus, Jesus, Jesus--Come and Get it OR ELSE something horrible is going to happen to you and the world". I just live my life for him and want others to see me (in all my constant happy happy joy joy world) and basically say "Man, I WANT what she's got." How can I be so darn happy ALL the time? Well, thats a whole different lesson and we'll get to that one later. I promise you will not want to miss class that day! But for now, let's get back to todays lesson on "Why the Journey IS the destination".
So because I live in San Antonio, I have to drive past New Braunfels in order to get to Austin. I've actually been to New Braunfels before. I love Landa Park and had that on my itinerary to stop and get some great pictures for this article. More importantly though, I wanted to just wander and explore. That is what I do best. My Dad calls me Dora the Explorer. I wanted to check out the neighborhood and see what else I could find to enjoy. With my heart pounding (excited about my journey) I left my home and hit the road. Before I hopped on the interstate (like 10 minutes from home), I stopped for coffee at Starbucks. As I was getting ready to pull into a parking spot, here comes this BIG truck. He pulled right in front of me and basically took my parking spot! Hold on there Buddy, you got a lot of nerve, How Rude (these are thoughts going through my head because I AM human). Because I like to give people a chance, not judge and just be MORE considerate than everyone else (Remember, I like to be the BEST OF THE BEST OF THE BEST, SIR!), I decided to take the more “kill em with kindness” approach. It is my "go to" plan when dealing with people that just don't seem to share my Joyful Spirit (and there are a LOT of them, which means I've had LOTS of practice!) Just because I live in Texas doesn’t mean I want to go around shooting everybody. I got out of my car and smiled and said “You’re bigger than me”. He smiled right back. He looked scary at first, but after we exchanged smiles, he seemed more like a Big TeddyBear (with pretty tattoos). A TTB if you will (Tattooed Teddy Bear). That is what I will call my new stranger/friend. Noticing the truck detailing, I added “And apparently louder, and I’m pretty loud”. He smiled back and we went into Starbucks. His lady companion was ordering in front of me and I noticed she had beautiful tattoos on her arm. Before I go on, to those of you that DON’T like tattoos and are now disgusted and thinking about not reading my blog anymore, let me just say this. I DON’T EITHER!!! HA! I personally have never wanted to get a tattoo, USED to think they were kind of disgusting, and quite frankly (here comes the human in me again-I hate it when that happens) judged people (wrongly) because they had tattoos. In my quest to be a really awesome, kind, loving person I made a conscience decision a LONG time ago to not pre-judge people based on appearances. I have been judged (wrongly) in my past and let me tell you people, It’s not fun. Because we are ALL human, unfortunately we can’t help it and we MUST make an effort to fight the evil forces EVERY DAY. I realized that since I don’t appreciate being pre-judged, I owe EVERYONE else the same courtesy and respect. I mean, I had a person actually tell me to my face (this person is a friend and was having a conversation with me) that they don’t trust people with thin lips. In case you and I have never met, let me tell you what I look like. I have blonde hair, hazel eyes (they are really pretty and my favorite feature) and THIN LIPS!!!! So, basically this person/friend was telling me (in a roundabout way) that they didn’t trust ME. And all because of a physical feature that I HAVE NO CONTROL OVER. I didn’t choose to have a tiny mouth, crowded teeth and thin lips-it’s part of my genetic makeup. Do my thin lips mean I am not to be trusted??? What is that all about. My thin lips and tiny mouth are my “handicap”. I consider myself to be sort of special needs. Because of this PHYSICAL feature/disability, I have to chew everything a really long time. I eat VERY slow. I am probably the worlds slowest eater. It makes my life a little more difficult when it comes to eating. Since I LOVE eating, it affects me on a daily basis--several times a day. Since my husband and I are pretty much polar opposites, you guessed it--He is the worlds FASTEST eater. He is usually done eating before I barely start. It definitely makes dining together a challenge. Because I physically cannot eat faster, he must eat slower. It’s hard for a 50+ year old to change a life long habit. Especially a Male species. Even more especially when it comes to FOOD! He’s a work in progress in this department. It’s hard enough to live with this handicap--not to mention the fact that because of my mouth, I used to hate having my picture taken and would never smile for the camera. Unfortunately pictures did not really show my true self--my inner beauty if you will. I felt like I was in a sense “false advertising”. People would see a picture of me and think I wasn't happy because I wasn't smiling and this was the FURTHEST thing from the truth. I needed to make a change (cue Michael Jackson music “Make that change”). I have always been a happy, joyful person and this is what I wanted people to see. I decided to change my thought process from “My mouth is small and ugly, I am not worthy to smile” to “God created ME the way I am, small mouth and all. I should be proud. God gave me a beautiful mouth (on the inside--get it, inner beauty) to use to glorify him. Get over yourself and your self conscienceless. Let your “inner beautiful mouth beauty” SHINE for Jesus! If this person doesn’t trust you (me) because I have a small mouth and thin lips, well, that’s their problem. I will let God deal with that. Well, here I go off the beaten path yet AGAIN. Jeepers, its hard work following me right? Think of it as your brain exercise for the day. I forgot what I was talking about. I do that (in case you haven’t already figured it out). What WAS I talking about?? Oh yeah, Making new friends and not PRE judging someone based on their outward appearance. So anyway, Me, Tattoo Teddy Bear (or TTB for short) and his beautiful wife Lana (who by the way is expecting-AWESOME) became fast friends, exchanged cards, made plans to get together over Christmas (no,no--that last one is just me trying to be funny. Did it work?). I asked if I could take their picture for an article I was writing. They were happy to pose for me. I said if I am able to get him some free advertising, I was all about it. People helping people, making new friends but keeping the old (Yes I was a Girl Scout), let’s all hold hands and sing Kumbaya and all that jazz (cue Broadway singalong WITH dance moves). So, because I am a woman of my word, here is a link to their website in case you would like to get a tattoo (I have NEVER had a desire to get one but after this chance meeting, I am kinda thinking about it).
I paid for my meal and bakery items myself. I was not offered, nor did I ask for any special treatment at any place mentioned here. I merely am trying to spread the love any way I can (I'm creative and like thinking outside the box). I figured if I could give some local businesses a little free advertising, that would just be a nice thing to do. My goal is to get people off their couches and computers and just GET OUT THERE! If I was successful in doing that, that's all the reward I need :-) If I wasn't successful, I guess I will keep practicing till I get it right! BE BLESSED and BE A BLESSING