JULY 8 2010 2132 - JACKSONVILLE FL- Here I am. In solitude, mind wander randomly from thought to thought. Should I log onto Facebook? What about Twitter instead? Perhaps I need to allow my fingers to do the walking on my keyboard, and come up with another song. Everything is just one humongous blob of uncertainty at this point in life.
I started reading again, after a multiple year sabbatical, and ironically I elected to choose books from the self-help reference section of the book store, instead of my usual military and political fiction novels. Sorry Tom Clancy, maybe next time. At this moment I am reading a book authored by Daniel Goleman dealing with Emotional Intelligence, and I must admit that I find the book to be rather interesting.
I've entertained Howard Gardner's theories on Multiple Intelligence, which touched on things like Musical Intelligence, Inter and Intra-personal Intelligence, Spatial Intelligence, just to name a few. At no time did I read where Howard Gardner dealt, in any degree, with Emotional Intelligence. In fact, it was not until management at work began talking about Emotional Intelligence that I decided I needed to learn a little more about it.
Now, have been reading the book for a couple of weeks off and on, and I am discovering a lot about me just by reading the book. Indeed, others fail to understand me because I am in touch with my emphatic nature. So many people believe that a man should not be in touch with his emotions, but I am going to be frank, I am very glad that I am in touch with the emotional side of who I am.
The book is an interesting read, and I personally feel everyone should seek to gain a deeper understanding of Emotional Intelligence. Believe me when I say, it is really helping me a lot. I now understand why I chose the actions I did when my Ex-WIfe, and yes, I am calling her my Ex-Wife because honestly the marriage is over. Indeed the marriage was flawed from day one. Anyway, at the times my Ex-Wife attacked me, I would sink into silence, and Daniel Goleman indicated that is a normal action for a man who feels he is being flooded by interpersonal attacks. To say she could have benefited from reading this book, instead of listening to Charlie Robinson, and Peterson President would be an understatement. Well, I can not compel her to do anything she is not willing to do. The only thing I can do is focus on the person who matters the most at this point, and that person is me.
A lot is about to happen within the next few weeks. Provided I can get the money together, and the time off from work, she and I have a mediation session in less than 7 days. I will attend, but you all know my stand, especially if you have been following my Blog thus far. At this point, I don't care if I am rendered penniless at the hands of her greedy lawyer, as far as I am concerned, she can have what ever material things make her happy. My life is heading in a different direction now, and I just have to follow the path that life is laying before me.
Hard to believe, I am on the brink of a massive defeat, and ironically I am OK with it, I am I am honestly at peace with it. Why worry about that which I cannot change, or that which I am powerless to stop. There are grander things to focus on, better prizes to look forward to. To lean on the logic of Mr. Kahlil Gibran would be for me to see that my pending defeat as merely nothing more than a blessed victory. That is not so hard to see. Satan, Lucifer, Thomas Treece, what ever you want to call him these days may take all of my money, my place to live, my job, my clothes, and my other material goods, but what the Devil cannot take away is my spirit, and my love for God. As long as I have those two things in my life, then I have a victory, indeed a blessed victory. I look at it in this way, Paul was thrown into Prison a few times, but he was not discouraged, because since he encountered Jesus on the road to Damascus, Paul had peace of mind. That is where I am in live. Even if I have to resort to living on the streets, or going home to be with my brothers, I am still blessed. It is not the material things in life that make me happy. Testimony to that fact is this, Paula made sure I would not have a motor vehicle, but God said that I will have transportation. Now through the bus, I have made several new friends, oh the blessings of a fulfilling life, I love it.
Come now friends, let's open a dialogue. Feel free to add your comments, but do me a favor, try your best to comment in English if possible. I don't mind translating, but it is easier to carry on a quality conversation when we are all speaking a common language.
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