Joy asked me do I feel at home yet.
I said NO!
We have been in the new Wilson Mansions for three weeks today.
Eight days away working - and here I am but
not really.
34 years in London and now ......
This is not the city.
This is not urban.
This is not fumes.
This is not doubledeckerbusville.
One day it will click.
Snap.
I live here!
You will be fed up of hearing about Boxville.
Me too.
I want to move on.
There is a sign on my desk - always.
It says
'Priorities
Strategic'
I want to do the right things.
In the right order,
and 400 eMails are pretty high.
I used to feel oppressed with 60 in my box -
now it is mass-ive.
So if you are expecting a CDR of the famous Blob Tree tools -
it will be coming at you soon.
Broadband in my office,
I hope by Thursday morning,
will help me fly.
I believe that all experiences are developmental.
If we grasp the positive.
It can be the most horrific but -
if we are energised by the experience -
we can kick the darkness until it bleeds daylight.
I have a half composed blog
about a psychologist called Boris,
who makes it clear from personal
and research experience, that survivors of terror,
abuse, genocide, war, slaughter and more -
can survive and achieve.
They can take energy from the extreme negative.
Whatever situation you are in -
you can give in to it or
beyond beyond -
become from it.
Accept it has happened.
Get help working it through.
And decide on a direction to kick darkness .......
You are loved
whatever.
You are beautiful
whatever.
Lets work at it together.
