I'm learning that bike riding can provide an opportunity for deep thought and meditation. This morning's ride was no exeption. Once I find the rhythm in my legs, my mind can then wander. Sometimes my wanderings can be dangerous, I know. But today - I felt a sense of accomplishment, inspiration and gratitude. Why?
It was 4 months ago today that I moved from Tallahassee, FL to Foley, AL to pursue a dream of becoming a TaeKwonDo school owner and instructor. In these past 4 months, I've learn a lot about business - but more importantly I've learned a lot about myself. There are things I've done well, and other things...not so much. I've missed old friends. Made new friends. I miss my family, but have been grafted into another family.
I have a wall in my office dedicated to lovingly made artwork from students. I look at those pictures every day and think to myself how amazing my job is.
I can tell each day that I'm growing as a martial artist, a teacher and a person. Sometimes it's painful, tearful, and stressful. But sometimes it's full of wonder, inspiration and awe.
4 months ago today - I made the riskiest, most amazing decision of my life. I moved.
In the deep recesses of my heart lie turbulant currents of question and thought.
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Saturday, March 19, 2011
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Everytime I sit to write, I try to think of an overall message of encouragement for my potential reader. Today...I don't feel much like an encourager. Today...I feel empty, weary and brokenhearted.
I learned this morning that a very dear friend of mine lost her sister. In true "Courtney" fashion, I grabbed my overnight bag, and headed (with due haste) in her direction. I was determined to keep my word that should she ever need me, I would be very willing to drive whatever distance necessary to be with her, by her side.
What I was not counting on: Tradition. No details, but out of love and respect for tradition, I exited the interstate, only to enter it seconds later...heading home.
In all my life...I can't remember a time when a friend was hurting and heart broken, that I turned the other way. Every mile that separated me from my friend, my heart ached a little more, tears pouring down my face.
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To my Dear Friend:
I cannot even imagine what you must be feeling at this moment. I am so sorry for your loss, and that this experience came so young. With all my heart I love you, and am sending warm thoughts your way. Should you need me, I will come.
I learned this morning that a very dear friend of mine lost her sister. In true "Courtney" fashion, I grabbed my overnight bag, and headed (with due haste) in her direction. I was determined to keep my word that should she ever need me, I would be very willing to drive whatever distance necessary to be with her, by her side.
What I was not counting on: Tradition. No details, but out of love and respect for tradition, I exited the interstate, only to enter it seconds later...heading home.
In all my life...I can't remember a time when a friend was hurting and heart broken, that I turned the other way. Every mile that separated me from my friend, my heart ached a little more, tears pouring down my face.
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To my Dear Friend:
I cannot even imagine what you must be feeling at this moment. I am so sorry for your loss, and that this experience came so young. With all my heart I love you, and am sending warm thoughts your way. Should you need me, I will come.
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