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As I have been contemplating my life I also go out and take pictures of things that interest me
Personal Growth and Development is often the result of a deeper knowledge of who you are.
rick samuelson's photostream on Flickr.
As I have been contemplating my life I also go out and take pictures of things that interest me



"People spend a lifetime searching for happiness;
looking for peace.
They chase idle dreams, addictions, religions,
even other people,
hoping to fill the emptiness that plagues them.
The irony is the only place they ever needed to search was within."
~Ramona L. Anderson (1887-1949)American writer
“Happiness is not the absence of problems, it's the ability to deal with them.”
― Steve Maraboli

“People tend to complicate their own lives, as if living weren't already complicated enough.”
― Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Shadow of the Wind









I came across this reminder as I was reading some of my favorite pages. It made me stop and think for a moment about what I put out there for all to read. Once you hit send you no longer have control. With some hesitation here this post comes.
I am looking at the tasks that lay in front of me. Take out the Christmas Tree, take down the outside Christmas Lights, do the grocery shopping, clean the bathroom, start the laundry. As I contemplate this list of chores (and yes I mean chores) I have to to wonder why! Why did we go to the trouble of hunting for a tree, cutting it down, tying it to the car, putting lights on it, just to take it down, carry it out, and throw it away? Why did we hang the outside lights if we were only going to take them down a month later? Why do we use the bathroom in our bedroom (the one I have to clean) when we have three bathrooms in our house? Couldn't we all just use one? Yes- grocery shopping and laundry make some sense to me, but the rest surely need to be thought through. My life could be so much more simple if we just eliminated some of the needless things we do.
It's that time of year again. A time when someone is going to take a look at my performance and determine if I have been a successful employee or not. All year long I evaluate my employees based on whether or not they are meeting set standards, moving us towards our mission statement, and living out the company values. It is one thing when I evaluate others, but when it comes to me #%^%@!. So as I head towards this time, I find myself trying to justify what I have done this year by looking at how much money I have generated for the company, by looking at my facilities compliance record, going over our turn over reports, etc... But isn't a persons worth to a company more than numbers. Isn't there more to success than customer satisfaction surveys. Is the impact you make on others ever a factor?
I can't help it. I tried to resist for as long as I could. I didn't grow up in Oregon, I didn't go to school here. Instead I went to a small school in Minnesota. When we first moved here back in 1998, I thought everyone was nuts. Fridays people were either in Green or Orange. Emails were finished with "Go Ducks." Flags hung outside of houses on game day. I just didn't get it. Then I was invited to head to Eugene on a Saturday. The sea of green, helped by the endless flow of beer, the loud crowd, and an exciting quick scoring team slowly started drawing me in. It didn't hurt that the beat Stanford. Two weeks later I found myself in green. I was shouting a yelling with the rest of them as UCLA, was sent sadly back to Los Angeles. As I have started to quack, I feel myself experiance feeling I thought had left me. I am recapturing a part of me that I had suppressed. I am yelling at the tv, learning the names of players and coaches, and looking forward to a national championship. I will be in Green on Friday. I can't help it. I have become an Oregon Duck Fan. I think I'll send one of my kids there next year so I have an excuse to drive down during the fall.
Last weekend I was in Camas WA. with a bunch of friends. We found ourselves sitting around a few tables drinking beer, eating pizza and enjoying each others company. While the beer and pizza were awesome, the conversation was even better. We talked about life, how to be authentic, and discussed when in life were we most truly ourselves. As we told our stories, I was stuck by the common them, that for most of us it occurred when life was moving at a slower pace, when we were not being pressed by others to be what we were not. For some it was a time of less responsibilities so there was more freedom to do and be.
I continued to think a great deal about the conversation this last week while at work. Pressed by timelines, projects, and important decision, I found myself in a place where I was unable to slow down enough to make sure I was being true to myself. As a result patience ran short, I could feel the internal pressure. I was unable to be and respond to others in the way I most wanted to. As a result, I am asking as I look inward, how can I do this coming week better? How can I slow life down enough to live it the way I desire to and not get caught in the trap of becoming what I am forced to become. As you can see I have a ways to go on my Deep Look Inward, but each day I figure me out a little more. Here are a few pictures from Camas that capture a slower, simpler, side of life
I find myself sitting at the beach once again. In Oregon that usually means through on a rain jacket instead of a swimming suit, lighting a fire in the fire place, rather than a beach fire, and snuggling up with a book instead of tanning under the sun. Interestingly, I find that I enjoy the typical Oregon beach trip more than I did the beach in California. In Oregon I find myself slowing down and thinking about life. I check in with myself regarding how I am doing, how I am feeling, where I am at. Sometimes I like the answers, other times it is a starting point, a place to leap off from, a change in direction. I continue to ask the question am I doing what I am uniquely designed to do? The question assumes that we were uniquely designed to do something, and that we know what that thing we were designed to do is. I find the second have of that
assumption to be difficult. How do I know what I was designed for.? Is there a manual on Rick Samuelson? Is there a Yellow Brick Road I should be following. My guess is that if I am doing what I was designed for, I will be enjoying it, I will be energized by doing it, I will find myself wanting to get back to it when I am not doing it. I am not sure if doing what I designed for always has to be my job. It could be my hobby, or what I invest the majority of my time and thought to. Bonus if it is your job and you are being paid to live out your purpose. As I look out the window and see the wind blow and the rain fall, I know I have not answered the question what am I designed for, but it is what I will endeavor to discover, for in that answer is the key to my next steps in life and the unfolding of the direction I will head in. I am passionate about being fully who I am suppose to be. I just hope I will like the answer. I love Oregon beach days and the chance to contemplate. May you find your beach as well. Until you do enjoy a few of my recent beach pictures.
It was a rough day, a rough week, a rough year. I found myself thinking, "Why am I knocking myself out?" I'm sure that driving by a Lottery Billboard this morning didn't help, Powerball and Mega Bucks are starting to get up there again. Sure that 115 million is only 30 million after taxes when you take it in a lump sum, but I think I could figure out how to live for a few years on that. Cruising the internet, there are hundreds of promises that I can be my own boss, find financial success, and have my dreams come true if I just buy an online course and start my own web business. So why do I go in everyday and beat my head against the wall. Who wouldn't jump at the chance to take a vacation every other week, to work in my underwear, or have a business that runs itself. I just don't think it could be that easy. Then again, there are people doing it. What do they know that I don't know. I do a great job running the business that I am overseeing, but its not my business.
Not sure what is happening to me. If you drive by our house at any given time you will find seven cars almost all belonging to us. Three of them are big four wheel drives and the other three are older little cars. We definitely add to the global warming crisis the world is facing. We have been known to buy things packaged in plastic with a half life of a billion plus years, by chickens that have been pumped with hormones, and we on occasion have sprayed pesticides on our plants to kill the bugs. When it is hot we run our AC. Our house has not been know to champion the cause of sustainability or living green. That is until recently.
Its getting late. The boys are up playing video games, Darla is studying hard in the dinning room, and I am sitting on the couch contemplating going to bed. Life seems to take interesting turns. One day things are cruising along smooth, and the next it feels like a five car pile up on the interstate. I am in one of those pile ups right now. Without going into detail I find myself in this place from time to time because I am afraid to state what I need or want. I back off from saying what I know needs to be said. Instead of taking the lead I take the back seat. To step up is uncomfortable for me at times. It creates pain and tension in peoples lives. To not step up creates pain and tension in my life. I don't always get why I put my own well being on the shelf to make others feel good. However, at this time I can't ignore it. To much is on the line and I find I have to stand in the gap for what I know is right and best. I hate the feeling. I know what I have to do, what needs to be done. It just takes me a while to do it. I'm not as bad off as it sounds, my $90 an hour best friend help me with my processing last night. Lucky for him, he isn't the one who has to act. I do. So tonight I sit here and contemplate how to move forward, how to stand firm. Only by looking inward can I figure out how to move forward. It is great fun
Live has been moving at increasing speed these days. Work, family, friends, have all been pulling on me. I have lead my facility through another successful survey, watched a few friends get married, waved as my three youngest all went off to college at George Fox, and am spending occasional weekends bacheloring it as Darla begins her doctorate.
In the midst of it all I try to keep my sanity by slowing down to look at what is going on around me, to see what I so easily miss. Taking a few pictures around Portland, at home, or were ever I find myself is the easiest way to do that. I’ve been playing with light, shadows, and color. Using a tripod at times and trying to play with longer shutter speeds. Let me know what you think by leaving a comment