Childhood dreams. Is your inner child still dreaming about what life might be?

 

    I believe Randy Pausch was able to achieve so many of his childhood dreams because he never stopped believing on them. A childhood dream is born from the heart with the sincerity and innocence of our true soul and identity. Life is harsh and full of unpredictables and if we are not careful  the connection with our childhood dreams gets broken or displaced with every passing day setting us a part from our true desires of our heart and heavenly nature. I  am one of those strange people who hasn’t burry her inner child; I talk to my inner child in a daily basis, I let it play and be silly and let her be the natural jokester she is.  I let my inner child  express her fears and urge her in overcoming her insecurities. Some might call her as part of my split personality, I call her my” inner child”. I believe in dreams and they do come true; I had more than a hand full of experiences to share but I only have 300 words  or so to use for my business class assignment

     When I was 7 years old, my mom would take me to visit my deceased dad’s mom ( My Gramma #1) as I called her, Grandma #1  had in her big Spanish court-yard a very large rounded cage with a scarlet macaw inside. During my visit  she will mark a safety parameter around the cage where I could safely enjoy this magnificent parrot and heard him sign and talk silly words. I wanted to hold him so anxiously but I was never allowed, I was comforted by sitting at the edge of the chalk rim my grandma #1 drew for me and spend long hours just admiring this magnificent bird. I want it one; as a child that young  wanted to have a parrot as beautiful as that one was. Life when on, soon teen and then a young adult I left home to another city … out of state. I found a job and a mentor that will train me in administration and accounting back then where the excel sheets where done by hand. This corporation had three divisions, float fishing, hotel and restaurant.  I was advance to human resources and I was in charge of payroll and taxes of the employees. From time to time I will go down the restaurant area and visit; they had exotic birds; yes; beautiful scarlet macaws and blue and gold and an assortment of amazon parrots. My inner child loved to visit any time we had after our office hours. The owner  noticed my affinity to the parrots and brought one of his macaws to keep me company at my office for the following two years, that beautiful parrot  was my assistant beside my desk. I left my job and city behind  when I got married and moved to USA as my husband is from California; we rented an apartment and for our weekend we will go to the movies but  we would stop by the pet store before entering the movies as it was really closed in the same shopping center. They had the most beautiful blue and gold macaw for sale. The price was exorbitant and we were just happy the owner let us mingle there until one day she was gone. The bird had a new home and I was happy for the parrot but  heart-broken.

 

    Life in the USA went as fast as we know it can get, getting busy and learning new things. My inner child  kept those parrot memories to herself and didn’t mentioned them for a decade. I had the opportunity to work in an Animal Hospital as a front and back assistant. Years into my new career a woman brought a two days old chick who had been injured and  wanted to put it to sleep. One of the older chicks had mutilated his  toe and he had some skin injuries. Eyes closed this ugly featherless chick demanded food.  We prepared a warm parrot formula and fed him while the doctor talked to the owner. The owner agreed to release the chick to the hospital and we would do our best for the chick to survive.

After the owner left the doctor called me to his office and asked me if I  wanted to take the bird home. He/she needed to be fed every 2 hours and kept warm with latex gloves filled with warm water as the little chick was too tiny for a heating pad  and uneven temperatures could kill her. He told me I could use the facility equipment to keep her int he incubator while I work without any charge. He also mentioned the very low rate for survival he / she had.

Without hesitation I accepted to adopt “ little ugly chicken” that became my precious harlequin macaw.

When my macaw got older and stronger, we  ran a DNA test and turned out  being a female now 27 years old,  she sings, is silly and a brat at times. Loves to get inside the pantry and create a big mess there is she is not caught soon enough.

    I today a total of four rescued parrots now an umbrella cockatoo, African gray, harlequin macaw and a sun conure and they will probably outlive me, I play with them every day by singing and dancing  every day. They bring such joy to my spirit and I am grateful for the opportunity given to finally hold my own large colorful parrot on my arm thanks to the living dream my inner child kept in her heart while I was busy going thru life becoming an adult.

 

 

Jesus Christ cannot be overshadowed in any form or way.

 

 I am a woman of faith I believe in a supreme creator of all things and believe in Jesus Christ as a real human being that came to this world, exalted that walked the earth and taught and testified about his Father in heaven.

I believe in miracles and the wonders of this beautiful planet. I believe in the human being spirit to have the potential to develop and peach a high potential of self-discovery and expression with the magnificent gift of creativity and give wonderful blessings back to our brethren. I am so blessed and rejoiced for the opportunity to live and witness this era and to testify the grandiose presence of Heavenly Father despite the global despair in-clouding our inner light. This is the first time after 6 months that we, as a church ward are able to gather in our church building parking lot to partake of the sacrament.

For State Mandate in California we were not allowed to worship by singing during our service however our bishopric had prerecorded hymn that marvelously called to highest in heaven for blessing and comfort. The spirit was strong and testified in my heart that the true light of heavenly father and his son’s love Jesus Christ cannot be overshadowed in any form or way.

All is well, all is well I keep feeling in my heart without being able to control my tears.

This week despite the busy work schedule I was able to dig in the first book that had arrived, the other two books are still in transit and is making me very nervous at this time but I will do my best to relax and do the projects that are at hand. The book in my possession is the Mastery by George Leonard.

A hand pocked little book with 14 chapters and an epilogue forming a composition of 176 pages.

 I divided the number of chapters I needed to read to be able to carry out my reading assignment by the end of the week and this seemed to help me to keep me organized and on schedule between everything else at large. I wrote my notes that will help me to develop my book report when needed.

I tried to enjoy family time and despite that I had to work this Sunday I was able to rest my mind and recharge for my   second week.

I am happy and excite to take this classes and despite being an overwhelming amount of information, I am moving forward reaching back to my prior knowledge from past semester to keep my mind balance and physical stamina tuned.

Entrepreneur’s Journal by Ines Miller

  

   

I had opened this blog as required to my business class. An Entrepreneur’s Journal will be one of the assignments required for this semester. I had never heard of such thing; I do have my regular journal and my morning pages for my creative art which I can say those are somehow specific journals. I never thought of having a journal with a specific topic and as there is always a first time for everything, here I am with my first ever Entrepreneur’s journal. This will be one of the most difficult projects I have to do for my class grade as I would prefer to have my journal in my contained traditional pages of an old-fashioned notebook and stored in my book shelf. I had taught myself thru the years to embrace change and move and mold with the passing time as humanity changes around me.

 

I thank my Heavenly Father every day for the opportunity given to be able to take this classes at this time in life. I consider myself somehow introverted, despite my social and media life, most of my thoughts are my own and analogy of ever-changing times get recorded into my paper pages. Now I have to exposed and leave open those thought into the cyber world for a grade and possible personal development. I don’t know what it may come from this but I am open for the challenge. As I read the article by Jeff Sandefer “ Your Entrepreneur’s Journal” I feel more optimistic and I can see the possibilities to have my journal ported on the cyberworld; lots of articles to read in conjunction to videos are little overwhelmed this few days but I have faith will get my mind settle and my schedule will give me fair time to keep up on my class assignments. I was able to order the three books required for this class and I am looking forward to dive into them and see what new perspective they will teach me. I hope to learn to understand and recognize some of the missing gaps my projects are lacking.