the magic wand that adjusts myself
i woke up with so much on my mind/ so much so that i did not sleep well. it toiled and turned with me all night. and so i woke up with no abilities this morning > all i had to write, gone from me, at least in any form of coherent elegance; just pointers and quotes, no expansions. the primordials of living took over the esoteric.the AC was sluggish and blowing warm, so i said I would tend to it before the sun rose too high. Only to my surprise that the thing is in such a decrepit state it is now out of my hands. The professionals must now come in and dismantle it. Professionals used wide, far and loosely, for the professionals were cleaning it all along and yet i have never seen any of them do the work that i now see is necessary. Then i think of the proliferation of AC installers and realize, everyone is selling to gain a dollar or a few. None are servicing, maintaining or building relationships. When they sell these machines, why dont they sell you a year's worth of service automatically? And even as I propose such a thing, when you call them you would not be able to find them. Anyway, the point is, many of the AC sellers/servicers have no clue what is it is they are doing. I just got confirmation from one of the providers, the one I prefer from convesation that he has a lot of business correcting the errors made in installation and service. He emphasized, many are not even installing units properly/ that customers feel "a cool" and have no idea of the technical aspects..One more area of charlatans. So here I am searching on a Saturday morning on an emergency call for an extreme AC Service. Good business to go into, if one is skilled, methodical, and organized, especially in this global warming heat and living in such a polluted country where your unit may need to be serviced every two months. sigh
then my mechanic calls me to give me an update on my vehicle. it is locally bought, so guess what? harder to get parts. So if i had bought a foreign used, he would have an abundance of sources to check for my part. Did you see me channeling the facets and fact of irony and ironic living in trinidad the other day? more points to ponder
so, my Saturday morning has started, albeit glad for the quiet and silence except all the fans in the house blowing on me even as I sit on the no window patio...looking out at the green under full direct top sun brightness... having to release all my plans and intentions>>>for i am out my capacity and fretting will do nothing for morning glory
so let me shift into telling you how living is continually entertaining...
my cousin, in from Baku, in from Houston had a lime last night that no one told me about..both his siblings on here, talked to one almost every day, and nothing, only a frantic aunt phoning me at 7 to tell what she neglected to I dont know how many days prior and running. I get it this morning as I am working the phones on an ac gig. this after the whole family was together on the bess bashment shindig last Sunday. Irony
I hear last night in another lime that I would not have been had i known of my cousin's that, "if i was not about change and making a difference in this trinidad place, I would have jobs coming my way in abundance; but because I am trying to be about something and not about 'eat-ah-food', folk are threatened. threatened that I upset their carts and bounties; their pedestals and petty recognition, name and following...something so
but that came after the most poignant piece for me. having spent the day on a thread of more than 300 comments by midday, i was left thinking and realizing, how much smart and stupidity has conflated...into one result and impact, the same difference. ergo our crisis
a great light at a far off tunnel...I met a visiting professor, who i found at my table when i returned, chatting up family and friends, and then she turns to me and engages...asking me if I am not a teacher...which launched a table talk/klatsch...the fact is I am,was born, inherent, gened...Teacher/MasterTeacher. Been hearing that all my life. supposedly written in my palm.. And listening to her talk, realized, I really should teach...Anyway, i started talking to her of a far off mentor, Parker Palmer...then she asked me what was i doing now, she presumed I was at university or the school system. I told her I was not. She asked why. I said dynamics. She said, "sounds to me that you should write about it". I said I do. I have lots. She said, "i would love to read some of it" and goes onto say, I have a good intrack with JoseyBass, you know, the publisher of Parker Palmer, Perhaps.."
and my eyes lit up, cause in a flash thought.side track, I asked, {Really, Universe, Just now, right now, here, with her, so easy?}...the dream i have been waiting for arrives as I thought it would -not with me selling myself but someone else recognizing...
[back to earth] of course all this is presuppository* so we take it as it comes, no eggs no clutch, nor chickens to count...just following the road through to see where it might lead, what may come
so it appears I wasnt to be anywhere else but where I was...last night. right now. flowing with life as it gives.
and so as I have given off frustration from the night's non-rest, to this morning's non-AC, I decided to do the one good thing I am able---to make another fb page, this one on a matter that has been mulling my brain for months now...a page for the Unemployed...those looking for gigs, work and livelihood..where we can exchange information, contacts and opportunities; list our CVs/Resumes for readers...i guess now that I think about it, it is BranchOut Local...(shrugs-who knew)--thus the way of a poorly thought out plan--an attempt at action in the midst of much inaction/non doing...
share it round to those you know unemployed and underemployed, will you
https://www.facebook.com/pages/UnemployedLivelihood-Seeking-Trinidad-Tobago/140645426033481?sk=wall
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