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You can only save the world if...

    You survive it's wickedness, that it may at times throw at you repeatedly.  I don't mean to sound like a downer. Quite conversely, I am a glass is half full kind of person.  It's that, as well I'm a realist.
    That being said, I'd like to think that the good we do, somehow benefits others. Not necessarily because any of us need to feel that. Yet because, I think it is only human to know we've done the right thing, at least once in our lives on this planet we currently exist in called earth.
    The good we do can be embedded in our careers. Or perhaps even our temporary jobs we choose, or rather many times they choose us. To me I can equate many jobs and career 'picks' as something like a rescue center for lost or misplaced pets. Which at times I'd consider, misplaced humanity. People don't always think you know.

    Quite a few times, we people do that to ourselves with jobs and careers in our lives.  It is a selection process in life's learning curve. And it's kind of sort of funny in a weird way. Because sometimes our choices are oddly dangerous not always by our conscious selection either.

So, we have to work. So, we feel we have no choice but to grab what lies before us. We think it's temporary, perhaps. Maybe even harmless. Oh contrare! With some usually, it's not harmless, nor temporary. So, we roll with it. Because why?  We got to pay the bills. Many of us panic when we hear the word unemployment.  I know I do. It's rather a normal response. Yet, if we see there's another path, even if it's out of our current realm we should at the very least investigate it. If we don't, it may be a regret we can't reckon with later in life, like on our death bed. That's a hard nut to swallow, I'd say.

    My husband and I have pushed each other to change, to progress into other careers we could not have fathomed in our earlier years of living. And I say, Thank God... we chose those riskier paths. In the end we benefitted to a degree.  Yet, not without risk in entering or parting our choices. When you love something it's just that way. It's painful no matter how you look at it. Like an old band aid that's needs to be renewed on a healing wound.  Taking it off slowly may not always be an option. Taking it off cautiously, would be the most prudent way. It's less painful and less damaging to our vessel.  We need our covering on the outside called skin.
That being said, no matter who you are.  No matter your age. No matter your life experiences. Think. Are you where you want to be? Or are you like most? Awaiting a frightening day to make and possibly do a bucket list? Oh, my word. I hope not.

    Over ten years ago I expressed to a friend of mine on a run, "I feel like I'm in my third life..." Everyone perhaps should feel that fullness, I guess. It is the life experiences I've gained, some forced into unpleasantly. Others, I’ve willingly entered into the realm of. It doesn't come without sorrow. Yet, it is that I progress my soul and enrich my thinking in ways that I may have no clue exactly what they do many times. Yet, I know I'm right where I should be, no matter what it may look like to the rest of the world.----Jody-Lynn  Reicher 
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