Dreams and Visions

Dear Unknown Friend,

I must apologize. To myself, I suppose. It has been quite some time since I have made an entry here. I wish I could say that I have been busy, but I do have lots on my mind.

Work has been typical, though unfulfilling. Corporate reorganizations always try me, unless I am somehow involved in motivating the change, not the tedium of actualizing it. Too much hurry up and wait.

My personal corporate endeavor continues. I am in the process of writing a formal business plan. I have never done such a thing before. It is an interesting exercise, but at this point one I think unnecessary for two reasons. First, while important to put down and organize ones thoughts, it focuses too much on matters that do no concern a small one man internet business. Second, because it distracts my mind from the vision of the business into mundane tedium, that should it require attention, the business would be successful enough for me to hire someone to handle.

Complicating the matter is a simple truth that I am now beginning to accept, only because I can no longer hide it. It is difficult to hide anything when ones eyes are yellowed, with forked red lines stretching across them – I am stretch too thin.

Work itself does not stretch me, though being unfulfilling of late does weary one down; Lodge itself is dark, but I am constantly pushing to establish a more formal Masonic experience and the establishment of specialized training programs beyond the Catechismal series, and the adoption of a culture of Freemasonry; within the Scottish Rite the Utah Scots Guard has been established, which will require more of my time and energy; my corporate endeavor will consume some time, though not much.

And let me not forget Katye, family, and friends – where do I fit them into this schedule.

This is of course the story of my life. There are so many things that I want to do, yet there is simply not enough time to do them all.

How does one prioritize vision? How does one compartmentalize conceptualized beauty?

Decisions. How I hate the word.

In a perfect world, my personal business would run smoothly, to the tune of 2500 customers with annual sales over $1,000,000.00. I would have a small staff, which would telecommute because I do not think work should dominate ones life or identity. This would allow me to be a fulltime Freemason, and give me the freedom to enjoy my family as they should be enjoyed.

Is this really such a terrible dream?