not in my brain but in my brain

12:13 pm - Tue, May 22, 2012: 24 notes

A philosophy professor stood before his class and had some items in front of him. When class began, wordlessly he picked up a large empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with rocks right to the top, rocks about 2” in diameter. He then asked the students if the jar was full?

They agreed it was. So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them in to the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles, of course, rolled into the open areas between the rocks. The students laughed. He asked his students again if the jar was full? They agreed yes, it was.

The professor then picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. “Now,” said the professor, “I want you to recognize that this is your life.

“The rocks are the important things – your family, your partner, your health, your children — anything that is so important to you that if it were lost, you would be nearly destroyed.

“The pebbles are the other things in life that matter, but on a smaller scale. The pebbles represent things like your job, your house, your car.

“The sand is everything else. The small stuff. If you put the sand or the pebbles into the jar first, there is no room for the rocks. The same goes for your life.

If you spend all your energy and time on the small stuff, material things, you will never have room for the things that are truly most important. Pay attention to the things that are critical in your life. Play with your children. Take your partner out dancing. There will always be time to go to work, clean the house, give a dinner party and fix the disposal. Take care of the rocks first - the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just pebbles and sand.

3:09 pm - Sun, May 13, 2012: 6 notes

What is a mother?

Your mother is the most important person in your life.

You came from her. She carried you, she gave birth to you, she clothed you and fed you, walked you and stayed up with you. She lives her life for your betterment. She has given everything of herself to make sure you have every opportunity to succeed and do what you want with your life. Your mother is the one person in this world that will always be there for you. Always love you. Be proud of what you’ve done. Dry your tears, listen to your rants, soothe your sorrows, calm your fears. Your mother is sacrifice, and care, and joy, and compassion, and love. The love of your mother drips from the words she speaks and the actions she takes.

At least, my mother has done all these things. Then again she is the best mother in all the world. I only hope everyone who has been lucky enough to know their mother has been half as fortunate as I.

And my mother is loved. She is a close friend, a confidant, a shoulder to rest on, and she knows me more than I know myself at times. I love everything about my mother. She is the strongest person I know. She embodies the principals I one day hope I can hope to achieve. She is the most kind, gracious, loving, caring, generous, and absolute best person I know.

In this lifetime, we all have blessings to count. I count mine every night, and last of all I count my biggest blessing. My beautiful, wonderful, amazing mother.

I love you mom.

4:42 pm - Tue, May 8, 2012: 18 notes

Most importantly, if you can at all avoid it, don’t be normal. Strive, burn and do everything you can to avoid being the industry standard. Even the highest industry standard. Be greater than anything anyone else has ever dreamed of you. Don’t settle for pats on the back, salary increases, a nod-and-a-smile. Instead, rage against the tepidness of the mundane with every fiber of whatever makes you, you. Change this place.

i wrote this for you