The Northern 📍

  Time keeps on tickin’.      Monday, bloody Monday. We are gathered here today, to pay homage to the moon. As we embark on another week to remember, tackling the very evil which lies within the world. Soldiers of God, shine your light and shine it bright, for no weapon formed against shall prosper.        Sometimes I struggle with the idea of constantly moving forward. It becomes difficult, to increase your speed, with no given direction. The age-old saying is, without a heading, no wind is favourable. I suppose that is true. We are meant to be constantly pushing forward, chasing something ahead of us. Chasing a better house, better car, better opportunities. Yet we never really take a chance to sit back and smell the flowers. To appreciate what we already find ourselves surrounded by. I often wonder if we are being pushed thru a conveyor belt as quickly as possible, in order to rob us completely of our experience here on Earth.    ...

     Another Day, Another Dollar.      Another Week, Another Buck. We made it thru another 7 days of torture, to finally see the sun rise again. What a journey it’s been, let me tell you.      By now, the pattern seems to suggest that Sunday’s are for reflection. Taking time out of your day, to look back on the week that was. To analyze all that you’ve done, and to understand what else there is to do. To celebrate, to ponder, and to plan. The reality is, we’re all in this together- and the journey ain’t over just yet. The marathon continues- so you better have your shoes tied up tight.      Most of the week seems to fly by, when you look at it in the rearview mirror. I suppose that is the gift of hindsight, 20/20 vision. The reality is, when you’re stuck within it- things can be a never-ending battle. At least, that is how it feels most of the time. All the workouts, the cardio, the dieting, the chipping and grinding away at do...