In lieu of the current turmoil facing our Nation, that is The United States of America, I have found peace within through writing down my thoughts at the present moment as they come to me, and not looking back too far, so that I can continue to provide the much needed support and commentary required for those unable to move forward, find an "easier softer way" of coping. (In text citation to the Blue Book by Alcoholics Anonymous).
Since I started my University Education, Fall 2003, I never stopped to look back, knowing that this would be a new beginning for me, to start anew. For the majority of my life, I have found solace through my extracurricular activities, whether it be: (1) dance classes after school, (2) Gymnastics Class, (3) Basketball Camp, (4) Camp in Northern California (Walton's Grizzly Lodge), (5) Camp in Upstate New York (Camp Pontiac), or (6) Camp in Santa Barbara with the Club Soccer Team I was selected to play on after a season of playing on the All-Star Soccer Team in A.Y.S.O. a youth soccer league in the Pacific Palisades. Since I live on the cusp of two different cities, I played in the league closest to home, up the hill by the Country Club.
Playing competitive sports growing up, taught me the importance of: (1) practice, (2) discipline, (3) patience, and (3) teamwork. I learned at the young age of 6, playing on the polo field at Will Rogers, meant to only excel as fast as the tempo of those around me, otherwise the competitive energy generated around me and the chemistry among my teammates and opposing team, creates negative energy, an imbalance which does not encourage learning, but only stifles development, damages chemistry, and creates an even stronger oppositional energy directed at the source, which was I, because I scored 12 goals once playing on the field at Saint Matthews when I was little, and they put me in goal keeper, because they said I was demoralizing the other team and it was appropriate to do so. I was not upset, but realized something I did not realize was not socially appropriate at that time, because I had never had an experience which I could draw light from to understand the present or rationale for that decision making by another that affected my position on the field at that time. Looking back, I was not upset, because I still got to be on the field, so it did not matter to me at that time (at age 6) where I was standing on the field, just wanted to feel apart of, a general sense of belonging.
That is all for now . . .
randbocotimestot.com's editor in chief Leslie A. Fischman