The Gates of Life

Things here have taken an interesting turn. The local ambulance company turned down my application. This really came as quite a shock to me. They citied my driving record as the reason. I really feel this is incorrect since I still have a commercial drivers license and my last job was driving over the road for swift. The requirements for commercial driving are much more strict than for operating a emergency vehicle. So this really bummed me out for a day or so. I'm now wondering if this is an other gate.
In life you come across gates, challenges set in your path to help define you and test your ability to cope and adapt to life. These are set out for everyone and some move through them faster than others. Some do not even notice them and others see them for what they are, opportunities to demonstrate our power to recreate our lives as we see fit. To re-educate our ourselves and remind ourselves that the universe in paying attention to the moves we make and the decisions we reach. Each gate is a marker and a staging area to map out the next part of your life. No one knows how long each journey will be, the only way to find out is to make the trip and see where the next gate lies. Each gate leads to the next level of your life. You have many choices as you approach a gate and each gate has it's own set of rules. You can try to cross without learning the new rules, this only leads to pain and more work. You could decide that there isn't anything on the otherside that's worth seeing and stay on this side for the rest of time. Or you can embrace the change that's coming and make it yours. You can decide how you want to life to be on the other side.
the rules for each gate are different. Sometimes you must let go of fear and doubt in order to pass. Other times you must release some burden or strife you've carried to survive in the next level. It is an interesting note the these gates do not appear unless the traveler is ready for the challenge that it presents. "When the pupil is ready, the teacher will appear." The traveler does not know this, and will proceed with only hope and the lessons already learned to guide him. Only those who change are allowed passage though the gate. Entrance to the next path does have it's costs. Those who pass through the gate and proceed down the path will never find joy in the distractions of the previous path, those things that blinded the traveler from the journey at hand fade away and no longer give the seeker any comfort. This is not a bad thing, for the seeker doesn't need these things anymore, like a child's used toys, once the center of attention, now discarded to a box in the attic. This is the way of the distractions, once the focus of our lives, then the burden of our lives. By passing through the gates of life we are able to filter ourselves down to the Essence of ourselves, down to the part of us that exists without fear, without hate, the perfect part of the universe that embodies each of us. This filtering lets us pass through each gate less encumbered. No one can know how many gates there are until they reach the last one. At this gate the traveler will leave what he has not yet already discarded, all fear and doubt, all pain and anger, all pride and all sorrow. It is at this gate that the seeker travels begin again, this time he has only his essence to carry with him to the next level. I have reached other gate in my life. I feel pretty good about that.


sungod~

zzzz...hmmm wha...MORPHINE! CLEAR! hmmm...zzzz

Well I'm about half way done with the last of my rides with the ambulance. Spend most of my down time reading the state test prep book, lots of good questions and practice stuff there. It'snice and fucking anyoning to do all the rides at once It's good cause I get a real big dose of patient contact's all at once, It's anoying because I get a real big dose of pt contacts all at once.

I'm starting dive classes in june or july. That's going to be really fun. Tony's trying to talk me into fire school with him this august. I'm not too keen on it but it might be fun, most likely not, but it could be. I hated the fake pseudo-military way they tried to hold pm class and that was a joke compared to the people that run the fire school and fire depts. They really get into the shit, sir yes sir and all that, its not the fucking army, if you want sir yes sir, go be a fucking drill intructor for the army, they need people like you. and let the people who want to fight fire and save lives alone.

Anyway, sitting here graves, 4:18am. Ronnie is talking in his sleep...zzzzzz....zzzzzz.....zzzzzzzz...wha!...RECTAL FINGER SWEEP!...MORPHINE!....TUBE EM!...HMMMhmmmm....zzzzzz....zzzzzz...zzzzz.

I've read all the dry ass material I can stuff into my head, so I'm going to go find a toad and give it some epi. 15ml 1,1000 should be enough. later guys.

sungod

late night creepin

Took that around 4:40 this morning. Sitting at providence and tivioli at the wee hours of the morning, parked on the side of the road , waititng for something to happen. Another fun filled night on the bus. I had a headache most of the night and just felt off. Still alittle bummed about school being over, not the actual class part but the meeting for lunch with my pals before class and for beers after. I miss bitching about vincent dragging on and on about the stupidest point, and jenn constantly trying to say something on the sly and the room going dead quiet at the smae time, LULL! lol. I miss smoking tony's parliment's at the generator and listening to greg tell a story about trying to lure small children in his yard with candy and then telling them about the mine field. I miss scott, always ready to lead the way in kidnapping or extortion, First to fight injustice against the adminitration staff, even if he had been drinking that day. plus I got a nasty text from him about not getting enough screen time on here, feel better now mother fucker! :-) Like all things I remember the good times and forget the bad. Thats ok, probbley better that way.


Last night was uneventful, three calls, two transports. One abdominal pain and a tachy patient, tachy pta cause we I got there the heart rate was 98 bpm. rather normal. It got better before you got here...how nice for you..let's go. One cancel, driver of a car got swiped by a drunk, the drunk run off but the cops found him while we were talking to the first guy. that dumbass just added "leaveing scene of accident" to his " dui" and " hit and run" charges. moron. Not much else. Going to sleep now
later sungod