Все Бездепозитные Бонусы Форекс Сентября

I know I&#;ve been a very naughty blogger and neglecting my blogger duties (please don&#;t fire me), but I have a very good reason:

I&#;M GOING TO PARIS.

And this isn&#;t just any ol&#; trip to Paris&#; This is a WORKING trip to Paris. As in, a client is actually paying me to go to Paris.

(I&#;ll give you all a moment to rethink your current career choices before I continue.)

Basically, a client here in DC has a flat near the Eiffel Tower that she needs redone. The challenge is that she rents it out when she&#;s not using it, so it has to be decorated to her tastes (infused with my aesthetic), but also in such a way that it can still serve as a rental unit. That requires finding inexpensive designer-looking things &#; and buying a sleeper sofa of some kind.

The tricky part is I only have one week. (And I don&#;t speak French.) And I need to sell everything that&#;s currently in the apartment before I can bring new furniture in. (And I don&#;t speak French.) And they don&#;t have Craigslist. (Did I mention I don&#;t speak French?)

As I&#;m sure you can imagine, I&#;ve been spending a lot of my time recently in various stages of panic.

Ok, so maybe just one stage of panic: The main one. But I&#;m sure you can all understand that this is a serious undertaking.

Oh, and did I mention this is being filmed for a short documentary? No? Well, it is. The subject of which I can only assume is the mental unraveling of a creative. If they&#;re hoping to catch me crying on camera, then they will probably end up with more footage than they need. BUT! In exchange for my undoubtedly greatest embarrassment, they have agreed to give me little snippets to post on my blog for all of YOU, sweet friends! I don&#;t think you should have to wait in suspense for an opportunity to laugh at me. No, you should be allowed to laugh at me right away! And often!

When I accepted this job, I immediately had an image in my head of what the apartment should look like:

However, when I showed this image to my client, she said she wanted more color. She then provided me with the following images as inspiration:

This woman loves color and so I love her. The end. I created a Pinterest Board with inspirational images and furniture/decor from local Parisian sources that I&#;ll be checking out when I arrive. Unfortunately, the apartment currently looks very different than the above photos:

I see a lot of painting in my future.

Now that you all know what&#;s about to go down, I hope you all follow along for photos and videos of the progress! I arrive on March 1 and Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram are going to be filled with Paris flea market finds, painting how-to videos, and lots of other fun surprises that surely won&#;t seem fun to me at the time. And if you have any friends or family in Paris that might want any of the above furniture for a bargain price, please put me in touch! In the meantime, I&#;ll be trying to learn French with my Duolingo app and seeing how many throw pillows I can fit in my suitcase. A bientôt!

I am Mohammad Asu Mia. I entered Kurmitola Golf Club club when I was 21 years of age, and now I am Early days: I started off as a caddie, carrying golf kits of foreigners from Canada, America, etc, who used to play here. It was an hole course back then too, but the green and the fairway weren’t in great condition. So we had to work on the green and the fairway eunic-brussels.eu were fewer members and caddies in those days and we used to enjoy the time. I am talking about my early days here. I have learnt golf while working as caddie. There were Brits and Pakistanis before liberation, but no Bangladeshi golfers in those days. And the foreigners used to control the club.

Troubled times: During the liberation war, the club was closed for more than a year. There were a lot of injustices that took place inside the golf club. But once the country got recognition, people started coming to the golf club and it started to function as a proper club. I work every day: some days nine-hole while other days hole.Reputation: Golf is our profession, so we have to come here. Now there are thousands of members and they take good care of us. We, the caddies and the ball boys, have a good reputation. We work with honesty. We here from the members who say the caddies at other clubs are arrogant and rude, but they speak good of us. When a member plays well, we feel good. They also treat us well after hitting a birdie or after a good round of golf. When members play poorly, we also feel sad.

Etiquette: I think golf is a gentlemen’s game. You have to be very calm and composed when playing golf. One needs to maintain their composure while playing golf and I suggest this to the players too. One cannot lose their temper at any point. The golfer should take responsibility if he plays an errant shot. He can’t blame the caddies because we only work as per their wish, we give them the clubs that they demand.

Expectation: As long as I have the strength, I will work as a caddie. When I am not able to continue, I will have to give up. Not everyone at my age can continue this work. A lot of my colleagues have left this profession, but I’m still continuing. I am grateful to every member and every caddie and ball boys. I have good relation with everyone.

I hope the club authorities and the members will look after us when we can’t work anymore. We have lived our entire life here. So I hope they make an arrangement so that our future is secured.

Introduction

Hello everyone, if you’ve visited my blog in the past, you probably know that I like to write about topics such as spirituality, mental struggles, and growth. And if you haven’t I greet you wholeheartedly.

In the few posts that I’ve written, I talked a lot about my spiritual growth and how this came about, so if you’re interested in reading those stories or want to enjoy a little refresher feel free to check them out here. Usually, these posts were very long, and I would work on them for about a week or two. I intend to change this from now on and instead want to focus on writing more posts regularly.

There are a couple of reasons for that and all of them have to do with being paralyzed by insecurity. Insecurity has been a general theme in my life which I recently decided to take head-on. It was also the primary reason I stopped writing at the time. I was feeling overwhelmed and was very insecure about myself. This is furthermore why my posts were so long because I was being too perfectionistic about it. 

“Insecurity kills all that is beautiful.”

~Demi Lovato

Relapse

At the time that I was posting on my blog, I was sober and talked about my previous relationship with weed. Regrettably, after that summer I completely relapsed into my old habits. Three months after I smoked my first joint that year I was back to smoking daily. Alongside it enforced even deeper feelings of regret, shame, and insecurity. But why was I feeling so insecure in the first place? 

Looking back at it now, I remember being extremely ambitious at the time. My girlfriend (now fiancee) and I just got together, and I was ready to start my dream life. At least I thought I was. 

I never really addressed the problem of insecurity. I was just trying to fake it ‘til I made it, which can be an effective strategy from time to time. But it can get difficult if insecurity is so deeply rooted in your survival strategy.

You might be wondering what I was so insecure about. At the time it was many things. First of all, I had no idea where my career was going. I never completed a study and was worried that if my newly found girlfriend were to see my inability to become successful the relationship wouldn’t last. As a result, I tried extra hard to become a person of significance. And over the past 2 years, I’ve started and quit multiple entrepreneurial endeavors.

So as you can see the problem I was trying to avoid led me to my failures. Fortunately for me though, my girlfriend was very understanding of the situation. She loves me no matter what person I become. 

“Only the insecure strive for security.”

~Wayne Dyer

The Root Of The Problem

Not long ago, I quit weed again and this time I made it a very conscious undertaking. I made sure to have people to talk to and aid me through the entire process. I wrote daily in my diary to make sure I never forget why I quit and which things triggered me to smoke weed. I’ll write about this more in-depth in the upcoming posts.

As I’ve been focussing on my insecurity issues it occurred to me that I’ve had troubles dealing with this my entire life. This is also presumably the main reason I never finished a study, and in more recent times didn’t manage to succeed as an entrepreneur. Every time the going got tough I felt overwhelmed and instead of breaking through this resistance I just grabbed the first thing that distracted me from this uneasy feeling. Most of the time, this was weed, but another one of my favorite distraction tools was gaming. 

Over the years it has come to grow on me that this is indeed the case. I am distracting myself whenever I feel overwhelmed and need to stop doing it and start working on the things that I see myself doing in the future. The problem has been that all of this primarily happens unconsciously. And so without even thinking about it, I would already be smoking a joint or have started up a video game. 

One of my favorite things to tell myself was that I just genuinely liked doing these things. The underlying frustration that came from that I simply redirected onto other things or people.

For example:

‘Why are my teammates so bad at this game?’

‘Why aren’t people just nice to each other?’

There was always a way to redirect my frustrations in some way, while in reality I was frustrated with myself for not pushing through the resistance I felt. It’s been this way for a very long time. When I was a teenager I would do the same thing. 

“Sometimes our thoughts are backed by so much insecurity that they create lies we believe.”

The Solution

There are probably hundreds of approaches to fixing this problem. Chances are likely that I’ve read or have known about all of them for a while now. Which in a way further developed the issues I was dealing with. I call this Paralysis By Overanalysis. Simply put, I’d rather engage in learning about how to deal with the problem than deal with the actual problem.

This, in turn, would result in feeling even more insecure, because every time I learned a new solution another thing was added to the List Of Things I Need To Do, But Can’t For Some Reason.

This is also why being addicted to something is so incredibly dangerous because whatever reasoning I had to engage in the addiction stemmed from some kind of negative emotion. The interaction is always cyclical. In the very same way, the solutions I might find can be cyclical. 

Anyone outside of the same addiction pattern would simply tell me to quit. And this is the only real solution to any addiction. The result of quitting brought up that negative emotion I had been avoiding for years now, insecurity.

Aside from writing about it and putting my insecurities on paper for everyone to read, I meditate on it every morning. I sit down and let myself get into a deep trance state. After I reach the state of being completely relaxed, I bring up this feeling of insecurity and observe it as if it wasn’t me. Then I acknowledge to myself that this is the feeling I want to overcome and that I desire to be free from it.

So far it felt like I’ve made huge progress in this. My insecurities do still arise, and I certainly have a long way to go, but working on it actively has unleashed a bunch of energy within me. I can now work on my career without feeling like a failure. I started working on art with a passion I’ve never felt before and have rekindled with the beauty of writing. These are just the first steps and I’m excited to keep working towards the life that I dream about.

“It’s only when you get beyond the emotion of fear and move into the unknown -despite the fear- that you turn your fear into passion and courage.”

~Dr. Joe Dispenza

Last Words

Thank you for reading this post, and I hope that you enjoyed reading it. If there’s anything you recognized about yourself or want to share with me, feel free to leave a comment. As I said earlier I’m making it a goal to post regularly. Some of the upcoming topics I want to write about are motivation, quitting weed, and meditation. On top, I am going to make an extra section on the blog to share my art. 

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March 7,

Restore Art, Art and about

Since I need to regularly maintain and sometimes restore my own bronze sculptures, I&#;ve started doing this work for others.

Let me know of any sculptures that need repairing or restoring, especially bronze artworks that have gone a bit dull and need some TLC 🙂

Bronze is one of the most durable materials of all, but over time it darkens, the colours can become dull. The original surface coluring (Patina) is sealed under a protective UV-resistant wax coating, but this breaks down over time and needs re-applying. Oxidation, acid rain and proximity to humid salty air often causes unwanted  surface changes, such as white or greenish &#;stains&#;, or coppery red. Confusingly, the changes in surface colouring is also called &#;patina&#;. Sometimes the changes are desirable&#; sometimes not. If you want to maintain the original surface, the bronze should be cleaned and the wax coating re-applied annually or bi-annually.

I always provide a maintenance schedule when installing my sculptures, recommending regular removal of dust and debris and rinsing with plain water and a nylon brush&#;but does anyone ever read the instructions&#;?

Reddish copppery tones started appearing on the Illawarra Memorial Coalmining Sculpture within a few years of being unveiled.  Perhaps if it had been regularly cleaned and rewaxed this wouldn&#;t have happened, however it is located close to the coast and heavy industry. Salt and acid rain impact the surface of any metal, and bronze can react in unpredictable ways. It somehow retains a memory of previous surface treatments, so it&#;s important not to experiment with random chemicals, and definitely definitely don&#;t use brasso or acids! [See images above: 10 years of exposure causing green and red, and after a thorough clean and re-wax].

I recently restored another one of my bronze sculptures that hadn&#;t been maintained for over 10 years! [see before and after pics below &#; bronze portrait bust of Sir John Gorton]. The Harcourt sandstone plinth needed a clean as well &#; mildew and grime and some nasty green streaks, but after trying a few different solutions, combined with scrubbing and rinsing&#; I restored it&#;s natural pinkish colour. The bronze had lost all of it&#;s original protective wax coating, so it was relatively easy to rub it right back and reapply a bit of patina, before re-waxing and buffing.

And it was a pleasure to restore fellow artist Rowena Hannan&#;s sculpture &#;The Marble Game&#;, at Firbank College last week. I gently removed most of the green oxidation, brightened up the dull dark areas and restored the highlights. It&#;s lovely to see the artist&#;s modelling and details come back to life during the restore/re-wax process.

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