Stream Thinking: I Don't Know Wht To Say

Listen to "Stream Thinking I Don't Know What To Say" on Spreaker. May 18, 2021 A lot of things used to get under my father’s skin. So much so that I was truly bothered as a kid. I always assumed he was pissed off at the world. Rightfully so. He was a sergeant in the Army during WWII. He never spoke of the experience. It was wrapped up so tight inside of him. Is that why he always let the smallest things irritate him? I’m not him but I’m at an age he once lived and just like my father there are a lot of things that find their way under my skin. One of them being someone who literally finds a place, a platform of potential change and they elect to project, “I don’t know what to say.” You don’t know what to say? You are studying to be Broadcaster! You want to be that person! You feel this need to be a source of energy for others. “I don’t know to what to say.” Fear plays one hell of a game on our heart. I understand the pressures behind stepping out to be seen, heard and experienced. For the love of God do you think it’s easy to write a Blog like this? The real subject of today is what we should all be saying, “Masks are a pain in the ***!” But this was the week they came off. But only if you’re vaccinated. Which basically means that this is the week masks came off. What I want to say… This is the WEAK. Am I the only one hearing about India? Oh wait. The war in the Middle East is clogging up the front page. India is still experiencing the worst of conditions. A nation that bragged about being thee place to visit because they were cured from Covid 19. I must admit. Being with no mask yesterday at a lecture shared with future Broadcasters that it felt pretty darn good not having to fight for air when my emotional message required my style of energy. It was a culture shock! What kind of habits have I developed with a diaper on my face? How about hiding boogers! I was horrified that people might catch a snot channel oozing from my nose because of allergies. The view was no longer into my eyes but they saw the rest of me. I had something to say. While the future Broadcaster kept interrupting the moment at hand with a constant grumbling that only they could control, “I don’t know what to say!” Then don’t… In a world situation such as the one we’ve been delivered if the choice is to complain about not knowing what to say. Then don’t. Excuse not accepted.