Wednesday, June 25, 2014


If this unwinding is the epilogue, the prologue was written in 2005. How prophetic that realization of what was to happen, would happen,  certainly come to pass in the next few years strike me right then-- that the sand under my feet was shifting and would leave me adrift—that occur right then in that historical trading room, the rotunda at the nation’s major s. exchange.

I will never doubt my gut feel ever again.

The indices inch higher. Only to fall someday I’m sure. But I am at peace.

I choose  the light… as the prayer goes, asamo ma sat gamaya… from untruth to truth, from death to light everlasting.


I want to get back to being what I was.

2 comments:

PQ said...

Your post is cryptic :)
I've started trading, small amount until I gain confidence. Yeah, they say trust your gut feel.

melaniereynolds said...

I think doubt is like a sickness. No matter how many times I tell myself to trust my gut, my intuition, I never cease to hesitate. My gut has never failed me, why do I still hesitate? I think because we are socially conditioned to question ourselves. Reality is never black and white.

Take care,
Melanie