As parents we need to try to find the security within ourselves to accept the face that children and parents won't always like each other's actions, that there will be times when parents and children won't be able to be friends, and that there will be times of real anger in families. But we need to know, at the same time, that moments of conflict have nothing to do with whether parents and children really love one another. It's our continuing live for our children that makes us want them to become all they can be, capable of making sound choices.
The values we care about the deepest, and the movements within society that support those values, command our love. When those things that we care about so deeply become endangered, we become enraged. And what a healthy thing that is! Without it, we would never stand up and speak out for what we believe.
Confronting our feelings and giving them appropriate expression always takes strength, not weakness. It takes strength to acknowledge our anger, and sometimes more strength yet to curb the aggressive urges anger may bring and to channel them into non violent outlets. It takes strength to face our sadness and to grieve and let our grief and anger flow in tears when the need to. It takes strength to talk about our feelings and to reach out for help and comfort when we need it.
It's been a while since I've been able to get at the bike and do some work, I have been working on finding a cheap source for a set of replacement carbs, and brainstorming with my machinist buddy on the best way to remove the broken ez-out and in turn the broken off bolt.In the mean time there have been a number of other obligations that have kept me from the bike.Today I finally rolled the old girl out of the garage and decided that I had to get something done one look at the counter shaft area of the case and I had my target.Yes that is an acorn in there who knows how that got in there!
Really there is no secret to cleaning up a greasy messy area I used some Brakleen and a screwdriver and an old towel and spent a good hour on cleaning up the mess.
Honestly while it looks a lot better it could stand to be even cleaner but with the engine still on the bike and all the parts installed I would consider this an acceptable level of cleanliness that will allow me to assess if there are any leaks, from the counter shaft the shift shaft or the clutch rod.
After that I decided to make an attempt at cleaning up the chain it was in a pretty rusty grimy state.
I used a brass wire brush and some WD-40 to clean it up and there are no kinks in the chain and all the rollers seem to be functioning. and for the time being it will serve the purpose of keeping the bike from rolling around when in gear and (hopefully) in the near future some shakedown rides.
I set the slack in the chain and that was pretty much it for the day.I hope to be able to get more done in the next few weeks and have some more interesting updates for those who are following the project.I appreciate the input and the encouragement and as always, thanks for reading!
Competition. It's a word that makes many or us very edgy, and it's a situation that we have probably been living with since we were very small.
For some people competition is a thrill, a stimulation, a challenge. For others it's a source of sadness and anger and apprehension. For still others it's a mixture of all those things.
It's not possible to go through life without competing. As one woman told me, "Competition is part of put everyday life, whether we're competing for a job, or on the soccer field, or for love." l
There are many kinds of competition, to be sure. But I think that love does have something to do with them all. In fact, I believe that if we've ever wanted someone's love then we've known what competition really means.