Life=Communication

Have you ever thought, that life can be broken down to nothing more than communications?

I speak to everyone in the same way, whether he is the garbage man or the president of the university. —Albert Einstein

 

More people could learn this way of being.  Whom did Jesus chose to associate with?

 

In the wizard of Oz, each person was looking to the Wizard to solve their problem....he was a fake.

The best thing was the relationship each formed with each other and the journey.

Why is an adult Barbie so Miserable?

Why is an adult Barbie so miserable??? Because in the real world, people know she's not real.  In the real world, there is no one to make up stories for her.  In the real world, her hollow and empty self will be played with and set aside.

If I Had a Million...

As I did dishes this morning, I thought, what would be the first thing I would do if I had a million dollars?  Well, the first thing I decided I would do is remodle my house and yard.  Not neccessarily because I want to live here...quite the contrary.  I just would want to get the most for my investment when I would sell my home...not to mention it would enhance my living while here.  How about you? What is the first idea that pops into your head?  I think this tells a lot about you as a person.

Who Are You?

It's not what we know that makes us who we are, it's who you are. Think about it!

NEVER want to add to my "Bucket List"

 

I am compiling a "Never want to add to my bucket list." This is what I have so far: Go over Niagra Falls in a barrel, ride on the wing of a plane, swim with Great White Sharks, eat Pugu Puffer Fish or Blowfish, tightrope walk between tall buildings, run with the bulls, be in the Witness Protection Program.

Rocking The Boat

If I rock the boat, it will be for 1 of three reasons...to hoist the sail, grab a bucket, or put on a life jacket.

Are We Really That Different From Highschool?

I was with my writers group and it was this one guys turn to read.  Since I was new to this group, I had no idea what to expect.  Well, he began to read;  If you looked up the word monotone in the dictionary, it would say, "listen to this guy."  At first I was able to force myself to concentrate.  Then I found myself doodling art work on his pass out read-a-long sheet, next I found myself studying the faces and what the other people in the room were doing.  That's when it hit me!  This is exactly how I would have behaved in a classroom back in highschool!  I pictured myself like a Charlie Brown character with my head hung over the back of the chair and my arms and legs hanging limp by my sides like I had just been shot.  See, some things never change ;)

Republican Debate

I couldn't disagree more with the news media who won the Republican debate.  Romney and Perry came across as sweating idiots grasping for familiar territory...they did receive most of the air time.  Cain, Johnson, and Paul would make the best foreign relations Presidents.  Santorum came across well but Roemer should save his money.  Bachmann was pretty much flat and had no fire.  Johnson opened the doors to possibilities with his joke that his neighbors dogs have made more shovel ready jobs than the present administration. But one last thought, if most would like to have Gingrich as their running mate, why wouldn't he be the obvious choice for the Republican candidate?

Flash Mob

So I took a leap of faith and answered yes to being part of a flash mob.  I can't believe I'm doing it.  But don't you ever wonder if you may never have the opportunity to do something again? How long will this fad last?  How long will my body be able to move like this?!

Remember Big Families

Last night I went to a friends 70th birthday surprise party.  Before the evening was over the conversation switched to "the good old days" and I loved it.  You can't beat the memories of large families and  Aunts and Uncles.  It brought back stories at Grandma's house with strange looking women wearing dresses adorned with Austrian crystal  jewelry, and men in dark suits with skinny ties.  We talked of Sleepovers with cousins lined like sardines on the lving room floor.  We laughed how conversations would switch from English to Italian, German, Polish, to save little ears from hearing too much. Ah, and the food!

Friends

Friends come in so many varities.  They enter in and out of your life continually.  There are some you carry throughout your lifetime, and then there are those who only land for a moment.  What would the world be like without friends??? Someone to confide in? Someone who offers a kind word when it feels like the world is against you?  Someone who restores you to who you are.

Do I want someone so uninvolved in my life, in my life???

I'd made enough mistakes in the past and was certain I had a firm grip on a quality life. I looked at what seemed important and moved to it. I was confident in who I was and what I believed.  I was happy and determined to stay that way. 7 years later I am so unhappy.  I have the security but nothing else, and that feels like an illusion as well. I have now mastered the art of compromise; rejecting my true self for what? If money is the root of all evil, then I believe I sold out to the power the lack of it has. 

Welcome to the Wonderful World of Adult Children

As I recall, it was a lot more fun being a teenager than being the parent of one.  When my son was a baby, he was classified as a "high needs" child.  I believe it had something to do with his 30 minute delievery in which the doctor yanked him out with forcepts, using them not just once but twice, leaving bruises on his eye lid and ears. I would think, I can hardly wait until he grows up so I can reason with him!  Well, I'm still waiting!  I think the forcepts severed the connector between his brain and mouth.  Why is it there is no warning signal going off in his head which says, "I better not say another word because I'm about to die!" Or how about something as simple as, "I'm really not going to get what I want if I continue on this path." He explains to me that is it my life duty to supply him with all his needs until he finishes college; that I should kiss the ground he walks on because his is going to school. Pleeaase?!  Where did he ever come up with this B.S.?!