Tag Archive | inspitation

Water has Memory

Another short video that amazed me . I have heard the premise that water changes with your intention. I remain skeptical and curious.



Is this a problem or an inconvenience?

“One of life’s best coping mechanisms is to know the difference between an inconvenience and a problem. If you break your neck, if you have nothing to eat, if your house is on fire, then you’ve got a problem. Everything else is an inconvenience. Life is inconvenient. Life is lumpy. A lump in the oatmeal, a lump in the throat and a lump in the breast are not the same kind of lump. One needs to learn the difference.” ~ Robert Fulghum
I found this quote in the blog from Dennis Merritt Jones-author and speaker. This struck a cord with me. How often I do mistake an inconvenience for a problem. Fortunately I am learning to respond thoughtfully as opposed to just immediately reacting. I actually broke a few alarm clocks throwing them across the room because they rang- of course I was much younger. It reminds me of the bell that goes off in my mind when I use the words: never, always, must, can’t, and my personal favorite, should. I know they are just words but when I changed must and should in my mind to I choose to do something, it made a real difference. That old serenity prayer about knowing what you can change and what you can not change is real wisdom. I can only control and change myself and even that gets shaky sometimes. My thought for today. Just in case you think I am getting to serious I offer this prayer on a card my daughter gave to me.

“May those who Love us, truly Love us and those that can’t , May God turneth their hearts.
And if he can’t turn their hearts, May He turn their ankles so that we may know them by their limping.”

Surprise at Aarons Welding Shop in Black Mountain NC

When Bella and I go to the park we see many flowers but two of them are very different. They even bloom all year.  I have admired these 6 foot tall flowers often. One day I decided to go in and see how much they cost just for fun.  They were a couple hundred which didn’t really surprise me. What did surprise me was the art. I also had a real affection for the bell you rang for service- a car horn which I had to ring or honk actually. The back room looked like I would expect a welding shop to look with pieces of steel and things in a state of half repaired.  The front room had a couch and chairs and art. Fun and beauty are around every corner.

Gore Vidal was an original

The Associated Press is reporting that the lights on Broadway will be dimmed Friday night to honor the memory of Gore Vidal, whose play “The Best Man” is in the midst of a successful run at the  Schoenfield Theatre.

At 86, Mr Vidal passed away from us at his home of pneumonia. Gore Vidal is the author of twenty-four novels, five plays, many screenplays, more than two hundred essays, and a political commentator, an educator and a patriot. I admired his mind and his ability to speak his mind irregardless of others reaction.  He was one of my heroes.  I can’t say I always agreed with him, although I often did or always applauded his behavior. In 1968, I happened to watch the ill-fated exchanges on television between himself and William F. Buckley, Jr.- two powerful men with opposing opinions on just about everything. This may be when the phrase socially appropriate speech was born.

He wrote his first novel at 19 while in the army. The year I was born, 1948 he wrote “The City and the Pillar” which caused a furor for its dispassionate presentation of homosexuality. Mr.Vidal is often seen as an early champion of sexual liberation. The man was unappologetic about being gay but I hope he will be remembered for his novels about history,or his mystery novels or essays on the nature of national politics and critiques of american expansionism / imperialism. He was passionately political , ran for Congress himself and actively supported others over the years.  He helped me to formulate my own opinions on politics, free speech, and the direction of this nation. 

Two of my favorite quotes attributed to him :
 “Fifty percent of people won’t vote, and fifty percent don’t read newspapers. I hope it’s the same fifty percent.”
“There is no human problem which could not be solved if people would simply do as I advise.”

references: http://www.gorevidalnow.com/  ,   http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gore_Vidal , http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-us-canada-19074230
http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Gore_Vidal ,  http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2012/aug/01/gore-vidal-dies , http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2012/aug/01/gore-vidal-best-quotes


No Man is an Island – Part 2

John Donne, one of the most famous Metaphysica...

John Donne, one of the most famous Metaphysical Poets. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

When I was 17 years old in 1965, I went on one of the most memorable dates of my life. This was the first time I heard the poem by John Donne that sparked the song. We lived in Jersey, an hour or two from NYC.  The drinking age was 18 then which still had me underage so we were sober. (I got carded everywhere until I was 25.) Anyway we had tickets to a old fashion vaudeville show in “The City” which turned out to be very entertaining and quite great. We walked and talked and laughed and watched the people. Dinner came from street vendors, serenaded by the life and energy of New York. As it got later, time came to go back to the car……but where exactly did we leave it? We walked and walked and still could not find it. Somehow we ended up in the Bowery section and gained a walking companion. Granted he was an old drunk but a learned, interesting one who spoke to us of the preciousness of young love and life and truth. His oration of this poem brought tears to my eyes. In retrospect, what is most impressive craziness was that I was barefoot- my fancy heels were in my hand by then. Oh yes, we turned a corner and our friend was gone but we had found the car.

No Man is an Island     by John Donne

No man is an island,
Entire of itself.
Each is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less.
As well as if a promontory were.
As well as if a manor of thine own
Or of thine friend’s were.
Each man’s death diminishes me,
For I am involved in mankind.
Therefore, send not to know
For whom the bell tolls,
It tolls for thee. 

John Donne

Hiking Through a Rhododendron Tunnel

http://www.blueridgeheritage.com/attractions-destinations/wayah-bald Wayah Bald, near Franklin, North Carolina, is a popular destination for hikers, especially in the early summer when rhododendron and azalea are in bloom. Its historic fire tower affords great views of the southern Appalachian mountains in three states. Two long-distance trails, the Appalachian Trail and the Bartram Trail, cross at the tower. A picnic area is located nearby.  The second picture is from Craggy Gardens -discription below.

Wayah BaldCraggy Gardens

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My Path through posts I loved today

Today dear reader, I had the time and opportunity to spend (omg) three hours looking at the blogs I follow. When I try to delete some I think of this or that post I am glad I did not miss. There are so many I don’t get to see on a frequent basis. I really appreciate wordpress and the effort and passion that keeps blogs and people going. The following are blogs I loved today.     http://collinesblog.wordpress.com/2012/06/15/the chosen-path/ spoke of a “challenge” / “opportunity” to write for 5 timed mins without edit. An exercise suggested by http://thegypsymama.com/ on the word path. The following is my 5 mins.

 Life is long and I have followed many paths in this life. Moving from state to state, from New England to the desert of New Mexico before ending in North Carolina. I have made some incredible memories- birthing a few babies, saving a few lives and flying a small plane. The choice to become on RN was a good one but not without its challenges. I am caring, nuturing and organized but I am also not able to not take on the feelings or to not be affected by pain and loss and uncertainty that I have done enough. Intellectually I was suited but emotionally it took its toll. Did that make me a better nurse- who knows. I wanted to be an architec but I was told that I was not smart enough and girls did not do that or would they let me take wood shop. I am glad somethings have changed. Life is good. Life is what happens while you are making other plans- probably John Lennon- boy was that true for him.  No edit no judging.  More post to follow- come see. Continue reading