This is quite a time we live in. Extraordinary and exciting, dangerous and scary, full of promise for the future and the making of historic moments, we are living in a time that will be studied by future generations. Our decisions are important and significant because they change us as a society, which will change our future path and the direction of future generations.
We are altering our own normality which in my opinion is vital and important. We NEED to do this because we NEED to grow and that growth will strengthen our children, grandchildren, and beyond. It is exciting because this is how we as humans progress. It is also scary because we cannot predict what certain changes will mean and we need to be careful with the changes we make. I will offer some examples.
As the industrial revolution took hold of this country, we slowly moved towards production capabilities never known to human beings in the history of the world. As we grew and continued to create, invent, and establish new forms of production of material goods and services we started to grow our thinking and understanding of how certain things work.
We created steam engines which powered trains and ships which led to greater migration patterns and distribution of goods bought and sold. This was a great advance. One unintended consequence of this was also the spread of certain diseases, to people who had no natural immunity built up because that particular virus or bacteria has never before been introduced to them, as well as birds, bugs, animals, and rodents to places not known to them prior, which in turn changes those new environments.
We eventually created a combustion engine which led to the creation of vehicles which allow for personal transportation and transportation on a smaller scale. This also and at approximately the same time allowed for larger types of transportation as well in the forms of trucks, buses, ships, and eventually even aircraft for distribution of goods and transportation of people for personal reasons, economic reasons, production reasons, as well as military reasons.
These same advances brought about change that strengthened our economy, military, global positioning, and industry as well as our personal lives and opportunities. These engines also run in factories, lawn mowers, leaf blowers, motorcycles, street sweepers, generators, and on and on. They have made our day to day lives extraordinary and much easier, full of new possibilities.
But they of course have a negative consequence as well. They have a byproduct that is extremely unhealthy for our bodies and for the environment. CO2. This gas that these engines produce and omit has the effect of killing us if we breathe too much of it directly. This gas has the same effect on us if we put too much of it in our atmosphere. I believe it is atmosphere and not stratosphere. Point being the more we pump into our air the closer we come to changing our planet in a way that is going to have an effect on our physical lives both personal and professional, and on our future.
We have altered the planet by our collective behavior over the last 100 to 150 years in such a way that could mean significant changes to what we know and the way we know it when it comes to our lives and geography. I say could because we can still change some of our behaviors and alter some of our current ways so that we do not end up destroying ourselves.
Of course combustion engines are not the only way we add this and other gasses to our environment that have an effect on our global environment...they just happen to be one of the largest ways. Another would be cattle and the methane they produce. The number of cows has grown exponentially globally because of the market for them which is a byproduct of the equal explosion of global human population, but the cattle we breed globally produce a great amount of methane which contributes to this same problem.
If you happen to be one of those who does not believe in global warming or the trends that scientists are predicting because of it, I would simply refer to the above example of breathing the output of just one combustion engine and the deadly health risks doing such a thing represents. While our atmosphere can absorb some of these gasses, one must admit there has to be a limit to how much and for how long it can take prolonged exposure, it only makes sense there will be a limit and at some point the balance will turn to the negative. This is reasonable and to ignore the point of diminishing return is at the least costly and at the most naive.
Of course a discussion of development and change would not be complete without at least a mention of the weapons that we have developed and created. The potential for destroying ourselves several times over has existed for decades now and the threat is very real. With irresponsible leaders of the world taking power and gaining these weapons, how will this play out? Again...a very interesting time to be living in and a part of.
We have recently elected a new president, which was both historic because of his racial background, as well as significant because of the mix of financial issues, other domestic issues, and foreign policy issues, not to mention two active wars we are fighting...and I am increasingly amused and find curious the reactions I have came across since this has happened. Some people are elated and some are very scared. Those filled with fear sometimes will quote comments made by the political right to base those fears on...fair enough...that is their belief system at work...and others can't articulate their reasons for the fear...they are just...scared.
About a year and a half ago I read both of the president-elects books. I started telling the people in my groups that I was running at the time that this guy has the skills, background, education, and experience necessary to bring people together...he has already built a long history of bringing people together and has been doing this for 20 plus years...since before he was the president of Harvard's Law Review...he is someone...if anyone can...that has the potential to bring the people of this country together...has the potential to bring world leaders together...except maybe those that can not see past the color of his skin...and if he could make it through the press and political gauntlet...that I would vote for him because of the man...not the party...I am registered with one party but frankly...I do not vote party...any party...I vote people...I do not vote for people I don't like or believe in...personally...that's just me...
The choice has been made by this country and now it is up to the man to follow through and do what is needed. Whether or not you voted for him...he is now our president as Americans. Whether or not you are elated or scared...this is a time of change and change itself is scary. He is human so is bound to make some mistakes...but he is cognizant of what our history is...and what we need to do domestically and globally. My hope and prayer...is that this change will be a change for the better for now and leave a footprint for a better change for our future. Only time will tell. But if we can come together and unite...as a people...as a country...we are much more likely to remain the strong world leader that we have come to be...and that is really the goal isn't it?
Saturday, November 8, 2008
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
My Goal...
Have you ever wondered if you make a difference? I mean we all make some difference just by living our lives and being around...that whole systems theory thing...everything has an affect and effect on everything else...the It's A Wonderful Life thing...the ripples in a pond theory...
I mean really...truly....strongly...passionately...tenaciously...make a difference to people...someone...do you create a lasting and reverberating impact?
Who has made a lasting impact on you?
Many people have greatly impacted me through the course of my life. My father was my hero...and in many ways still is. He was an excellent example of how to be a man, father, provider, husband. Of course he had his flaws...he was very much the authoritarian and had very strict boundaries and a quick and hot temper. There were many times I remember being scared and feeling like I did not want to let him down. But he was a hard worker and that included working to be a good father.
I am now older than he lived to be. He was 39 when he passed in a car accident on his way home. One mistake...one bad choice...and it was all over...his story...his life...my mentor.
I am forever amazed at how hard he worked and at how much time he made for my brother and I. He was accomplished in several things and always found time for us. He was always busy...but always there for us. It will forever amaze me when I see people reaching for lofty goals such as people becoming a good spouse or a good parent, and then achieving it.
I still marvel at the way some people are able to be so together in their lives. Even on a good day I find myself tracking less than I desire for myself to be as a parent, as a husband, as a professional, as an individual. Infinitely human and vulnerable to human frailties. I am strong...I am not weak...but I am human.
So with looking at my mentor...and other mentors I have had in my life...I then ask myself...am I leaving a legacy of impacting...truly impacting others? I sure hope so. I am trying. I know sometimes...I fall shy of my goal...but I sure hope when everything is said and done...that I can look back and feel good about the trail I have left behind.
I hope that whatever good I am as an example to others in my life...great or small...I can improve and grow the good...grow the impact...reach for greater heights. I pray that someday...I have made a difference...for someone...somewhere...for the greater good.
Make the world a better place...to live and love in...and maybe...just maybe...our children will pick up that torch...and carry it forward to the next generation...and the world will be a better place....for us having been in it for awhile...
I mean really...truly....strongly...passionately...tenaciously...make a difference to people...someone...do you create a lasting and reverberating impact?
Who has made a lasting impact on you?
Many people have greatly impacted me through the course of my life. My father was my hero...and in many ways still is. He was an excellent example of how to be a man, father, provider, husband. Of course he had his flaws...he was very much the authoritarian and had very strict boundaries and a quick and hot temper. There were many times I remember being scared and feeling like I did not want to let him down. But he was a hard worker and that included working to be a good father.
I am now older than he lived to be. He was 39 when he passed in a car accident on his way home. One mistake...one bad choice...and it was all over...his story...his life...my mentor.
I am forever amazed at how hard he worked and at how much time he made for my brother and I. He was accomplished in several things and always found time for us. He was always busy...but always there for us. It will forever amaze me when I see people reaching for lofty goals such as people becoming a good spouse or a good parent, and then achieving it.
I still marvel at the way some people are able to be so together in their lives. Even on a good day I find myself tracking less than I desire for myself to be as a parent, as a husband, as a professional, as an individual. Infinitely human and vulnerable to human frailties. I am strong...I am not weak...but I am human.
So with looking at my mentor...and other mentors I have had in my life...I then ask myself...am I leaving a legacy of impacting...truly impacting others? I sure hope so. I am trying. I know sometimes...I fall shy of my goal...but I sure hope when everything is said and done...that I can look back and feel good about the trail I have left behind.
I hope that whatever good I am as an example to others in my life...great or small...I can improve and grow the good...grow the impact...reach for greater heights. I pray that someday...I have made a difference...for someone...somewhere...for the greater good.
Make the world a better place...to live and love in...and maybe...just maybe...our children will pick up that torch...and carry it forward to the next generation...and the world will be a better place....for us having been in it for awhile...
Saturday, October 4, 2008
Things that made me go Hmm...
In reponse to a comment left on the last post...
*gibberish blather...
*wannabe writer...
*doubt about personal integrity...
Hmm...
Methinks it is not my personal integrity at question here...I said I disagreed with your arguments...I didn't call you names...I could…but I don’t…I don’t even want to…I’m not sure why you do…
I have made a recorded history of expressing opinion that is strong and strongly expressed, but balanced… I also backed off of this “discourse” earlier because of this type of behavior…if disparaging this writer is the best that you can think to do in your intellectual arguments when presenting your views, then I do understand the psychology of whom I am dealing with and I have no desire to engage. If you would like to continue this conversation, I need to deal with an adult.
Personal assaults are abusive and really show a lack of ability…they do not forward your arguments…they degrade your points of view that you are attempting to make. They are harmful…and unfortunate. I would suggest writing your responses, if you decide to continue, with less emotion and more rationale. Just a suggestion if you really have a desire in challenging my thought process.
*I will argue that a majority of United States citizens no longer can agree on a clear definition of what freedom means...
I would argue that this has been a problem since the inception of the country. Do I believe in uprooting indigenous peoples? How about enslaving other people from a whole different continent? We fought a civil war based on the difference in definition of freedom. We are still fighting political wars over the definition of freedom. Abortion, gay marriage, executions, drug use, smoking, toking, stroking, in God we trust, taxation, unfettered capitalism, prayer in schools, on and on…we don’t agree on the fine points. No...I think the definition of what our freedom means and how far it extends has been an age old question since, as I said before…our country’s inception…but that doesn’t mean that everything I have already asserted isn’t accurate, correct, or “right”.
You have also quoted several things I have written but have taken them completely out of context to suit your purpose much like we consistently watch media and political parties do…and while I can understand how one might develop a cynical approach to the things I have written…the dysfunctions of some of the members of our society are an unfortunate but realistic part of our society…but not the entire society as a whole…and while I stand by my past assertions to the degrading pieces of this society…mine is more of a call to recognition in order to change what is there as opposed to hiding from it and acting as if it is not there…a call to change if you will…and yes…meaning must be a large part of it. Apparently we disagree on this point…this fine point…but I stand by what I have written and believe it, and here in America...we can agree to disagree.
*Yet, they are clearly equally divided into two groups arguing about what is not freedom.
I would argue that there are many more than simply two groups…even if you are talking political systems there may be two major parties…but last time I checked the two major financially backed candidates are not the only people, based on organized political parties that are running for president. We are fractured by groups of differentiating thought. There are always several out there who are representing those that fundamentally disagree with either of the two major parties. But that still doesn’t attack the heart of what I asserted. We collectively believe in freedom…and we spread that idea around the world…and to those that are of a closed mind…the idea of freedom is dangerous.
*Do you share in the same freedoms as your Father? I suggest looking for the resources that reflect what your senses are telling you. Something contrary to a habitual practice of digesting the interpretations of the talking heads, religious leadership or politicians.
My father was born into a different country, Spain, into a civil war being perpetrated by a ruthless dictator who murdered large amounts of people, and into an economy that was far behind where we are even today. My father ran from there as a teen and many years later eventually landed here in this land. My perspective is different and my reasoning sound. Where my ideas and thinking come from are not based on CNN, MSNBC, or FOX. While I do agree that one’s senses are how one creates understanding and therefore a perspective…I think maybe your assumptions about others should not be so narrow as to think that everyone comes from the same background or perspective…or be so braindead as to not think for themselves...but all that still does not shake my point in that “patriotic proclamation” as you coined it, which I gotta admit…I kinda like. Thanks for the kudo.
This nation believes in freedom…and we should. Defining things is also something I have written about in the past. It is vitally important…but even in the defining of a thing there will be divisive controversy. This is human nature.
I would also like to challenge the challenger here. Mine is an opinion created from observation and self-exploration. Observing what my fellow Americans have done and are doing…and what I have seen as important to my own path. I am not simply espousing or regurgitating someone else’s rhetoric. I simply…wrote what I believe. I would however suggest that your challenges are brought forward by simple rule of philosophical thought, challenge, and contradiction and therefore are simply a rote reaction to an idea expressed. Not even because you believe differently. Questioning a statement for the sake of the question and not in where it will go…it is the movement rather than the importance…you are actually strengthening the point I made in We the People…LOL…because it is our freedom here in this great country that allows me to speak my observations, and allows you to challenge them…
*The fact is, as I said at the beginning of our discussion, that the wannabe writer does not have a need for knowledge of the truth about what is right or good.
This is not a fact. In essence you are making a judgment of me here…and once again the assertion is personal rather than philosophical…but even if you take the personal out of it…a need for knowledge of truth of what is right and good….sounds like the sentiment of the religious right…asserting your idea of what is right upon me…without the option for alternative. Isn’t this exactly what you accuse me of doing?
For shame LOL…come on dude…
*gibberish blather...
*wannabe writer...
*doubt about personal integrity...
Hmm...
Methinks it is not my personal integrity at question here...I said I disagreed with your arguments...I didn't call you names...I could…but I don’t…I don’t even want to…I’m not sure why you do…
I have made a recorded history of expressing opinion that is strong and strongly expressed, but balanced… I also backed off of this “discourse” earlier because of this type of behavior…if disparaging this writer is the best that you can think to do in your intellectual arguments when presenting your views, then I do understand the psychology of whom I am dealing with and I have no desire to engage. If you would like to continue this conversation, I need to deal with an adult.
Personal assaults are abusive and really show a lack of ability…they do not forward your arguments…they degrade your points of view that you are attempting to make. They are harmful…and unfortunate. I would suggest writing your responses, if you decide to continue, with less emotion and more rationale. Just a suggestion if you really have a desire in challenging my thought process.
*I will argue that a majority of United States citizens no longer can agree on a clear definition of what freedom means...
I would argue that this has been a problem since the inception of the country. Do I believe in uprooting indigenous peoples? How about enslaving other people from a whole different continent? We fought a civil war based on the difference in definition of freedom. We are still fighting political wars over the definition of freedom. Abortion, gay marriage, executions, drug use, smoking, toking, stroking, in God we trust, taxation, unfettered capitalism, prayer in schools, on and on…we don’t agree on the fine points. No...I think the definition of what our freedom means and how far it extends has been an age old question since, as I said before…our country’s inception…but that doesn’t mean that everything I have already asserted isn’t accurate, correct, or “right”.
You have also quoted several things I have written but have taken them completely out of context to suit your purpose much like we consistently watch media and political parties do…and while I can understand how one might develop a cynical approach to the things I have written…the dysfunctions of some of the members of our society are an unfortunate but realistic part of our society…but not the entire society as a whole…and while I stand by my past assertions to the degrading pieces of this society…mine is more of a call to recognition in order to change what is there as opposed to hiding from it and acting as if it is not there…a call to change if you will…and yes…meaning must be a large part of it. Apparently we disagree on this point…this fine point…but I stand by what I have written and believe it, and here in America...we can agree to disagree.
*Yet, they are clearly equally divided into two groups arguing about what is not freedom.
I would argue that there are many more than simply two groups…even if you are talking political systems there may be two major parties…but last time I checked the two major financially backed candidates are not the only people, based on organized political parties that are running for president. We are fractured by groups of differentiating thought. There are always several out there who are representing those that fundamentally disagree with either of the two major parties. But that still doesn’t attack the heart of what I asserted. We collectively believe in freedom…and we spread that idea around the world…and to those that are of a closed mind…the idea of freedom is dangerous.
*Do you share in the same freedoms as your Father? I suggest looking for the resources that reflect what your senses are telling you. Something contrary to a habitual practice of digesting the interpretations of the talking heads, religious leadership or politicians.
My father was born into a different country, Spain, into a civil war being perpetrated by a ruthless dictator who murdered large amounts of people, and into an economy that was far behind where we are even today. My father ran from there as a teen and many years later eventually landed here in this land. My perspective is different and my reasoning sound. Where my ideas and thinking come from are not based on CNN, MSNBC, or FOX. While I do agree that one’s senses are how one creates understanding and therefore a perspective…I think maybe your assumptions about others should not be so narrow as to think that everyone comes from the same background or perspective…or be so braindead as to not think for themselves...but all that still does not shake my point in that “patriotic proclamation” as you coined it, which I gotta admit…I kinda like. Thanks for the kudo.
This nation believes in freedom…and we should. Defining things is also something I have written about in the past. It is vitally important…but even in the defining of a thing there will be divisive controversy. This is human nature.
I would also like to challenge the challenger here. Mine is an opinion created from observation and self-exploration. Observing what my fellow Americans have done and are doing…and what I have seen as important to my own path. I am not simply espousing or regurgitating someone else’s rhetoric. I simply…wrote what I believe. I would however suggest that your challenges are brought forward by simple rule of philosophical thought, challenge, and contradiction and therefore are simply a rote reaction to an idea expressed. Not even because you believe differently. Questioning a statement for the sake of the question and not in where it will go…it is the movement rather than the importance…you are actually strengthening the point I made in We the People…LOL…because it is our freedom here in this great country that allows me to speak my observations, and allows you to challenge them…
*The fact is, as I said at the beginning of our discussion, that the wannabe writer does not have a need for knowledge of the truth about what is right or good.
This is not a fact. In essence you are making a judgment of me here…and once again the assertion is personal rather than philosophical…but even if you take the personal out of it…a need for knowledge of truth of what is right and good….sounds like the sentiment of the religious right…asserting your idea of what is right upon me…without the option for alternative. Isn’t this exactly what you accuse me of doing?
For shame LOL…come on dude…
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Tiptoeing through the tulips...
A Dickens reference? Really? Uh....OK....
First…I want to say…I appreciate your answering my writing with your thoughts and appreciate you putting what you think out there…and I appreciate your reading my writing as well. Thank you. I don’t have many readers and have even less that will step up…so I do appreciate someone sharing…
As far as responding to what you wrote…
Your first paragraph was simply hard to understand…only thing I really got out of it was that you think I am supposed to be doing something other than expressing my opinion on my own blog. This is incorrect and an assumption on your part. The whole purpose for me to write here is to say something that I think and believe…not to prove anything to anyone…it isn’t even to please or displease…just simply to express thought…this is an expression and if you disagree with my assertion…welp…I am OK with that…in fact…I am quite open to that…but I would appreciate the opposing assertion at least stay in context with what I was talking about…
Most of the rest of what you wrote seemed to be efforts to somehow argue a few of the points I made through my piece…and frankly…the arguing against us having a society that believes in freedom….even though freedom is basically an illusion…a point I have made and referred to in other previous blogs…does not make sense to me.
I personally think this is not a logical argument given the constitution, the declaration of independence, and even in a more recent example…what was expressed and acted upon after the events of 911…from people across this country…
I make the point that our society believes in freedom…not that we are actually free in every way, shape, and form…and honestly…I believe I was pretty clear in my assertions…I made several of them and after rereading what I wrote…I still feel good about it and stand by it. It is in the belief…the very idea…of freedom that we hold our strength and our collective power resides.
As far as your offer of insight for the future…I am not sure what it is that you are referencing because the quotes that you are obviously using from different sources around the Internet are not making a clear and cohesive point in context to what I was writing about or saying. Don’t get me wrong…I am not trying to blow off anyone…but frankly I don’t follow your reasoning or logic in reference to what I wrote and what I was trying to say…you are arguing a point…I get that…but your point is lost to me in part because it strays from the context of the conversation…
Are you arguing that Americans do not believe in freedom? Really? Is that your assertion?
If that is your assertion then I would highly disagree with you. If that is not what you were trying to say then forgive me…because see…that was the point of the piece I wrote…that and the moral of the story being that we “should” believe in freedom and we “should” be working hard to spread that word, belief, and idea around the world. Referring to Saddam Hussein regarding helping his people is like referring to Adolph Hitler helping German Jews by starting the VW company. That just doesn’t make sense to me.
I do not see how Saddam Hussein relates to what organizations like the Peace Corps, an organization who helps people around the world and are manned by Americans and was started by Americans and came forward as an idea and assertion from Americans, and other organizations that Americans help out in like Green Peace, and UNICEF have to do with your reference.
See…this is what I was saying about rhetoric a year ago…when I am writing…I am trying to make a point with my point…it is not about winning to me…it is not about simplistic inconsequential competition. There must be a meaning to the point…otherwise it is superficial and insignificant. It has to mean something to have an impact that is lasting. The power in words is in the ideas and beliefs behind them…it’s not in the strategic manipulation of gaining but in their ability to transform…and in transformation there is lasting meaning and true power…anything else is just…wind…
Namaste
Peace, sunsets, serenity, and prayer…
Just for kicks...
Thought you might get a kick outta this too LOL...This is an example of talking...but just not saying anything \;') blowing wind LOL...
Even Katie Courick is going....uh...what?!?
Enjoy
Watch CBS Videos Online
First…I want to say…I appreciate your answering my writing with your thoughts and appreciate you putting what you think out there…and I appreciate your reading my writing as well. Thank you. I don’t have many readers and have even less that will step up…so I do appreciate someone sharing…
As far as responding to what you wrote…
Your first paragraph was simply hard to understand…only thing I really got out of it was that you think I am supposed to be doing something other than expressing my opinion on my own blog. This is incorrect and an assumption on your part. The whole purpose for me to write here is to say something that I think and believe…not to prove anything to anyone…it isn’t even to please or displease…just simply to express thought…this is an expression and if you disagree with my assertion…welp…I am OK with that…in fact…I am quite open to that…but I would appreciate the opposing assertion at least stay in context with what I was talking about…
Most of the rest of what you wrote seemed to be efforts to somehow argue a few of the points I made through my piece…and frankly…the arguing against us having a society that believes in freedom….even though freedom is basically an illusion…a point I have made and referred to in other previous blogs…does not make sense to me.
I personally think this is not a logical argument given the constitution, the declaration of independence, and even in a more recent example…what was expressed and acted upon after the events of 911…from people across this country…
I make the point that our society believes in freedom…not that we are actually free in every way, shape, and form…and honestly…I believe I was pretty clear in my assertions…I made several of them and after rereading what I wrote…I still feel good about it and stand by it. It is in the belief…the very idea…of freedom that we hold our strength and our collective power resides.
As far as your offer of insight for the future…I am not sure what it is that you are referencing because the quotes that you are obviously using from different sources around the Internet are not making a clear and cohesive point in context to what I was writing about or saying. Don’t get me wrong…I am not trying to blow off anyone…but frankly I don’t follow your reasoning or logic in reference to what I wrote and what I was trying to say…you are arguing a point…I get that…but your point is lost to me in part because it strays from the context of the conversation…
Are you arguing that Americans do not believe in freedom? Really? Is that your assertion?
If that is your assertion then I would highly disagree with you. If that is not what you were trying to say then forgive me…because see…that was the point of the piece I wrote…that and the moral of the story being that we “should” believe in freedom and we “should” be working hard to spread that word, belief, and idea around the world. Referring to Saddam Hussein regarding helping his people is like referring to Adolph Hitler helping German Jews by starting the VW company. That just doesn’t make sense to me.
I do not see how Saddam Hussein relates to what organizations like the Peace Corps, an organization who helps people around the world and are manned by Americans and was started by Americans and came forward as an idea and assertion from Americans, and other organizations that Americans help out in like Green Peace, and UNICEF have to do with your reference.
See…this is what I was saying about rhetoric a year ago…when I am writing…I am trying to make a point with my point…it is not about winning to me…it is not about simplistic inconsequential competition. There must be a meaning to the point…otherwise it is superficial and insignificant. It has to mean something to have an impact that is lasting. The power in words is in the ideas and beliefs behind them…it’s not in the strategic manipulation of gaining but in their ability to transform…and in transformation there is lasting meaning and true power…anything else is just…wind…
Namaste
Peace, sunsets, serenity, and prayer…
Just for kicks...
Thought you might get a kick outta this too LOL...This is an example of talking...but just not saying anything \;') blowing wind LOL...
Even Katie Courick is going....uh...what?!?
Enjoy
Watch CBS Videos Online
Saturday, September 27, 2008
We the people...
We the people...
We the people is a powerful phrase in this here land...it actually means something in this great society. I for one am glad to have it as part of my life, knowledge, history, and example. With a loud and boisterous upraised voice...we the people have the ability to speak. We the people have the ability to be heard. No matter what our message might be...because sometimes it truly is of the greatest importance...and sometimes it is trivial and trite...but here...in this wonderful land...we the people means something...and we have a collective voice...that can be heard.
I truly love this country. Our foundation certainly had a rocky start and at times...it's true...our government and leaders made choices that have been harmful...but all in all...I think...personally...we are in the middle of the most amazing society and land in the history of mankind.
Which....I recognize....is really saying something because there have been several amazing societies before us...Greeks, Romans, Persians, Egyptians, Chinese to name a few...there are certainly other amazing societies alive and around us now...but never before has there been such a mix...such a freedom...such opportunity...as the society we have created here. It makes me very proud...and glad...to have my children live and learn here...to be in this mix...to be a part of it...
We have problems too...don't get me wrong...I recognize this as well...serious problems as of late...things that we desperately need to address and work on...many problems of many types...problems that make many of us...feel overwhelmed...and angry...because we haven't worked out the solutions yet...but we are truly human...and no society or government...no body of people...no....body....is perfect...or is gonna be...so...we will continue to do our best...despite our weaknesses...
We the people of this great land have compassion...we have empathy...we the people care...we the people reach out to try to help...to build community here at home and around the world...to share what we have come to know...
We the people of this great land serve as an example...of what people around the world should be...as an example of how we should be doing....how we should be being...as human beings...as global partners and neighbors...for every negative thing that an American company or government has done...there are equal positive examples of what we the people have done around the globe to help and hold up in support...to exemplify and cheer...to comfort and heal...to fight injustices and wrongs...to try to do right by....people...other people...that are in need of help...
We the people of this great land have a capacity that no other land could have...because we all know we are in this fight for survival together...there is a unity that underlies those stars and stripes...there is a cohesion that no terrorist will ever be able to sever. Because this country is not based on bloodline and ethnic continuity, this country is not based on birthright, this country is not based on the privilege that so many bicker about around the globe.
This country is based on ideals and values.
This country is based on an idea.
This country is based on a belief.
In the end, an idea and a belief is stronger than blood ties. An idea and a belief is stronger than simply occupying space for a long time. An idea and a belief becomes the soul of a society. An idea and belief becomes a society's identity. An idea and belief becomes alive in the hearts and minds of those people that live it...because it lives in them. An idea and a belief becomes something worth dieing for...worth protecting...at all costs...
This is what the terrorists around the world do not understand...because what they are fighting against when fighting against us...we the people of this great nation...is not just military might, money, or power. They are fighting against the very ideas and beliefs that we the people uphold. The ideas and beliefs that we live, day to day. The ideas and beliefs that this great nation was actually founded on. We are here because we CHOOSE to be here. Not simply because we were born here.
We are powerful and great not because of our might...or our military...but because of what we believe...and hold to be true....as...we the people. The terrorists around the world are actually fighting against themselves when they fight us. Fighting themselves because they struggle through the same things as we do and want many of the same things as we do...better lives for themselves and their families, freedoms, a voice...and because they are fighting against themselves...they will never get what they want...they can never win...a house divided against itself will fall...just as the Bible says...all the terrorists can do is harm...but it will not get them what they really want. They and their families will not be better off until we start to heal instead of harm each other. Hatred will only lead to more hatred, violence to more violence, bloodshed to more bloodshed. They will never get what they want. To live their lives peacefully and love their families.
If they were to look at who we are...not simply what they think we represent...they would see the forged strength of our ideas and belief...that every human being has a right to freedom...has a right to speak their belief...has a right to believe whatever they want...has a right to exist...has a right to worship...has a right to live...in whatever way they CHOOSE...as long as they are not hurting others in their doing so...
Those that fight against us...us meaning and defined as...we the people....of this great land and nation...not just our government...or our industry...because frankly both of those entities have made harmful mistakes and choices around the world that would leave someone whom has been harmed by them distrustful and hurt...and therefore angry and resentful...but those that fight against our way of life...they will not be able to break us...to break our will or spirit...
The reason they will not be able to break us...is because of the idea...the belief...that we are free...free from tyranny and oppression...free from someone telling us how to think and what to believe...a belief that freedom should be a right to every human being...everywhere...that freedom is too important to each American...we let the genie out of the bottle folks...and once it's out...there just ain't no getting him back in.
We do not have to bow down and cower...we do not have to close our mouths or our minds...even when some in our own society call for others to do exactly that...what we have created is just too important...too vital...too significant. We must protect our freedoms here at home...and we must help others around the world to discover what we have found out...and we can never go back...
The price for protectionism is too high if it includes the human rights and freedoms that many in this great nation now take for granted. I cannot imagine living under oppressive conditions because a government or a religion commands that I do. Even the conformity that I live in here sometimes feels oppressive. Having to conform to an employers desires and treatment can emotionally have that taint of oppression...but this is America!...if I truly don't like it...I can leave and start elsewhere or start my own business...or go live under a bridge...I have freedom to CHOOSE...something different.
We the people...have the option...to CHOOSE...how we want to live...how we want to love...how we want to make a living...who we want to be...and even today...in many areas of the world...many countries around the globe...still do not offer their people a simple choice...all any American really has to do to see how great this country is...is travel to other countries...see things for yourselves...the oppression is out there folks...the differences are there....even in this day, time, and era.
We the People of the United States, in Order to form a more perfect Union, establish Justice, insure domestic Tranquility, provide for the common defence, promote the general Welfare, and secure the Blessings of Liberty to ourselves and our Posterity, do ordain and establish this Constitution for the United States of America.
May God bless us one and all.
We the people is a powerful phrase in this here land...it actually means something in this great society. I for one am glad to have it as part of my life, knowledge, history, and example. With a loud and boisterous upraised voice...we the people have the ability to speak. We the people have the ability to be heard. No matter what our message might be...because sometimes it truly is of the greatest importance...and sometimes it is trivial and trite...but here...in this wonderful land...we the people means something...and we have a collective voice...that can be heard.
I truly love this country. Our foundation certainly had a rocky start and at times...it's true...our government and leaders made choices that have been harmful...but all in all...I think...personally...we are in the middle of the most amazing society and land in the history of mankind.
Which....I recognize....is really saying something because there have been several amazing societies before us...Greeks, Romans, Persians, Egyptians, Chinese to name a few...there are certainly other amazing societies alive and around us now...but never before has there been such a mix...such a freedom...such opportunity...as the society we have created here. It makes me very proud...and glad...to have my children live and learn here...to be in this mix...to be a part of it...
We have problems too...don't get me wrong...I recognize this as well...serious problems as of late...things that we desperately need to address and work on...many problems of many types...problems that make many of us...feel overwhelmed...and angry...because we haven't worked out the solutions yet...but we are truly human...and no society or government...no body of people...no....body....is perfect...or is gonna be...so...we will continue to do our best...despite our weaknesses...
We the people of this great land have compassion...we have empathy...we the people care...we the people reach out to try to help...to build community here at home and around the world...to share what we have come to know...
We the people of this great land serve as an example...of what people around the world should be...as an example of how we should be doing....how we should be being...as human beings...as global partners and neighbors...for every negative thing that an American company or government has done...there are equal positive examples of what we the people have done around the globe to help and hold up in support...to exemplify and cheer...to comfort and heal...to fight injustices and wrongs...to try to do right by....people...other people...that are in need of help...
We the people of this great land have a capacity that no other land could have...because we all know we are in this fight for survival together...there is a unity that underlies those stars and stripes...there is a cohesion that no terrorist will ever be able to sever. Because this country is not based on bloodline and ethnic continuity, this country is not based on birthright, this country is not based on the privilege that so many bicker about around the globe.
This country is based on ideals and values.
This country is based on an idea.
This country is based on a belief.
In the end, an idea and a belief is stronger than blood ties. An idea and a belief is stronger than simply occupying space for a long time. An idea and a belief becomes the soul of a society. An idea and belief becomes a society's identity. An idea and belief becomes alive in the hearts and minds of those people that live it...because it lives in them. An idea and a belief becomes something worth dieing for...worth protecting...at all costs...
This is what the terrorists around the world do not understand...because what they are fighting against when fighting against us...we the people of this great nation...is not just military might, money, or power. They are fighting against the very ideas and beliefs that we the people uphold. The ideas and beliefs that we live, day to day. The ideas and beliefs that this great nation was actually founded on. We are here because we CHOOSE to be here. Not simply because we were born here.
We are powerful and great not because of our might...or our military...but because of what we believe...and hold to be true....as...we the people. The terrorists around the world are actually fighting against themselves when they fight us. Fighting themselves because they struggle through the same things as we do and want many of the same things as we do...better lives for themselves and their families, freedoms, a voice...and because they are fighting against themselves...they will never get what they want...they can never win...a house divided against itself will fall...just as the Bible says...all the terrorists can do is harm...but it will not get them what they really want. They and their families will not be better off until we start to heal instead of harm each other. Hatred will only lead to more hatred, violence to more violence, bloodshed to more bloodshed. They will never get what they want. To live their lives peacefully and love their families.
If they were to look at who we are...not simply what they think we represent...they would see the forged strength of our ideas and belief...that every human being has a right to freedom...has a right to speak their belief...has a right to believe whatever they want...has a right to exist...has a right to worship...has a right to live...in whatever way they CHOOSE...as long as they are not hurting others in their doing so...
Those that fight against us...us meaning and defined as...we the people....of this great land and nation...not just our government...or our industry...because frankly both of those entities have made harmful mistakes and choices around the world that would leave someone whom has been harmed by them distrustful and hurt...and therefore angry and resentful...but those that fight against our way of life...they will not be able to break us...to break our will or spirit...
The reason they will not be able to break us...is because of the idea...the belief...that we are free...free from tyranny and oppression...free from someone telling us how to think and what to believe...a belief that freedom should be a right to every human being...everywhere...that freedom is too important to each American...we let the genie out of the bottle folks...and once it's out...there just ain't no getting him back in.
We do not have to bow down and cower...we do not have to close our mouths or our minds...even when some in our own society call for others to do exactly that...what we have created is just too important...too vital...too significant. We must protect our freedoms here at home...and we must help others around the world to discover what we have found out...and we can never go back...
The price for protectionism is too high if it includes the human rights and freedoms that many in this great nation now take for granted. I cannot imagine living under oppressive conditions because a government or a religion commands that I do. Even the conformity that I live in here sometimes feels oppressive. Having to conform to an employers desires and treatment can emotionally have that taint of oppression...but this is America!...if I truly don't like it...I can leave and start elsewhere or start my own business...or go live under a bridge...I have freedom to CHOOSE...something different.
We the people...have the option...to CHOOSE...how we want to live...how we want to love...how we want to make a living...who we want to be...and even today...in many areas of the world...many countries around the globe...still do not offer their people a simple choice...all any American really has to do to see how great this country is...is travel to other countries...see things for yourselves...the oppression is out there folks...the differences are there....even in this day, time, and era.
We the People of the United States, in Order to form a more perfect Union, establish Justice, insure domestic Tranquility, provide for the common defence, promote the general Welfare, and secure the Blessings of Liberty to ourselves and our Posterity, do ordain and establish this Constitution for the United States of America.
May God bless us one and all.
Sunday, August 10, 2008
A good idea...I hope.
So...I gotta tell ya...I am having a good time writing these days...and it has been inspiring. Heather (my lovely wife) told me I should write a book, and although the idea is not a new one...her directive to me was, because it was more urgent and in some ways as if she were in part challenging me...and in part telling me that she would help me if I wanted to really accomplish this as well as market it...a directive that felt to me it was with some teeth and opportunity.
So I sat down and came up with a little over 40 subjects that I am interested in writing about. Some semblance of a plan I guess you could say. I let Heather know I had accomplished this first step and she was supportive. I sent her the list and...well...she never really read it above a quick skip through it...but she was supportive...and I was still inspired so...as a next step I made a choice about which of the 40+ subjects I would start writing about...and then I started writing. I wrote almost four pages on that first subject and felt pretty good about it.
It is still a little rough when I read it back now...but it is good and overall I like what I wrote. I will be doing a rewrite of it before I feel it is finalized. I sent that to Heather as well but frankly she has been so busy with photo projects and Moomp Photography business that she hasn't been able to read it. I am OK with that because I know she is still supporting me...and I want to support her in our business.
I felt so good about that first writing that I decided to keep the momentum going...and I picked a second subject on my list. I wrote on that subject as well. This time I got almost through a fifth page. The second subject read even better than the first to me and I am sure I will need to rewrite some of it as well...I have already edited it somewhat and rewritten pieces of it...and I am happy with it's direction. I again told Heather about it but things are the way they are currently with our time and again I understand.
I wanted to keep going and so I again went to my list. I am still interested in everything on it...but nothing jumped out at me this time so I asked myself...what do I want to say right now? I picked a subject not on my list so I added the subject to my list and started to write. I wrote again...almost four pages...and again I was happy with the outcome.
I don't know that any of my subjects are finished yet and I don't have a completed idea of exactly what I am doing with it or specifically where I am going with it but I know that so far...there is a common thread and theme which means that up to this point there is some cohesion.
I am writing a book!
I guess the "subjects" I am writing now could be considered chapters...and frankly I understand that I am going about this in a backwards way...because I am writing chapters before I even have a planned out direction or theme...but I am motivated and feeling good about the work right now. I think that with some of the subjects I chose on my list...and the direction I have in my professional and personal life...I guess I could say I am writing some sort of a self-help book. Pretty closely related to the things I have blogged about.
So for those two of you that like to check in from time to time on my ramblings in this here blog...I will invite you to introduce the idea of reading me in a somewhat different light. In other words...if you like what is written in this blog...maybe you will follow me into a book...where I will ramble on...the way I do...dot dot dot :)
What do you say? Anyone interested?
I just gotta know ;)
So I sat down and came up with a little over 40 subjects that I am interested in writing about. Some semblance of a plan I guess you could say. I let Heather know I had accomplished this first step and she was supportive. I sent her the list and...well...she never really read it above a quick skip through it...but she was supportive...and I was still inspired so...as a next step I made a choice about which of the 40+ subjects I would start writing about...and then I started writing. I wrote almost four pages on that first subject and felt pretty good about it.
It is still a little rough when I read it back now...but it is good and overall I like what I wrote. I will be doing a rewrite of it before I feel it is finalized. I sent that to Heather as well but frankly she has been so busy with photo projects and Moomp Photography business that she hasn't been able to read it. I am OK with that because I know she is still supporting me...and I want to support her in our business.
I felt so good about that first writing that I decided to keep the momentum going...and I picked a second subject on my list. I wrote on that subject as well. This time I got almost through a fifth page. The second subject read even better than the first to me and I am sure I will need to rewrite some of it as well...I have already edited it somewhat and rewritten pieces of it...and I am happy with it's direction. I again told Heather about it but things are the way they are currently with our time and again I understand.
I wanted to keep going and so I again went to my list. I am still interested in everything on it...but nothing jumped out at me this time so I asked myself...what do I want to say right now? I picked a subject not on my list so I added the subject to my list and started to write. I wrote again...almost four pages...and again I was happy with the outcome.
I don't know that any of my subjects are finished yet and I don't have a completed idea of exactly what I am doing with it or specifically where I am going with it but I know that so far...there is a common thread and theme which means that up to this point there is some cohesion.
I am writing a book!
I guess the "subjects" I am writing now could be considered chapters...and frankly I understand that I am going about this in a backwards way...because I am writing chapters before I even have a planned out direction or theme...but I am motivated and feeling good about the work right now. I think that with some of the subjects I chose on my list...and the direction I have in my professional and personal life...I guess I could say I am writing some sort of a self-help book. Pretty closely related to the things I have blogged about.
So for those two of you that like to check in from time to time on my ramblings in this here blog...I will invite you to introduce the idea of reading me in a somewhat different light. In other words...if you like what is written in this blog...maybe you will follow me into a book...where I will ramble on...the way I do...dot dot dot :)
What do you say? Anyone interested?
I just gotta know ;)
Friday, August 8, 2008
Warning...possible vapidity up ahead \;')E)
This is in answer to the comment left on my last post.
Two things.
One:
What's wrong with think is, think is how anxiety is created. Think is how depression is created. Think is how we lose focus on those things that are most important to us. Think leads to over-think and over-think leads to problems...and at times major problems.
This is not to say one should not think...I am not saying that...suffice it to say that thinking is also...as with everything in life...something that one can do too much of and over-thinking can become problematic. Also, as I said in the last blog, thinking overwhelms the space inside us.
Picture...the night sky on a clear night...and of the vastness of that space...but we do not really see that space because we are busy looking at the stars...however because of our infinitely limited perception...we do not perceive the vastness of the space in between them. Because we are somewhat intelligent...we have been successful at creating neat little tricks through gadgets we've invented, to get a glimpse at how the universe might work in reality...but to the naked eye...we do not perceive the vastness of space...we see the foreground which is all the stars that we can actually see.
The same can be said for our lives and our ways of being. There is infinite vastness in space within us, space containing our peace, solitude, and serenity. But to get to that place and perceive the space, we need to shut the hell up.
So...instead of trying to critique the idea...because this is more than an idea...it is our reality...why not try to "DO" what I am describing? Find your space. Sit for 2:00 minutes....heck...try 30 seconds...and not...think. Make yourself....quiet. On the inside.
Unless you have a long vast experience with meditation and mindfulness training...chances are you will not be able to do this. Not without a lot of practice.
Two:
Personal growth is about forward movement. A lack of forward movement equals personal stagnation, therefore personal growth or forward movement is the antithesis of stagnation.
I don't know about anyone else...but I do not want to be stagnant. Being stagnant to me equals being closed, closed minded, and inflexible. As anyone would know from my profile...I like yoga...which means I like to be bendy...thus I do not want or like to be inflexible. This would mean physically, emotionally, spiritually, as well as mentally. Closed mind=closed heart=closed life=no life. Not for me...as for myself...I will choose pushing forward and learning...which all in all...is what personal growth is all about.
Two things.
One:
What's wrong with think is, think is how anxiety is created. Think is how depression is created. Think is how we lose focus on those things that are most important to us. Think leads to over-think and over-think leads to problems...and at times major problems.
This is not to say one should not think...I am not saying that...suffice it to say that thinking is also...as with everything in life...something that one can do too much of and over-thinking can become problematic. Also, as I said in the last blog, thinking overwhelms the space inside us.
Picture...the night sky on a clear night...and of the vastness of that space...but we do not really see that space because we are busy looking at the stars...however because of our infinitely limited perception...we do not perceive the vastness of the space in between them. Because we are somewhat intelligent...we have been successful at creating neat little tricks through gadgets we've invented, to get a glimpse at how the universe might work in reality...but to the naked eye...we do not perceive the vastness of space...we see the foreground which is all the stars that we can actually see.
The same can be said for our lives and our ways of being. There is infinite vastness in space within us, space containing our peace, solitude, and serenity. But to get to that place and perceive the space, we need to shut the hell up.
So...instead of trying to critique the idea...because this is more than an idea...it is our reality...why not try to "DO" what I am describing? Find your space. Sit for 2:00 minutes....heck...try 30 seconds...and not...think. Make yourself....quiet. On the inside.
Unless you have a long vast experience with meditation and mindfulness training...chances are you will not be able to do this. Not without a lot of practice.
Two:
Personal growth is about forward movement. A lack of forward movement equals personal stagnation, therefore personal growth or forward movement is the antithesis of stagnation.
I don't know about anyone else...but I do not want to be stagnant. Being stagnant to me equals being closed, closed minded, and inflexible. As anyone would know from my profile...I like yoga...which means I like to be bendy...thus I do not want or like to be inflexible. This would mean physically, emotionally, spiritually, as well as mentally. Closed mind=closed heart=closed life=no life. Not for me...as for myself...I will choose pushing forward and learning...which all in all...is what personal growth is all about.
Saturday, August 2, 2008
Ramblings...
Enter stage right...
I've been waiting for you...
What's the rush?
We have business to discuss...
What's the point? It's not like we're really going anywhere...
It's not about the where...it's about how we travel.
Worlds go by and time travels in still images in our memories but if we are not mindful...mindful of the moment we are in...continuously...then we loose the most important lesson we can internalize...
Mindfulness is difficult at best, especially if a person is fully integrated into their mind...or their "ego" according to Eckhart Tolle, and realistically...who isn't? Shutting the world out is much easier than turning off one's thinking. But if one is to find balance, peace, serenity, and as Tolle puts it...space...then we have to be able to turn off that incessant thinking. It's always something. Always...something.
There are a lot of theories and opinions like most things. But what I ponder on...what I really wonder about...is the depth of my self and that "space" in an ever and ongoing search for personal learning and growth. How finite is that space and how vast it is...is a big question...because when I get glimpses of it, I find it an eye opening and exciting experience, but also a bit frightening. Maybe I just haven't accepted a premise yet but I feel very much like I stand on a threshold looking over something larger than an ocean, and it makes me feel excited and uneasy.
As I lay in bed this morning my mind was racing and it wasn't even light yet...maybe 4:30 AM...and it is Saturday morning...I told myself I don't want to think about that...I don't want to think about that either...give me space...just remember...space...and I could get it for a second or two and another thought would muck it up...and I would either be back thinking about something else or fighting the urge to think about something and searching for space and peace again. I eventually fell back to sleep and I dreamt but I awoke to the same fight...several issues...same problem...stress.
I know that the more I stress...the more I harm myself. I know that I have habits that could and should be bettered. I know that without staying mindful about what I am thinking, what I eat, what I am doing to "do" in my life, what I am planning for, working for, hoping for, and what I am expecting, I will do more to harm myself than help myself.
Mindful about health, mindful about wealth, mindful about how I feel, mindful about my relationships, and mindful about what my focus is on.
When you lose your focus...you have a problem. When you are not mindful...you do not have peace.
I've been waiting for you...
What's the rush?
We have business to discuss...
What's the point? It's not like we're really going anywhere...
It's not about the where...it's about how we travel.
Worlds go by and time travels in still images in our memories but if we are not mindful...mindful of the moment we are in...continuously...then we loose the most important lesson we can internalize...
Mindfulness is difficult at best, especially if a person is fully integrated into their mind...or their "ego" according to Eckhart Tolle, and realistically...who isn't? Shutting the world out is much easier than turning off one's thinking. But if one is to find balance, peace, serenity, and as Tolle puts it...space...then we have to be able to turn off that incessant thinking. It's always something. Always...something.
There are a lot of theories and opinions like most things. But what I ponder on...what I really wonder about...is the depth of my self and that "space" in an ever and ongoing search for personal learning and growth. How finite is that space and how vast it is...is a big question...because when I get glimpses of it, I find it an eye opening and exciting experience, but also a bit frightening. Maybe I just haven't accepted a premise yet but I feel very much like I stand on a threshold looking over something larger than an ocean, and it makes me feel excited and uneasy.
As I lay in bed this morning my mind was racing and it wasn't even light yet...maybe 4:30 AM...and it is Saturday morning...I told myself I don't want to think about that...I don't want to think about that either...give me space...just remember...space...and I could get it for a second or two and another thought would muck it up...and I would either be back thinking about something else or fighting the urge to think about something and searching for space and peace again. I eventually fell back to sleep and I dreamt but I awoke to the same fight...several issues...same problem...stress.
I know that the more I stress...the more I harm myself. I know that I have habits that could and should be bettered. I know that without staying mindful about what I am thinking, what I eat, what I am doing to "do" in my life, what I am planning for, working for, hoping for, and what I am expecting, I will do more to harm myself than help myself.
Mindful about health, mindful about wealth, mindful about how I feel, mindful about my relationships, and mindful about what my focus is on.
When you lose your focus...you have a problem. When you are not mindful...you do not have peace.
Saturday, June 21, 2008
Newness...
Sometimes...I don't know about you...but I get restless and I am unsure of where it comes from. I get this feeling deep down in my gut....deep down in my heart & soul...that is stirring and speaking to me...pushing me to move on to somewhere else...and most of the time...I am not sure where this "else" is...I just know that I get this feeling of wanting something new...new to work on and get excited about...new to me...new to my sense of creativity...new to my heart....new to my body and mind...just...new.
Newness...it describes something as fresh...out of our understanding and experience...difference...not the same old routine...a pivot...like when we get a new car...or a new home...a new place to live...a new job...a new relationship...a new child to raise....a new hobby...a new friend...a new lease on life...travel to a new place...a new discovery...a new lesson learned...the joy from this...there's nothing like it.
I am always on the lookout for something new to me...something I don't "know" but want to learn...but it occurs to me that there are ways of being that are foreign to me. Ways in the world I do not relate to.
For example...I do not know what it is like to not have a problem with my weight. Some folks have never been heavy so they can't relate to how a person gets 100 + lbs overweight. I don't get how they can maintain a healthy "normal" weight. I first gained extra weight at age 8 yrs. I have tried...I have lost a lot of weight at one time...I have made changes...and still...here I am...and I am sick about it...both emotionally and physically...literally...hell of a price to pay...for hiding from my pain.
Another example would be money. I grew up middle income...as an adult I have been poor, raising 3 kids, barely scraping by with bare cupboards, getting evicted and literally put out on a curb with my kids in tow by a sheriff...and have also been various levels of middle income...but have not been able to breach that ceiling. I work like a slave, I try to learn and educate myself on financial matters and be financially literate...but I just don't ever seem to pull away from where I am stuck at...much like my weight...maybe even for the same reason...I don't know...
I work for other people...the safety and security of having a position that is dependable where I have some challenge but a lot of structure...which I constantly battle against and conform to all at the same time...where my time is not mine...my time belongs to someone else...an illusion...yes I know...but all the same for all intents and purposes...it is a truth during those hours...for a paycheck...for retirement...for insurance...for the safety of my family and myself...for what? Am I not capable of anything else....anything more...to grow my own...something?
New...newness...I guess it also represents freedom doesn't it? A feeling of freedom at least. I mean I understand that it isn't really being free...but it does have a representation of freedom...again...an illusion....but at least a sense of it...
Freedom from what exactly? Freedom from my way of being in the world? Freedom from the life I have always known and lived? Freedom from repetitive mistakes that create drives and needs of which I have outgrown? Or is it simply freedom from habits? Old ways of being that I now recognize as unhealthy and wasteful? Ways of being that are making me sick and pushing me towards living something new...living something different...living...truly...living.
New...different...change...
Change comes hard to me. It isn't that I don't like it because I like....new. I like going into uncharted waters and exploring to learn and grow. I get off on that.
But I like the familiar too...and it is comfortable...reassuring...safe..secure...home...no fear...no challenge either..but no fear...
Hmm...maybe fear is the real issue...doing something that scares you...breaking down the fears and walls...because I do LOVE "that" feeling. Striking fear in the heart of fear. Is that the same thing as doing something that scares you to death? Maybe...maybe...
All I feel like I know...is that my personal challenge...is to become a better me...and I don't know if there is anything more to life than that...
Newness...it describes something as fresh...out of our understanding and experience...difference...not the same old routine...a pivot...like when we get a new car...or a new home...a new place to live...a new job...a new relationship...a new child to raise....a new hobby...a new friend...a new lease on life...travel to a new place...a new discovery...a new lesson learned...the joy from this...there's nothing like it.
I am always on the lookout for something new to me...something I don't "know" but want to learn...but it occurs to me that there are ways of being that are foreign to me. Ways in the world I do not relate to.
For example...I do not know what it is like to not have a problem with my weight. Some folks have never been heavy so they can't relate to how a person gets 100 + lbs overweight. I don't get how they can maintain a healthy "normal" weight. I first gained extra weight at age 8 yrs. I have tried...I have lost a lot of weight at one time...I have made changes...and still...here I am...and I am sick about it...both emotionally and physically...literally...hell of a price to pay...for hiding from my pain.
Another example would be money. I grew up middle income...as an adult I have been poor, raising 3 kids, barely scraping by with bare cupboards, getting evicted and literally put out on a curb with my kids in tow by a sheriff...and have also been various levels of middle income...but have not been able to breach that ceiling. I work like a slave, I try to learn and educate myself on financial matters and be financially literate...but I just don't ever seem to pull away from where I am stuck at...much like my weight...maybe even for the same reason...I don't know...
I work for other people...the safety and security of having a position that is dependable where I have some challenge but a lot of structure...which I constantly battle against and conform to all at the same time...where my time is not mine...my time belongs to someone else...an illusion...yes I know...but all the same for all intents and purposes...it is a truth during those hours...for a paycheck...for retirement...for insurance...for the safety of my family and myself...for what? Am I not capable of anything else....anything more...to grow my own...something?
New...newness...I guess it also represents freedom doesn't it? A feeling of freedom at least. I mean I understand that it isn't really being free...but it does have a representation of freedom...again...an illusion....but at least a sense of it...
Freedom from what exactly? Freedom from my way of being in the world? Freedom from the life I have always known and lived? Freedom from repetitive mistakes that create drives and needs of which I have outgrown? Or is it simply freedom from habits? Old ways of being that I now recognize as unhealthy and wasteful? Ways of being that are making me sick and pushing me towards living something new...living something different...living...truly...living.
New...different...change...
Change comes hard to me. It isn't that I don't like it because I like....new. I like going into uncharted waters and exploring to learn and grow. I get off on that.
But I like the familiar too...and it is comfortable...reassuring...safe..secure...home...no fear...no challenge either..but no fear...
Hmm...maybe fear is the real issue...doing something that scares you...breaking down the fears and walls...because I do LOVE "that" feeling. Striking fear in the heart of fear. Is that the same thing as doing something that scares you to death? Maybe...maybe...
All I feel like I know...is that my personal challenge...is to become a better me...and I don't know if there is anything more to life than that...
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Questions in the meantime...
When was the last time you looked in the mirror and were surprised by who was staring back at you?
When was the first time you realised you had some "thing" that others admired?
Who was the first person you realised was not who you thought they were...and you were glad?
What was the last situation...that you truly told someone what you thought...because it was the right thing to do...and not the convenient thing to do?
When were you first wounded by someone you trusted...and what music do you relate to that experience?
Somehow...it has been on my mind that the experiences we find painful are also attached to music from our lives...and that music is sometimes a way for us to retrace the experience and the pain...in a bittersweet, nostalgic, painful reminder of where we were when __________ happened.
If questions were expectations and answers were invitations then we could expect to be invited to opportunities that were beyond our limited understanding and look forward to our growth.
Wouldn't it be nice if we all were focused on our own personal growth and forward motion.
The good news is some of us are and there are others that can be related to. The hard part is distinguishing those in search of their own growth from those that play at it but aren't really interested in being more than they are.
Sometimes that is time consuming and discouraging because one invests time into relationships just to find that the person isn't who they presented themselves to be.
Ahh but if it weren't for these experiences what would we learn from and how would we know?
So our experience is our teacher and our time is it's limit of success.
Tiz...
Do questions answer or do they teach? Do answers invite or do they reproach? Do invitations entice or do they lend themselves to opportunities?
For each of us we will have different answers to these questions...but it is most intriguing as to where it will take you...
When was the first time you realised you had some "thing" that others admired?
Who was the first person you realised was not who you thought they were...and you were glad?
What was the last situation...that you truly told someone what you thought...because it was the right thing to do...and not the convenient thing to do?
When were you first wounded by someone you trusted...and what music do you relate to that experience?
Somehow...it has been on my mind that the experiences we find painful are also attached to music from our lives...and that music is sometimes a way for us to retrace the experience and the pain...in a bittersweet, nostalgic, painful reminder of where we were when __________ happened.
If questions were expectations and answers were invitations then we could expect to be invited to opportunities that were beyond our limited understanding and look forward to our growth.
Wouldn't it be nice if we all were focused on our own personal growth and forward motion.
The good news is some of us are and there are others that can be related to. The hard part is distinguishing those in search of their own growth from those that play at it but aren't really interested in being more than they are.
Sometimes that is time consuming and discouraging because one invests time into relationships just to find that the person isn't who they presented themselves to be.
Ahh but if it weren't for these experiences what would we learn from and how would we know?
So our experience is our teacher and our time is it's limit of success.
Tiz...
Do questions answer or do they teach? Do answers invite or do they reproach? Do invitations entice or do they lend themselves to opportunities?
For each of us we will have different answers to these questions...but it is most intriguing as to where it will take you...
Friday, April 25, 2008
Once in awhile...
Once in awhile...
I see something in my life that makes me just stop...and appreciate what I have...and what it means to me.
Once in awhile...I am impressed...with someone that crosses my attention span...that speaks to me in a way that stays with me.
Once in awhile...I hear the music playing...without even having to listen...and it takes my breath away because I know...I know...it is from God.
Once in awhile...I catch the light in my wife's eyes...and see how she glows from the inside with a beauty that I can not even imagine.
Once in awhile...I can create the art that is actually in my heart...and when I can...I hear thunder and I see past the light.
Once in awhile...I am briefly aware and in a moment...totally...completely...submerged and overwhelmingly present...so that I can see...the beauty that truly is...and I am exposed to.
Once in awhile...I shut up long enough to hear the small still voice inside my heart...where I hear God speak to my spirit...and love me.
Once in awhile...I look at my children...and I love them with my sight, with my attention...with my mind...with my heart and spirit...with my voice...and with my life.
Once in awhile...I search who I am to find that I can never be who I want to be...but I always return...to who God made me to be.
Once in awhile...I hear meaning...and wisdom...and once in awhile I am humble enough to recognize it...accept it...and let it ring in me.
Once in awhile...I remember how fragile my life is...and I remember how close to the edge I stand daily...and I hope...and I pray.
Once in awhile...I get to love and be loved...and I appreciate each moment...and remember what my life is about...and I fight to be healthy.
Once in awhile I blog...and write...and create...and cringe...because I never really believe I deserve the things I've been given.
Once in awhile I see a sunset that takes my breath away...because I know my dad is up there...painting those sky's for God...and welcoming me back home.
Once in awhile I hear truth...and it rings in my heart like a bell...and I feel the hair on my flesh raise...because I know God has just sent me a message.
Once in awhile...I feel...and I feel colors...and I feel thoughts...and I feel freedom...and I feel trapped...and I feel stupid...and I feel humble...and I feel...which allows me...to be...healthy.
Once in awhile...I find it hard to fight...and I find my weakness...which angers me...and I don't like what that creates in me.
Once in awhile...I get gas...terrible gas...painful gas...and it has to be passed...which makes me...ultimately....very human.
Once in awhile...I remember how much I love to laugh...how much laughter brings joy to my life...and how much I can relate to other human beings by finding the funny.
Once in awhile...I find myself.
Once in awhile...I am.
I see something in my life that makes me just stop...and appreciate what I have...and what it means to me.
Once in awhile...I am impressed...with someone that crosses my attention span...that speaks to me in a way that stays with me.
Once in awhile...I hear the music playing...without even having to listen...and it takes my breath away because I know...I know...it is from God.
Once in awhile...I catch the light in my wife's eyes...and see how she glows from the inside with a beauty that I can not even imagine.
Once in awhile...I can create the art that is actually in my heart...and when I can...I hear thunder and I see past the light.
Once in awhile...I am briefly aware and in a moment...totally...completely...submerged and overwhelmingly present...so that I can see...the beauty that truly is...and I am exposed to.
Once in awhile...I shut up long enough to hear the small still voice inside my heart...where I hear God speak to my spirit...and love me.
Once in awhile...I look at my children...and I love them with my sight, with my attention...with my mind...with my heart and spirit...with my voice...and with my life.
Once in awhile...I search who I am to find that I can never be who I want to be...but I always return...to who God made me to be.
Once in awhile...I hear meaning...and wisdom...and once in awhile I am humble enough to recognize it...accept it...and let it ring in me.
Once in awhile...I remember how fragile my life is...and I remember how close to the edge I stand daily...and I hope...and I pray.
Once in awhile...I get to love and be loved...and I appreciate each moment...and remember what my life is about...and I fight to be healthy.
Once in awhile I blog...and write...and create...and cringe...because I never really believe I deserve the things I've been given.
Once in awhile I see a sunset that takes my breath away...because I know my dad is up there...painting those sky's for God...and welcoming me back home.
Once in awhile I hear truth...and it rings in my heart like a bell...and I feel the hair on my flesh raise...because I know God has just sent me a message.
Once in awhile...I feel...and I feel colors...and I feel thoughts...and I feel freedom...and I feel trapped...and I feel stupid...and I feel humble...and I feel...which allows me...to be...healthy.
Once in awhile...I find it hard to fight...and I find my weakness...which angers me...and I don't like what that creates in me.
Once in awhile...I get gas...terrible gas...painful gas...and it has to be passed...which makes me...ultimately....very human.
Once in awhile...I remember how much I love to laugh...how much laughter brings joy to my life...and how much I can relate to other human beings by finding the funny.
Once in awhile...I find myself.
Once in awhile...I am.
Monday, February 18, 2008
A terrible tragedy
I am only posting on this blog to say....(and to point to my other blog which has a bit more info)...that I am so profoundly sorry for the loss that Gina, Walt, & family are suffering right now. Please put them in your prayers and send good thoughts as well as some well wishes to them. I can not even imagine what G is going through right now...and for the last almost week...
These are not thoughts to dwell on...except to say that we all need to appreciate those we have in our lives...and remember to act on this consistantly...so that we love (read love = act, action, verb) each other...
May God bless us all...and help us to remember and love each other...
James....you will be remembered.
These are not thoughts to dwell on...except to say that we all need to appreciate those we have in our lives...and remember to act on this consistantly...so that we love (read love = act, action, verb) each other...
May God bless us all...and help us to remember and love each other...
James....you will be remembered.
Saturday, January 12, 2008
Happiness...
As I enter a new year...and a new chapter in my life...I have been reflecting lately on what I want and ultimately where I am headed in my path. Yesterday I woke up in an OK mood...but I decided that I wanted to be happy for this day...no matter what is going on...I WANT to be happy...so I am gonna be. I tell this to myself before I have even risen out of bed...and I continued reinforcing it after I was up...thinking that I am in a good mood and have so much to be grateful for...that I am a happy man.
Ya know what? I was happy...all morning...my wife got up and even asked me what I was so happy about...and I looked at her...lovingly...and told her what I believe with ALL of my heart...and that is....I choose to be happy...being happy is a choice...and I choose to be happy. This is how I started my day.
During my day I heard all about how people's lives are messed up.
Anger...depression...anxiety...medications...a suicide attempt in one case...having less than the support one would want to be happy...all kinds of stuff...and I just kept on working that happiness factor...worked my whole day...tension and constant movement all the day long...lunch was a blur of errands...even after work...a run to the bank before I could get home in enough time to have my wife leave for the evening to hang out with her friends...Harmony do the same...so it was just Sarah Bear and I...but I miss her...so we had a blast...and she turns to me...while sitting in my lap and snuggles in to my chest...and says...I love you...SOOOooo much...
Make my heart melt...I am happy...I am a happy man...
Even with a house that still has a tree branch pierced through the roof and a hole above the garage...even with having to drive a rental car because we had the best beach car I have ever had smashed into being a pick up...even with insurance companies making things difficult for us...and testing our patience...even with both of my kids with Cystic Fibrosis not very healthy and scaring the crap out of me...even with a new job that is overwhelming in so many ways it is a stress factory...and my wife's new job that is effecting her in similar ways...even with glass covering my front yard from the car...even with not having a musical outlet currently in my life...even with my weight problem and the medical problems that it creates and I am currently trying to deal with...and this is just a short list mind you...there is sooo much more...I am a happy man because I have a family...with good...solid...loving people whom I trust...and can trust in me...I am a happy man.
I believe...that diversity of this nature gets heaped upon a person when they are doing well....doing what they are supposed to be doing...in their lives...to help others...because the forces that we fight against work towards our destruction...and our failure...but I also believe...that none of that can be one's reality...unless one allows it...and that...is ALL...attitude.
It is all a choice.
After having this hard...but great day...last night...after the girls are back safely at home and all is well...the show 20/20 comes on...and what are they talking about? Happiness. What does it mean and how does it work? What were their conclusions?
I love it when my words come out of someone else's mouth.
Happiness is a choice they report. Happiness has more to do with attitude and less with genetics or environment. The nature vs nurture debate...the argument in psychological circles goes...that about 50% of who we are and how we get there is made up of our genetics...(nature)...and about 50% of who we are and how we get there is made up of our environment...(nurture)...and on this show...they said in regards to happiness...that 50% is genetic....maybe 10% is environment...and 40% is attitude. You choose your level of happiness and fulfillment. It is up to you. They had a pair of identical twins who tested in very different places on a happiness scale and who run very different lives. The difference then...obviously is not genetic...they have the "same" DNA....it is attitude. Attitude creates one's environment as well...so it is not simply environment...it "is" attitude.
What makes us happy?
A sense of safety and security...and a sense of purpose in and for our lives. It is feeling secure...and feeling fulfilled. A lack of either of these...and one will feel on edge...feel like something is missing. They will search for something to fill the void...be it security or purpose.
So...as I have said in earlier postings...I will choose to be positive and look at the bright side...look at what I think is worth putting my focus on...focus...on putting my house in order...inside first...then my outside...to balance...because this is the flow of life...and the flow of one's life...is how one achieves happiness and balance...
The show also talked about bliss...doing whatever your bliss is...and I have talked about the same in this blog before...although I think I used the word joy. Bliss...good word...I like it...one's bliss...one's joy...different for each of us but the same too...find your bliss...find your joy...and work at that....DO IT!....use whatever that is for you...and balance your life out............create...your...life. If you create a good life....secure and safe...with meaning and purpose...fullfillment....and a positive attitude...you are likely...to be happy. I wish this for everyone who reads this blog....I hope for it myself...and I choose to choose it...in my personal journey.
Namaste
Ya know what? I was happy...all morning...my wife got up and even asked me what I was so happy about...and I looked at her...lovingly...and told her what I believe with ALL of my heart...and that is....I choose to be happy...being happy is a choice...and I choose to be happy. This is how I started my day.
During my day I heard all about how people's lives are messed up.
Anger...depression...anxiety...medications...a suicide attempt in one case...having less than the support one would want to be happy...all kinds of stuff...and I just kept on working that happiness factor...worked my whole day...tension and constant movement all the day long...lunch was a blur of errands...even after work...a run to the bank before I could get home in enough time to have my wife leave for the evening to hang out with her friends...Harmony do the same...so it was just Sarah Bear and I...but I miss her...so we had a blast...and she turns to me...while sitting in my lap and snuggles in to my chest...and says...I love you...SOOOooo much...
Make my heart melt...I am happy...I am a happy man...
Even with a house that still has a tree branch pierced through the roof and a hole above the garage...even with having to drive a rental car because we had the best beach car I have ever had smashed into being a pick up...even with insurance companies making things difficult for us...and testing our patience...even with both of my kids with Cystic Fibrosis not very healthy and scaring the crap out of me...even with a new job that is overwhelming in so many ways it is a stress factory...and my wife's new job that is effecting her in similar ways...even with glass covering my front yard from the car...even with not having a musical outlet currently in my life...even with my weight problem and the medical problems that it creates and I am currently trying to deal with...and this is just a short list mind you...there is sooo much more...I am a happy man because I have a family...with good...solid...loving people whom I trust...and can trust in me...I am a happy man.
I believe...that diversity of this nature gets heaped upon a person when they are doing well....doing what they are supposed to be doing...in their lives...to help others...because the forces that we fight against work towards our destruction...and our failure...but I also believe...that none of that can be one's reality...unless one allows it...and that...is ALL...attitude.
It is all a choice.
After having this hard...but great day...last night...after the girls are back safely at home and all is well...the show 20/20 comes on...and what are they talking about? Happiness. What does it mean and how does it work? What were their conclusions?
I love it when my words come out of someone else's mouth.
Happiness is a choice they report. Happiness has more to do with attitude and less with genetics or environment. The nature vs nurture debate...the argument in psychological circles goes...that about 50% of who we are and how we get there is made up of our genetics...(nature)...and about 50% of who we are and how we get there is made up of our environment...(nurture)...and on this show...they said in regards to happiness...that 50% is genetic....maybe 10% is environment...and 40% is attitude. You choose your level of happiness and fulfillment. It is up to you. They had a pair of identical twins who tested in very different places on a happiness scale and who run very different lives. The difference then...obviously is not genetic...they have the "same" DNA....it is attitude. Attitude creates one's environment as well...so it is not simply environment...it "is" attitude.
What makes us happy?
A sense of safety and security...and a sense of purpose in and for our lives. It is feeling secure...and feeling fulfilled. A lack of either of these...and one will feel on edge...feel like something is missing. They will search for something to fill the void...be it security or purpose.
So...as I have said in earlier postings...I will choose to be positive and look at the bright side...look at what I think is worth putting my focus on...focus...on putting my house in order...inside first...then my outside...to balance...because this is the flow of life...and the flow of one's life...is how one achieves happiness and balance...
The show also talked about bliss...doing whatever your bliss is...and I have talked about the same in this blog before...although I think I used the word joy. Bliss...good word...I like it...one's bliss...one's joy...different for each of us but the same too...find your bliss...find your joy...and work at that....DO IT!....use whatever that is for you...and balance your life out............create...your...life. If you create a good life....secure and safe...with meaning and purpose...fullfillment....and a positive attitude...you are likely...to be happy. I wish this for everyone who reads this blog....I hope for it myself...and I choose to choose it...in my personal journey.
Namaste
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