Where are all of the nice people?

“Mean people suck”

    I’ve seen this statement on bumper stickers and t shirts, and I’m sure many other novelty items. (not to mention the other popular variations –  ”mean people spit”. Nice people suck”, etc.. Of course “they” had fun with that one.)

“A fools mouth is his destruction, and his lips are the snare of his soul.”   (Proverbs 18:7 KJV)

  I’m tired of mean people. I’m also tired of people who live their past pain, as though it were a fresh new wound each day.  They lash out, because their pain is real, it’s like they have to make you hurt too, and thats just not right.  I realized some time ago, that  discussing something quickly becomes an argument (before it was ever a discussion)  if one person is always right, never listens, and just  talks louder and faster over you. I learned to not speak, and to keep my opinion on some things to myself.  In doing this, the argument is stopped (if only for the time being. I realized that what I feel doesn’t matter (to them), because that person isn’t hearing a word that I’m saying.  When I try to say “I feel”, I’m told “that’s not how you feel”, and then they proceed to tell me how I really feel, and how it really is.

Unfortunately, I really have a problem when they keep “picking at me. Little “barbs” in the course of the sentence or conversation. Sometimes I just can’t say “uh huh, yup, your right”.  I shouldn;t have to. I’m so sick of people who only have only “just so much nice”, and when the nice runs out, you better watch out. Its like a venom, infecting and effecting every part of me and of my life. Changing me.

It’s so tiring being so unhappy all of the time.

Chasing that cherry tomato

Your mind is such a powerful machine. We have dreams and aspirations, wants and desires.  You can spend days and years chasing your dreams, and wondering why they’re so elusive. 

How you feel, has a lot to do with where and what you are.  People want to be rock stars for example. So, if you happen to be musically inclined, play an instrument (if you don’t already) and be in a band. Its more a feeling – how YOU feel, than anything else. Besides the income of course, but, if you feel like one, then you can be one. Act like one, walk like one, etc.  Be one. Be.

It’s a matter of “degrees”, or scale. Is a cherry tomato any less a tomato than a plum or beefsteak tomato? Its just a smaller piece of produce.

Act like, Be like, Feel like~

addiction is everywhere

Is everyone running from something?  Or trying to find something that they feel like they lost, or are missing. Running from one thing, right into the arms of another.  Addictions. Disorders. You  hear those words just about everywhere these days. People have them, and in minor cases (or just the beginning, when they think all is still well)  haven’t even realized it. Running away from some event, or seeking solace.  And then it becomes the norm.  There are so many different types of addictions, Its UNREAL. Basically, it seems that , if it exists, someone can become addicted to it.

Cigarettes, alcohol, drugs- RX and street seem to be one and the same , in some cases these days. Then there is the search for the ideal body. In this case, there may be binging and purging, anorexia, extreme dieting, or extreme exercising.  Or, a food/eating addiction, and  in this case you might be fighting for your LIFE. The Body and our perceptions of its  image seems to be a big one . There are video game addictions, cleaning addictions, computer/internetaddictons, etc.

..addictions…disorders…

Something that makes me a little bit nuts…  Pick up a magazine, and you’ll see pictures of celebritys, models, etc.. Lately the headlines are screaming “how thin is too thin?”, and there will be a pic of someone looking like a toothpick, and then another that looks a bit more “normal” – But whose idea of normal is it, I wonder? One month they are too thin, the next month, they’ve put a little  bit more weight on, and all of a sudden, everyones screaming about how “fat” they are. Weren’t they just too thin???? Make up your minds, people!  Talk about giving us mere mortals image issues!  Everyone gains and loses weight, and for some its a battle, and some more, a disease.

Daymares can ruin your life!

There is a quote that I really like – Although I have no Idea where it came from…

“Its OK to be afraid, It’s NOT OK to let the fear stop you”

I find that I spend so much of my time thinking, worrying, ruminating – Whatever you want to call it. I worry about everything, and find that I can really freak myself out. I end up thinking about the different end results possible through all types of scenarios.  Kind of like daydreaming, I guess, just a lot less pleasant!  I suffer from “daymares”, and I don’t want to let myself “hold back” out of  fear of what might, could, would possibly happen.  I believe that it can actually change the course of your life, limit who you become, or even change your path in life. Depending of course on the degree of fear that Is making you worry. It controls you. Living your life by “what if’s”, IS NOT very freeing. Talk about losing your creative edge!

Spring is here!

I can’t believe that February has already ended, and march is half over! But as I sit here, I can see 3 birds sitting on top of a TV dish next door. I can hee them chirping. Today the sky is blue, unlike that dirty white that yesterdays was. I think that (like a lot people) I love the in between times. Spring and autumn rather than summer and winter. The weather is perfect and the birds and flowers are here.  There’s nothing quite like the air in autumn. Its so crisp, and clean. Brisk. It just smells so refreshing. The colors are straight off an artists palette. Bright and vivid foliage against a crisp blue sky. Its such a deeper blue, almost “thicker”  than springtime’s sky’s.  Summer and winter are just too extreme. Lovely at the beginning, but just too much all the same.

“Herstory” of Life

Our life is like a story.. Characters, plots, – action, adventure, drama. (sometimes TOO much drama!)  When i read, I can get so upset when it has a “bad”ending.  Then, that’s it. All done, nothing else. Why should my story end before I’m ready? Or end poorly? I think that I have a lot more control over it than I previously believed, and realizing that makes me want the “good” ending. It doesn’t have to be a fairytale ending -  Just a satisfying, and fulfilling one. Balanced. The sorrows, tempered by joy. The lessons learned, and appreciated.  Why let it be BlAnD, when there’s so much to see, and so much to love. To Embrace.

The foundation

You can start and build a hundred foundations, but only the finished one counts. The rest are just pieces of A whole, beginnings without an end. Matter without meaning. Shattered promises and broken dreams.

Thriving?

Are we like clay on a wheel? Wet, lumpy, and otherwise waiting for someone / something to come along and shape us  into who we are? Or are we more like  seed,  that sprouts automatically( unless it’s a “dud”, in which case the cycle doesn’t begin) into a grand little seedling, and then either dies away on its own, or gets “plucked” out so that the strong will thrive.

We’ve all heard of  “survival of the fittest”, and its easy to see that theory in action on a much smaller scale than human beings – Just look at plants, for example.  I just planted apot with some cilantro seeds, and I’ve been careful to attend to them everyday.  I make sure they’re watered, and have adequate light, move the pot around so that they aren’t growing sideways. They are only about 3 inches tall right now, but a couple already have died off. And once they get bigger, I’ll weed through them myself, and only keep the strongest. If I don’t, they’ll all die, due to overcrowding.

I read a quote (author unknown, or unlisted) about how we are shaped by the happinesses in our lives.

Creation? is it automatic… Or are we created.

ice cream addiction

I love ice cream. In fact, I happen to love it soo much That I’ve been known to polish off an entire container over a very short period of time.  That’s never my intention, but sometimes, its just too tasty to turn back. There is something  strange that I’ve noticed though – The ice cream that is stuck to the lid  tastes Much better than the rest! (there’s always a nice thick layer, and if there is ssomething in it, like cookie dough, then there are always a few pieces stuck stuck there too)  There’s just something irresistibly delectable about that part; Its the last little bit that’s left,  and you know that you’ll have to wait until you get back out and buy more.  Such a tease! Speaking of more, I’ll be on my way soon to refresh my ice cream stash.

The Blessing in a Smile

A child’s smile is a beautiful blessing. To be the cause of that smile is nothing short of amazing. There’s no one  more open then a young child; Still unblemished by the world and  unjaded by the unharnesses of life. Most of their  sadness’s are quickly overcome instead of ruminating and wondering the “why mes ?”and “how comes?”.  Its amazing to watch a child process the most mundane things, and be surprised and elated when most adults  would think “So what, who cares, and big deal” before you could blink an eye. 

So to be happy, or at least content in life, we need to bring the “wonder” back – we can worry about bringing “sexy back” later.