Friday, June 30, 2006

Vacation

Well, it's time for a vacation. A real one, with beach and pool and drinks and the life-giving sun and water. After the last few months of confusion, we really need it. See you all when I'm a bit more tanned (or in about a week).

Tuesday, June 27, 2006

Silencer

I shut it all off today. Phones, computers, TV, radio, stereo, books and newspapers. All of it. The silence was splendid. The world felt more real as I opened my senses to it rather than inundating myself with what basically amounts to noise. Some great noise (I still love music and books), but still noise.

Monday, June 26, 2006

The Grays

I wonder...In this day and age and time...Who is more delusional:

The person who knows they have been abducted by aliens.

Or...

The person who knows they have not been adbucted by aliens.

Sunday, June 25, 2006

Pleasures Of This World

One way to control temptation, I suppose, is to give in to it. Revel in the enticing whatever and eventually it too becomes banal. Then you move on to the next temptation. Eventually, once you have enjoyed all the pleasures of this world, you may be able to move on to the next one.

Saturday, June 24, 2006

Again

Lots of wasted energy again today. These bouts seem to occur far too regularly to be coincidence or just plain laziness. They are also extremely boring to keep talking about here. Must see A.

Friday, June 23, 2006

Love Will Find A Way

I went to sleep humming the song Love Will Find A Way by Yes. I dreamt and in the dream I heard the same song. When I awoke this morning, guess which song was on the radio...Yes. Not sure what this means if anything. probably just a coll coincidence. Because I don't even like that particular song.

Thursday, June 22, 2006

Big Guy

There are may levels of 'bigness'.

Spiritual, mental, physical and probably a few others I've missed.
I believe that being 'big' in one or two aspects creates 'bigness' in the overall person.

Or so I keep telling myself...

Wednesday, June 21, 2006

NIMBY

My backyard sometimes is just as bad as my neighbours, sometimes even worse. Lots of mosquitos. The thing is, my backyard is so small and insignificant in many ways, that it seems there is only my neighbour's backyard to talk and complain about. My neighbour's backyard takes up so much physical, mental and spiritual space that it sometime usurps any mindful thinking of my own backyard. I mean, my neighbour's backyard is so full of shubbery that I'm alnost certain that all the mosquitos are coming from there. And sometime I believe I like it that way. This also is not good. After all, I really have no idea where all these mosquitos are really coming from.

Tuesday, June 20, 2006

Primary

Why hasn't this story about Robert F. Kennedy Jr. suing Diebold, the makers of the election machines in Ohio, been given more notice in mainstream media? I mean, it's only about an election in the worlds' only remaining superpower. It's only about cheating and stealing, things we tell our children not to do...or do we? If you think that in todays corporate world, that things don't get done by politics and old-boys networks in spite of the Enron's of the world...well, just come work for my company and see the greed at a lower level...

Monday, June 19, 2006

Tuesday, June 06, 2006

Sunday, June 04, 2006

Sad Day

There is one thing (probably among many) the neo-conservative and the terrorist has in common...they have both been brought up to look no farther than their own nose.

Saturday, June 03, 2006

Sugar And Spice

I found myself telling my youngest daughter recently that sometimes little boys show that they like little girls in unusual ways, such as teasing them or calling them names. Then it struck me...might we be creating women who accept abuse (in at least its verbal form) later on in life by using such stories so early on...

Friday, June 02, 2006

Reasonably Unreasonable

Today I was told that I was being reasonably unreasonable. I assume they meant that my polite yet firm manner in saying no to a request was annoying the hell out of them. Suits me.

Thursday, June 01, 2006

And You And I

The universe is not here for you or me. The universe just is. You and I, though, are here for each other and so we should act like it.