cars wrote: chonsi, I (we all) only have your very best interest in mind. I know exactally what you mean about the will thing. I was putting it off for many years, but finally last month my wife convinced me it was time to finally see a lawyer. And have a living will made, trusts, executors named, & deeds ammended to add children as surviving tennents, etc.. I hated every minute of it, cause it kinda really shows just how "mortal" we all are.:wah:
(As I'm writting this, it just dawned on me, that my wife & I still have not talked abouts "plots", where, what, or any of that burial stuff. And I'm not bringing it up to her on my own.:sneaky: )
Oh, I don't plan on putting it off for years, I am going to have to do it soon. It is something I have been thinking of for awhile, the guardianship problem. It will give me an excuse to talk to his parents seriously about this, since they really have little contact with us. As far as plots and all-I have some in California, and haven't thought about that for here. If things go well, I want to return there one day and be buried where the sun is warm and the earth is familiar to me. I really do not want to be buried here, I am a California girl, and if only in death I return there, that is where I want to be. Otherwise, I have thought out what will be done.
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As per usual, I come into a thread way late. There have been a lot of beautiful and poignant posts, and some that have made me feel sad. A bit like my life really.
I was brought up by my grandparents, God bless them both. But while this was great when I was little, it became a real problem when I became a teenager because of the time lag between their rules and the rules of my generation. But they loved me and I can respect them for that.
My adult life started on a good footing but soon went into turmoil when I suffered a psychological setback. The circumstances of my birth and my very early years took their toll. I know too little about it to be able to form an opinion. But I have spent most of my life trying to work out the meaning of it all. I believe it's called the dark night of the soul; only mine started sooner and has lasted longer than it should have.
Moving here, to Bedford, was a great move. It's been like finding the key to my shackles. I have no doubt that the experiences heretofore have helped, but here, I have been able to give free reign to my mind. I have been able to be myself.
But it's like I'm about 20 years behind most men. Plus, while I can understand most other people's struggles, I still find it hard understanding my own. I go to work because I have to, not because I enjoy it. My mind is constantly on other matters.
I have what I call an empty intelligence. A great capacity for understanding, but not a single thing that I can profess to be an expert at. My memory is virtually non-existant, and that's not helpful in any way. Before I read this thread, it was occurring to me that I spent my teenage years doing homework and watching whatever TV my grandparents watched.
In October and November 2004, I suffered two heart attacks. Some of you know this. Damn, I'm supposed to get my affairs together so that someone can take care of them when I move on to the next realm, but I just haven't got round to it because I am too busy.
I have learnt that my heart attacks are brought on not by fat, drink, smoking, or lack of exercise. They are brought on by emotional stress. Ironic is it that I had taken some regressive therapy in Glastonbury a month before my first heart attack to find out about what happened in my early childhood. I learnt a lot that day.
Other than my early years as a man, I have been my own man. I have found my own way. They have not been easy, they have not all been years to remember, but they are mine.
This is the longest I have lived in one place. Hitherto, my max has been 18 months on average. I have lived here since 1998. But this is not my home.
I am 50, still going strong even if I have put on a bit of weight. My quest to understand life is still strong. I am not entirely happy, but this is my own fault for running up a debt. I am not entirely happy because a long time ago, I dropped out to try and understand my life and it has taken me along time to find somewhere where I can actually do that. I still have not left the appropriate directions in case of my untimely death. I still have things to do. But, I find myself drawn to say, sod it, I want to enjoy myself. If I keep living the life I'm living, the stress of it will kill me.
Last year, I met the FG, and it was like coming home ('scuse me while I wipe away the tears). My arrival at the FG was the result of an exercise in (would you believe it) finding a place where I could discuss 'tribal' values.
So, there you have it folks, I think we're a tribe.
*Humbly walks off stage*
I was brought up by my grandparents, God bless them both. But while this was great when I was little, it became a real problem when I became a teenager because of the time lag between their rules and the rules of my generation. But they loved me and I can respect them for that.
My adult life started on a good footing but soon went into turmoil when I suffered a psychological setback. The circumstances of my birth and my very early years took their toll. I know too little about it to be able to form an opinion. But I have spent most of my life trying to work out the meaning of it all. I believe it's called the dark night of the soul; only mine started sooner and has lasted longer than it should have.
Moving here, to Bedford, was a great move. It's been like finding the key to my shackles. I have no doubt that the experiences heretofore have helped, but here, I have been able to give free reign to my mind. I have been able to be myself.
But it's like I'm about 20 years behind most men. Plus, while I can understand most other people's struggles, I still find it hard understanding my own. I go to work because I have to, not because I enjoy it. My mind is constantly on other matters.
I have what I call an empty intelligence. A great capacity for understanding, but not a single thing that I can profess to be an expert at. My memory is virtually non-existant, and that's not helpful in any way. Before I read this thread, it was occurring to me that I spent my teenage years doing homework and watching whatever TV my grandparents watched.
In October and November 2004, I suffered two heart attacks. Some of you know this. Damn, I'm supposed to get my affairs together so that someone can take care of them when I move on to the next realm, but I just haven't got round to it because I am too busy.
I have learnt that my heart attacks are brought on not by fat, drink, smoking, or lack of exercise. They are brought on by emotional stress. Ironic is it that I had taken some regressive therapy in Glastonbury a month before my first heart attack to find out about what happened in my early childhood. I learnt a lot that day.
Other than my early years as a man, I have been my own man. I have found my own way. They have not been easy, they have not all been years to remember, but they are mine.
This is the longest I have lived in one place. Hitherto, my max has been 18 months on average. I have lived here since 1998. But this is not my home.
I am 50, still going strong even if I have put on a bit of weight. My quest to understand life is still strong. I am not entirely happy, but this is my own fault for running up a debt. I am not entirely happy because a long time ago, I dropped out to try and understand my life and it has taken me along time to find somewhere where I can actually do that. I still have not left the appropriate directions in case of my untimely death. I still have things to do. But, I find myself drawn to say, sod it, I want to enjoy myself. If I keep living the life I'm living, the stress of it will kill me.
Last year, I met the FG, and it was like coming home ('scuse me while I wipe away the tears). My arrival at the FG was the result of an exercise in (would you believe it) finding a place where I could discuss 'tribal' values.
So, there you have it folks, I think we're a tribe.
*Humbly walks off stage*
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Life is passing us all by. Thats why the moments count. I feel this sensation frequently and intensely because I wasted so many of my years drinking. Just flushed them right down the ****ing toilet. Most days I feel a sense of urgency to make up for lost time, to right my wrongs and do something worthwhile, something meaningful. Its imperative that I be the best man I possibly can and when I fail, and I fail often, Im desperately disappointed in myself.
I tell myself now after a lifetime of destruction and hating myself that Im ok. Im on the right track. And I am. I like who Im becoming but its not fast enough for me. Theres nothing I can do about that though. I have to take the hours and days as they come and try to make the most of them.
I think I believe that my drunkeness and my families drunkeness provided me with the experiences that enable me to now know where it is I need to go. I guess without that and if I had lived different experiences I would be someone else entirely. I dont think Id change anything as bizarre as that might sound. We all learn in our own way right ? One foot in front of the other, one step at a time for me.
Im not ashamed of where Ive been only because it directs me on the journey that lies ahead of me. I can live with that. Most days I just wing it, every new experience is a learning one and I think I like it that way. Makes me think I dont know everything, keeps me (believe it or not) humble. I am very humble in "real" life and most days Im pretty grateful just to be here. I think Ill work on forgiving myself some more though.
I tell myself now after a lifetime of destruction and hating myself that Im ok. Im on the right track. And I am. I like who Im becoming but its not fast enough for me. Theres nothing I can do about that though. I have to take the hours and days as they come and try to make the most of them.
I think I believe that my drunkeness and my families drunkeness provided me with the experiences that enable me to now know where it is I need to go. I guess without that and if I had lived different experiences I would be someone else entirely. I dont think Id change anything as bizarre as that might sound. We all learn in our own way right ? One foot in front of the other, one step at a time for me.
Im not ashamed of where Ive been only because it directs me on the journey that lies ahead of me. I can live with that. Most days I just wing it, every new experience is a learning one and I think I like it that way. Makes me think I dont know everything, keeps me (believe it or not) humble. I am very humble in "real" life and most days Im pretty grateful just to be here. I think Ill work on forgiving myself some more though.
I AM AWESOME MAN
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Nomad wrote: Life is passing us all by. Thats why the moments count. I feel this sensation frequently and intensely because I wasted so many of my years drinking. Just flushed them right down the ****ing toilet. Most days I feel a sense of urgency to make up for lost time, to right my wrongs and do something worthwhile, something meaningful. Its imperative that I be the best man I possibly can and when I fail, and I fail often, Im desperately disappointed in myself.
I tell myself now after a lifetime of destruction and hating myself that Im ok. Im on the right track. And I am. I like who Im becoming but its not fast enough for me. Theres nothing I can do about that though. I have to take the hours and days as they come and try to make the most of them.
I think I believe that my drunkeness and my families drunkeness provided me with the experiences that enable me to now know where it is I need to go. I guess without that and if I had lived different experiences I would be someone else entirely. I dont think Id change anything as bizarre as that might sound. We all learn in our own way right ? One foot in front of the other, one step at a time for me.
Im not ashamed of where Ive been only because it directs me on the journey that lies ahead of me. I can live with that. Most days I just wing it, every new experience is a learning one and I think I like it that way. Makes me think I dont know everything, keeps me (believe it or not) humble. I am very humble in "real" life and most days Im pretty grateful just to be here. I think Ill work on forgiving myself some more though.
Your post humbles me also, Nomad. Seems we've had a similar fate. Mine took me on to try drugs. Most of them I rejected. But, even to this day, and even now as I write this, I would just love a spliff. But at least cannabis is herbs and natural (well, before 'they' messed with it).
'They'? These are the people who took it upon themselves to grow it for themselves. Because of the law, they had to be discreet. They used simple techniques and developed hydropony. The conditions were so ideal that the market became flooded with a new kind of cannabis. It was pure.
Unfortunately, it has lost an essential ingredient in the process. This ingredient is very essential and without it, users are in danger of losing more than their minds. I have done my own study into this stuff as well as other stuff. You're lucky to get hold of a decent batch these days. Fortunately, I've never been addicted to it. It's still good for a good night of sex though.
I tell myself now after a lifetime of destruction and hating myself that Im ok. Im on the right track. And I am. I like who Im becoming but its not fast enough for me. Theres nothing I can do about that though. I have to take the hours and days as they come and try to make the most of them.
I think I believe that my drunkeness and my families drunkeness provided me with the experiences that enable me to now know where it is I need to go. I guess without that and if I had lived different experiences I would be someone else entirely. I dont think Id change anything as bizarre as that might sound. We all learn in our own way right ? One foot in front of the other, one step at a time for me.
Im not ashamed of where Ive been only because it directs me on the journey that lies ahead of me. I can live with that. Most days I just wing it, every new experience is a learning one and I think I like it that way. Makes me think I dont know everything, keeps me (believe it or not) humble. I am very humble in "real" life and most days Im pretty grateful just to be here. I think Ill work on forgiving myself some more though.
Your post humbles me also, Nomad. Seems we've had a similar fate. Mine took me on to try drugs. Most of them I rejected. But, even to this day, and even now as I write this, I would just love a spliff. But at least cannabis is herbs and natural (well, before 'they' messed with it).
'They'? These are the people who took it upon themselves to grow it for themselves. Because of the law, they had to be discreet. They used simple techniques and developed hydropony. The conditions were so ideal that the market became flooded with a new kind of cannabis. It was pure.
Unfortunately, it has lost an essential ingredient in the process. This ingredient is very essential and without it, users are in danger of losing more than their minds. I have done my own study into this stuff as well as other stuff. You're lucky to get hold of a decent batch these days. Fortunately, I've never been addicted to it. It's still good for a good night of sex though.
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OpenMind wrote: Your post humbles me also, Nomad. Seems we've had a similar fate. Mine took me on to try drugs. Most of them I rejected. But, even to this day, and even now as I write this, I would just love a spliff. But at least cannabis is herbs and natural (well, before 'they' messed with it).
'They'? These are the people who took it upon themselves to grow it for themselves. Because of the law, they had to be discreet. They used simple techniques and developed hydropony. The conditions were so ideal that the market became flooded with a new kind of cannabis. It was pure.
Unfortunately, it has lost an essential ingredient in the process. This ingredient is very essential and without it, users are in danger of losing more than their minds. I have done my own study into this stuff as well as other stuff. You're lucky to get hold of a decent batch these days. Fortunately, I've never been addicted to it. It's still good for a good night of sex though.
Id love to smoke the occasional joint on a Fri night but all in all its not worth it. As they say reality is for those who cant cope with drugs.
'They'? These are the people who took it upon themselves to grow it for themselves. Because of the law, they had to be discreet. They used simple techniques and developed hydropony. The conditions were so ideal that the market became flooded with a new kind of cannabis. It was pure.
Unfortunately, it has lost an essential ingredient in the process. This ingredient is very essential and without it, users are in danger of losing more than their minds. I have done my own study into this stuff as well as other stuff. You're lucky to get hold of a decent batch these days. Fortunately, I've never been addicted to it. It's still good for a good night of sex though.
Id love to smoke the occasional joint on a Fri night but all in all its not worth it. As they say reality is for those who cant cope with drugs.
I AM AWESOME MAN
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Nomad wrote: Id love to smoke the occasional joint on a Fri night but all in all its not worth it. As they say reality is for those who cant cope with drugs.
Reality. Now there's a concept. I've seen some people get high on this concept alone; including myself.
Reality depends, initially, on the polarity of your perspective. I find it difficult to believe that at one time in my life, ie, when I started my apprenticeship, that I had an enthusiasm for it . Unfortunately, my memory lets me down and tells me that this was so as I remember my Mum pleading for me to stop telling her everything I'd learnt every day. Good ol' Mum.
Reality. Now there's a concept. I've seen some people get high on this concept alone; including myself.
Reality depends, initially, on the polarity of your perspective. I find it difficult to believe that at one time in my life, ie, when I started my apprenticeship, that I had an enthusiasm for it . Unfortunately, my memory lets me down and tells me that this was so as I remember my Mum pleading for me to stop telling her everything I'd learnt every day. Good ol' Mum.
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Everyone here has posted a word, a phrase, a sentence, a quote or a story that has reached out and helped one or all of us. I have been here for several months and I'm amazed at the power of the people here to touch someone elses heart and mind. Of course in real life there have been people that have supoorted us along the way, but this place and the people in it are something special.
Too many of us 'beat ourselves up' over the past...i used to and still do to a certain extent but i am learning to let go and move on.
I existed for a few years 'waiting' for good things to happen to me....now I'm trying to MAKE them happen....only small, modest things mind and I do them alone, but at least I've thrown the apathy aside.
I try not to look on the past as wasted years, but rather reflect on them as LEARNING years.
Power and love to you all People !:yh_flower
Too many of us 'beat ourselves up' over the past...i used to and still do to a certain extent but i am learning to let go and move on.
I existed for a few years 'waiting' for good things to happen to me....now I'm trying to MAKE them happen....only small, modest things mind and I do them alone, but at least I've thrown the apathy aside.
I try not to look on the past as wasted years, but rather reflect on them as LEARNING years.
Power and love to you all People !:yh_flower
A smile is a window on your face to show your heart is home
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Bez wrote: Everyone here has posted a word, a phrase, a sentence, a quote or a story that has reached out and helped one or all of us. I have been here for several months and I'm amazed at the power of the people here to touch someone elses heart and mind. Of course in real life there have been people that have supoorted us along the way, but this place and the people in it are something special.
Too many of us 'beat ourselves up' over the past...i used to and still do to a certain extent but i am learning to let go and move on.
I existed for a few years 'waiting' for good things to happen to me....now I'm trying to MAKE them happen....only small, modest things mind and I do them alone, but at least I've thrown the apathy aside.
I try not to look on the past as wasted years, but rather reflect on them as LEARNING years.
Power and love to you all People !:yh_flower
Hey, Bez.
Have you tried having an FG free day. I can never go on holiday now until I get a wireless laptop. Come to that, I could do with wireless headphones, too. And a wireless cam (I know at least 1 member who has one of those). In fact, wouldn't it be cool if I had a wireless home on wheels?
Too many of us 'beat ourselves up' over the past...i used to and still do to a certain extent but i am learning to let go and move on.
I existed for a few years 'waiting' for good things to happen to me....now I'm trying to MAKE them happen....only small, modest things mind and I do them alone, but at least I've thrown the apathy aside.
I try not to look on the past as wasted years, but rather reflect on them as LEARNING years.
Power and love to you all People !:yh_flower
Hey, Bez.
Have you tried having an FG free day. I can never go on holiday now until I get a wireless laptop. Come to that, I could do with wireless headphones, too. And a wireless cam (I know at least 1 member who has one of those). In fact, wouldn't it be cool if I had a wireless home on wheels?
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My life, like everyone else's here, has had its good and bad times. Some days I can get up and all seems as it should be, in the scheme of things. Other days, nothing seems right.
One of the hardest things for me in my later years has been trying to know myself, recognising the outworn patterns of behaviour that may have served me well when I was younger but which now are redundant. My major pattern has been to close off emotionally and protect myself from hurt.
My last two relationships have exposed my emotionally neediness and I have had great difficulty coming to terms with this after a lifetime of protecting my emotional self and pretending that I need no-one. It feels exquisitely painful.
I do need someone and that someone is myself. Only when I can meet my own needs, only when I can have a deep love for myself, can I hope to truly feel this love for others and to have a healthy and fulfilling relationship with another person. But my heart has yet to recognise this and, until it does, I shall stumble on blindly, looking for the "other" to make me whole.
We all, as human beings, suffer that "exquisite pain" for a multitude of reasons, each reason as equally valid as another. At times it seems too much or we can't understand why...I like Gibran's words and I want to share them today with all my extraordinary and magical friends in the Garden...
"Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding. Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its heart may stand in the sun, so must you know pain."
One of the hardest things for me in my later years has been trying to know myself, recognising the outworn patterns of behaviour that may have served me well when I was younger but which now are redundant. My major pattern has been to close off emotionally and protect myself from hurt.
My last two relationships have exposed my emotionally neediness and I have had great difficulty coming to terms with this after a lifetime of protecting my emotional self and pretending that I need no-one. It feels exquisitely painful.
I do need someone and that someone is myself. Only when I can meet my own needs, only when I can have a deep love for myself, can I hope to truly feel this love for others and to have a healthy and fulfilling relationship with another person. But my heart has yet to recognise this and, until it does, I shall stumble on blindly, looking for the "other" to make me whole.
We all, as human beings, suffer that "exquisite pain" for a multitude of reasons, each reason as equally valid as another. At times it seems too much or we can't understand why...I like Gibran's words and I want to share them today with all my extraordinary and magical friends in the Garden...
"Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding. Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its heart may stand in the sun, so must you know pain."
Live the questions now. Perhaps you will then gradually, without noticing it, live along some distant day into the answers...Rainer Maria Rilke
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That is so true, Theia. Pain is a learning experience.
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There should come a time in life however... when we have learned enough, grown enough, matured enough.... come to love ourselves enough.. that we choose to avoid walking into painful situations. If we dont, we are like children putting our hands on a hot stove over and over again. With pain is supposed to come wisdom. We can remain kind, but become wise, or choose to be masochists.
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Sorry Snooze. I just read your post and came to the same conclusion. I'll repost the poem... just felt a bit like I was on a soapbox.. grin.. I really do like the poem.
It's kind of weird. (I like Paul Celan's expressionist stuff too - which probably drew me in in the first place). And it's the stone that's chosen to reject LIFE. ... um... grin...
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Survivor
'It is time the stone made an effort to flower'. - Paul Celan
But it was always too late
for what had grown used to lifelessness
to outburst its borders.
More than anything else a stone
is self-contained, gradually worn down
by trivial play of wind
fruitless rain.
It is neither blistered
nor wounded nor amazed.
Seasons breathe and die before it.
It has no vanity in the pretty
dance of shadow and light.
Why draw on ancient energies
to rise up as silken fragrance
unperennial as memory
to be dispersed
with all of mortality's failures?
It needs no friends, admirers, lovers.
With its small cold face
it brazens out eternity's glare
better than most.
Shane McCauley
It's kind of weird. (I like Paul Celan's expressionist stuff too - which probably drew me in in the first place). And it's the stone that's chosen to reject LIFE. ... um... grin...
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Survivor
'It is time the stone made an effort to flower'. - Paul Celan
But it was always too late
for what had grown used to lifelessness
to outburst its borders.
More than anything else a stone
is self-contained, gradually worn down
by trivial play of wind
fruitless rain.
It is neither blistered
nor wounded nor amazed.
Seasons breathe and die before it.
It has no vanity in the pretty
dance of shadow and light.
Why draw on ancient energies
to rise up as silken fragrance
unperennial as memory
to be dispersed
with all of mortality's failures?
It needs no friends, admirers, lovers.
With its small cold face
it brazens out eternity's glare
better than most.
Shane McCauley
"Life is too short to ski with ugly men"
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I think I'd prefer to be a gemstone than a dandelion
A dandelion has medicinal uses. And it can be made into dandelion wine.
What can I do with a gemstone other than gaze at it then toss it at some target. Perhaps I can get some use out of a gemstone for target practise, or I can use a gemstone for meditation. But I can think of more useful things for these activities rather than a gemstone.
I'd rather have dandelions. I can have hours of fun puffing on their seedy heads (much to the annoyance of my neighbours who don't want dandelions taking seed in their gardens).
A dandelion has medicinal uses. And it can be made into dandelion wine.
What can I do with a gemstone other than gaze at it then toss it at some target. Perhaps I can get some use out of a gemstone for target practise, or I can use a gemstone for meditation. But I can think of more useful things for these activities rather than a gemstone.
I'd rather have dandelions. I can have hours of fun puffing on their seedy heads (much to the annoyance of my neighbours who don't want dandelions taking seed in their gardens).
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Make pretty rings too........................
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OpenMind wrote: Hey, Bez.
Have you tried having an FG free day. I can never go on holiday now until I get a wireless laptop. Come to that, I could do with wireless headphones, too. And a wireless cam (I know at least 1 member who has one of those). In fact, wouldn't it be cool if I had a wireless home on wheels?
I had a FG free weekend once when i was a newcomer....I survived....just...it might be much worse now because i'm rather reliant on the folks here....I'll let yo know when I've been tested so to speak..
Have you tried having an FG free day. I can never go on holiday now until I get a wireless laptop. Come to that, I could do with wireless headphones, too. And a wireless cam (I know at least 1 member who has one of those). In fact, wouldn't it be cool if I had a wireless home on wheels?
I had a FG free weekend once when i was a newcomer....I survived....just...it might be much worse now because i'm rather reliant on the folks here....I'll let yo know when I've been tested so to speak..
A smile is a window on your face to show your heart is home
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weeder wrote: There should come a time in life however... when we have learned enough, grown enough, matured enough.... come to love ourselves enough.. that we choose to avoid walking into painful situations. If we dont, we are like children putting our hands on a hot stove over and over again. With pain is supposed to come wisdom. We can remain kind, but become wise, or choose to be masochists.
Trouble is Weeder....that sometimes the painful situations are hidden or disguised. I don't think we deliberately walk into them.....they just jump out and bite us.
It would be handy if we were all truly clairvoyant and everything before us was crystal clear....but it aint gonna happen...
Trouble is Weeder....that sometimes the painful situations are hidden or disguised. I don't think we deliberately walk into them.....they just jump out and bite us.
It would be handy if we were all truly clairvoyant and everything before us was crystal clear....but it aint gonna happen...
A smile is a window on your face to show your heart is home
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Many gemstones are used for industrial purposes
Make pretty rings too
Sorry, guys. But that just doesn't make my day as much as puffing on a dandelion seed head.:rolleyes:
I don't wear rings. I don't even wear a watch.
Make pretty rings too
Sorry, guys. But that just doesn't make my day as much as puffing on a dandelion seed head.:rolleyes:
I don't wear rings. I don't even wear a watch.
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SnoozeControl wrote: I'm beating a dead horse, I know, but I've heard the expression "living rock" before, and this entire planet could be considered a rock hurtling through space. So the analogy between a living flower and a dead rock isn't working for me.
Okay, I'm taking my anal-retentive self to work now. Bye.
You cannot surely be working on Good Friday.:-2
Okay, I'm taking my anal-retentive self to work now. Bye.
You cannot surely be working on Good Friday.:-2
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SnoozeControl wrote: I'm AT work, I didn't actually say I was working.
:wah: Yeah I mean who actually works at work these days anyway??
:wah: Yeah I mean who actually works at work these days anyway??
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OpenMind wrote: You cannot surely be working on Good Friday.:-2
Egg #23 The Golden Egg
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Yo Yo wrote: Egg #23 The Golden Eggfound it! :-6
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:wah: Go LC!
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Bez wrote:
It would be handy if we were all truly clairvoyant and everything before us was crystal clear....but it aint gonna happen...
Oh Bez... NO!! Can you imagine what life would be like if we actually DID know what our future held. I shudder at the thought.
Open Mind - getting high on the concept of reality is an interesting idea!
Gemstones, dandelions - grin... I took a four year old down to the creek a couple of days ago to sail boats. He didn't want to sail boats. He wanted to gather up stones and chuck them into the water. The bigger the plop and splash, the better. The stones ended up in deep water. A dandelion of course would have floated decoratively into the sunset. :yh_rotfl
And LC has found the GOLDEN EGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Wish you could all email yourselves over and come to the Folk Festival today. How's about we all do the Belly Dancing class!!!
It would be handy if we were all truly clairvoyant and everything before us was crystal clear....but it aint gonna happen...
Oh Bez... NO!! Can you imagine what life would be like if we actually DID know what our future held. I shudder at the thought.
Open Mind - getting high on the concept of reality is an interesting idea!
Gemstones, dandelions - grin... I took a four year old down to the creek a couple of days ago to sail boats. He didn't want to sail boats. He wanted to gather up stones and chuck them into the water. The bigger the plop and splash, the better. The stones ended up in deep water. A dandelion of course would have floated decoratively into the sunset. :yh_rotfl
And LC has found the GOLDEN EGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Wish you could all email yourselves over and come to the Folk Festival today. How's about we all do the Belly Dancing class!!!
"Life is too short to ski with ugly men"
life passing by
Bez wrote: Everyone here has posted a word, a phrase, a sentence, a quote or a story that has reached out and helped one or all of us. I have been here for several months and I'm amazed at the power of the people here to touch someone elses heart and mind. Of course in real life there have been people that have supoorted us along the way, but this place and the people in it are something special.
Too many of us 'beat ourselves up' over the past...i used to and still do to a certain extent but i am learning to let go and move on.
I existed for a few years 'waiting' for good things to happen to me....now I'm trying to MAKE them happen....only small, modest things mind and I do them alone, but at least I've thrown the apathy aside.
I try not to look on the past as wasted years, but rather reflect on them as LEARNING years.
Power and love to you all People !:yh_flower
Right on baby !
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Too many of us 'beat ourselves up' over the past...i used to and still do to a certain extent but i am learning to let go and move on.
I existed for a few years 'waiting' for good things to happen to me....now I'm trying to MAKE them happen....only small, modest things mind and I do them alone, but at least I've thrown the apathy aside.
I try not to look on the past as wasted years, but rather reflect on them as LEARNING years.
Power and love to you all People !:yh_flower
Right on baby !
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