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Don’t Let The Door Hit Ya…

1 Apr

**Alert** This post is nothing more than a frustrated rant.  I left out a lot, omitted much of the cursing I felt like doing, and didn’t mention the fact that I blame no one but ourselves for this situation.  Never EVER rely on friendship to keep housemate situations peaceful.  Always draw up a contract and get some sort of deposit when letting someone move in with you.  You will always end up regretting it if you don’t.

 

My Love and I have been together since October of 2011.  When we became a ‘couple’, his previous girlfriend still lived in his house, as she had nowhere else to go at the time.  There she remained until the 1st of October 2012.

We so enjoyed it when she moved out.  We finally had the place to ourselves.  No one to worry about coming in at ‘inconvenient’ times, or disturbing anyone else with our chaotic sleep schedule.  The place was finally OURS.

Except by Halloween 2012, it wasn’t.

Within weeks of ex-girlfriend moving out, old-high-school-buddy had contacted him and said he needed someplace to stay for a while.  He was having trouble in his marriage, and he needed to get out and get his head straight, try to fix the problems, etc. etc. I’ll call him ‘Andy’.  So, because Andy (technically his mother, since Andy was still just a kid) had let my Love live with him for about 6 months when they were in school together and my Love had left home, my Love felt that he owed it to him to help him out.

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Great Expectations -or- Your Secret Fantasies Revealed

9 Mar
Are they?

Is it?

Today I ran across this ‘meme’, and it applies to some things I’ve been contemplating lately.  I saved it and was about to post it to my Facebook page, when I had to pause and rethink its message. Are expectations really the root of all heartache?  After a few moments of serious thought, I had to conclude that although the sentiment seems sound on the surface, it is incorrect.  I don’t believe that expectations are the problem.

I believe it is important for us to hold expectations; of ourselves as well as those around us.  It’s been proven that higher expectations net higher results than low or no expectations.  When expectations come as a representation of faith in the potential of people or situations, I believe they are an entirely positive thing.  The problems begin to arise when we allow ourselves to forget that the expectations we hold are nothing more than fantasies we have woven about the future, in order to predict what will make us happy. Continue reading

Who’s Really Pulling Your Strings?

28 Feb

From the instant you become conscious in the morning until the moment you fall asleep, someone or something is in control of you.  The question is, is it you?

Most of us would say that we are the ones who control ourselves, but do we really?

First, let’s define ‘me’.  Is me my person, my physical body?  While some of us may measure or define ourselves by our physical being, we are not, in fact, our physical bodies because if we lose a limb or get an organ transplant or blood transfusion, we are still ourselves.  No matter how the physical costume changes, we are still who we are.

In reality who we are, ‘I’, is composed of our minds.  Our soul, spirit, consciousness… whatever label you want to put on it, our thoughts, emotions and actions create the ‘me’ we all claim as who we are, so when I ask who is in control of you, I am in essence asking you who is in control of your mind.

If you are like most people, your immediate answer would be, ‘I am, of course’.  The reality for almost all of us is, the entire time we are awake we give control of ourselves to everyone and everything around us, without even realizing what we are doing.

We give external stimuli (people, events and situations) control of ourselves mentally as well as verbally without a second thought. Continue reading

93 Days and 17 hours… and a Kitten.

24 Feb

That’s how long it has been since my last cigarette.

That’s right, so far there’ve been NO slip-ups for me!  I am officially three months smoke free, and my Love has gone his first full 24 hours without a cigarette.  He hasn’t quit, but he has still cut back significantly, and finally says he actually wants to quit.

I am so proud of him.

I am so proud of ME!

I have passed on approximately 3,748 cigarettes (~187 packs), which equals to roughly $637.00.

YAY, me!

Okay, enough tooting my own horn.  On to the cute stuff!

Lucky, my kitten (who isn’t really ‘kitten’ size anymore).  I did promise to have pictures (and I do) however, the only ones that are on the computer are from when we first got him, so you will see the ‘ball-o-fluff’ photos for now.

Lucky's First Bath

Lucky’s First Bath

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The Traveler – A Journey Of the Soul (Video)

23 Sep

I made a video for yesterday’s writing and posted it on Youtube. Hope you enjoy.

 

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The Traveler

22 Sep
English: Lower AuSable Lake in the Adirondack ...

Lower AuSable Lake in the Adirondack High Peaks. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

One spring day, a man climbed to the top of a mountain, and beheld a view so breathtakingly beautiful it brought tears to his eyes.

He sat on the ground, and found himself more comfortable than he’d ever been, and decided that he would not move from this place, he would stay here, enjoying this amazing view for the rest of his life.

Each day, others came to the top of the mountain, many stayed, but others only gazed around them, and then continued on their way.

At first, the man didn’t notice the others, only the view in front of him, and each day he wept at its beauty.

As the man wept, he began to notice the others, those who only stopped for a moment, and then continued on their journey.

He called out to one and asked, ‘Brother, brother, how can you walk away from the most beautiful view in the world?’

The other man paused, smiled down at him and said, ‘I am not walking away, brother.  I journey to become a part of it.’

The man looked at the traveler in confusion, ‘I don’t understand.’

The traveler reached out his hand, and helped the man to his feet.  He pointed to the path that led up the mountain and said, ‘To get here, you traveled very far, and the way was not easy.’

He pointed to where the man had been sitting, ‘Here you found comfort, in order to regain your strength…’

He then turned, and pointed to the view, ‘… and a glimpse of where you’re going, in order to regain your will.’

He turned back to the man, joy and kindness shining from his eyes and said, ‘But this is not the end, brother.’

The man looked down the mountain and said, ‘But there is no path from here to there.  Will I not get lost?’

The traveler smiled at him and said, ‘There is no path until you begin the journey.  Each man’s path is his own, but throughout the journey, you will find signs to point you in the direction you should go, and there will be guides to help you along the way.’

The man said, ‘But I am afraid.  I do not want to take the long journey alone.’

The traveler smiled again and said, ‘Brother, you will not be alone.  Although each man’s path is his own, there are many of us taking the journey, and each place you need a friend, one will be there waiting, to share the path with you, until you’re ready to continue on alone.’

The man looked back at the path he had taken up the mountain, then at the place he had rested, then at the view he’d admired for so long, then finally he looked back at the traveler, ‘How do you know these things?’

The traveler smiled, and pointed to the edge of the clearing, where a faint path was slowly appearing.  He held out his hand.

‘Because, brother, I have already begun my journey.  I was sent back to help you begin yours.’

Thank you to all of my friends who have taken the time to help me along my own journey.  I love you all so very dearly… this story is in honor of you.

Committing Kindness – A Father’s Love

14 Aug
Commit Random Kindness

Commit Random Kindness (Photo credit: ganesha.isis)

I know I sound like a broken record these last few days, with all these posts about Committing Kindness, but I just can’t seem to get it out of my head.  I hope that instead of getting bored, you all are enjoying these posts.  Today I’d like to share something that I found that really impressed me, and I hope that it impresses you, too.

I ran across this blog entitled “366 Random Acts“, in which a father took it upon himself to commit 366 acts of kindness for either strangers, friends or family members because he wanted to make the world a better place for his 3 month old daughter to live.  This ‘year + 1’ of selfless acts has since been completed, and he is now gearing up for his next adventure in kindness which he has titled ‘State of Kind’ in which he plans to commit an act of kindness in each of the 50 states.  Following is an excerpt from one of his favorite acts, Day 330 entitled ‘Walked In Someone Else’s Shoes’.

“I am 6’3″ and 200 lbs., but today I felt no bigger than [my daughter] Isla .  Hundreds upon hundreds of people walked by me without looking at or even acting as though I was invisible.  People whispered about me as they walked by, and some even snickered at me.  It actually got me pretty down and depressed.  However, every once in a while, someone would come up to me, ask me how I was doing, and put something into my tattered pink Solo cup.”

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