we can swear, but not in our public schools. Can a soul on earth actually believe that I marched on down to our local "all we teach is true" and enrolled four out of five of my brood? And to think, the rest of the universe is consumed with world peace still. Boring !!!
I'm choosing to surrender, just as Sri Aurobindo would recommend too. For those not in the know, we must sink to the depths of humanity first, yes refugees, I'm referring to you. Having sunk, we can know all the suffering there is. God's gift, remember? All that's still true.
Greedy folks out there, I sense 'em throughout my long, sacrificial days. Nothing's ever good enough it seems, always asking for more, finding reason to complain. Whatever would my world be like if people were just grateful for fate, probably would see that as lame.
Just being grateful for the echoes all day. As I adapt to this new life I'm leading (ah yes, me and my love for the new)...the challenge is already reaping tons and tons of fruit. Except for those annoying interruptions that tell me my path's not good enough, makes me blue.
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Friday, July 24, 2009
Reed Dignity
So close to being Ninja Dignity, you don't even know. Reeds, and their flexible natures simplified the important life change I'm about to present...ninjas wouldn't have to use boring concepts like life change, they own the flow. Reeds, not intimidated though.
If a ninja ran out of moves and came upon the waters parted by Jesus Himself, would the ninja say "fill that back up bitch, I've got something to prove, just give me a sec while I remind myself what it is."
...or, would the ninja have a flashback to the time his mother lovingly tossed him into a trash receptacle so he could fulfill his "I'm better than carelessly non-recycled scraps of conspiracy-cover-up newspaper" destiny?
Well, let's be frank here. The ninja would rest first, and wonder what he ate for breakfast...the only possible reason ninja's strength would be lacking. Then, the ninja obviously would choose a casual stride as he moseyed between the waters, and then he'd trip.
Ninja would NOT want to repeat history or confuse society with yet another common miracle story that has been writ. Incredible at improvising, ninja would be the first non-Jesus impersonator (trust me, they exist) to invoke laughter in the loins of all the nearby reeds.
Jesus would be amazed. Parting waters and being amazed are something Jesus is capable of, well wait. Oh no, that's right. He's a man and so he CAN be amazed, it's God who's above all that. Then, after being convinced by the reeds, Jesus gives ninja ONE MORE MOVE...
If a ninja ran out of moves and came upon the waters parted by Jesus Himself, would the ninja say "fill that back up bitch, I've got something to prove, just give me a sec while I remind myself what it is."
...or, would the ninja have a flashback to the time his mother lovingly tossed him into a trash receptacle so he could fulfill his "I'm better than carelessly non-recycled scraps of conspiracy-cover-up newspaper" destiny?
Well, let's be frank here. The ninja would rest first, and wonder what he ate for breakfast...the only possible reason ninja's strength would be lacking. Then, the ninja obviously would choose a casual stride as he moseyed between the waters, and then he'd trip.
Ninja would NOT want to repeat history or confuse society with yet another common miracle story that has been writ. Incredible at improvising, ninja would be the first non-Jesus impersonator (trust me, they exist) to invoke laughter in the loins of all the nearby reeds.
Jesus would be amazed. Parting waters and being amazed are something Jesus is capable of, well wait. Oh no, that's right. He's a man and so he CAN be amazed, it's God who's above all that. Then, after being convinced by the reeds, Jesus gives ninja ONE MORE MOVE...
Friday, July 10, 2009
Thank God for the institution of marriage
Too soon to bask in those fine borders of what is, and shouldn't be, possible when there's a classic white gold band on your finger, surpassed only by the diamond you inherited from Estonian royalty? Well, one-third of the original, but I got the clearest cut. Thank you God!
Were the news not afluster lately with affairs of the heart and loins by our very own politicians, I'd have nothing to say on the matter. What would a girl with an uncheatin heart know about infidelity anyway, besides the fact that it's easy to judge, more difficult to understand the reasoning.
Take the one with the soulmate, the only one that stands out to me among the batch of unprofessionals...you'd think in the moment he confessed it, he'd high-tail his ass right into the arms of his Argentinian newscaster. Turns out it wasn't about the character of his children afterall, he's nothing without his career. An empty vessel.
Filled with doubt that any Argentinian whose reputation he conveniently trashed in the process, would enjoy celebrating life beside a once-he-was, or almost-made-it-to-his-pinnacle-were-it-not-for-love. He chose what any man would choose with one-hundred years allowed on the planet, only forty of those viable.
Ultimately, he didn't leave his wife or destroy the character of his children for his soulmate. Funny man. Maybe, for all I know, they do all their communicating in ESP land, were that possible, which it's not, leaving me wondering...what could the other half of her soul even be thinking? Turns out love isn't the only reason for breathing.
Who really cares in the end, right? Not me, I'm heading to my cabin. Where I will bask in the sun between Cross Sums and Frescas, and at some point be surrounded by too many drunk out of their minds twenty-somethings, celebrating a family friend's bachelor party. We grown ups will be sober.
Last thing though, speaking of family friends...he's getting married this August and there's absolutely no better purpose for a girl like me on earth, than to be a good, reliable role model of healthy marriage to these young ones. Couldn't do it without my husband. May the institution of marriage always be blessed.
Were the news not afluster lately with affairs of the heart and loins by our very own politicians, I'd have nothing to say on the matter. What would a girl with an uncheatin heart know about infidelity anyway, besides the fact that it's easy to judge, more difficult to understand the reasoning.
Take the one with the soulmate, the only one that stands out to me among the batch of unprofessionals...you'd think in the moment he confessed it, he'd high-tail his ass right into the arms of his Argentinian newscaster. Turns out it wasn't about the character of his children afterall, he's nothing without his career. An empty vessel.
Filled with doubt that any Argentinian whose reputation he conveniently trashed in the process, would enjoy celebrating life beside a once-he-was, or almost-made-it-to-his-pinnacle-were-it-not-for-love. He chose what any man would choose with one-hundred years allowed on the planet, only forty of those viable.
Ultimately, he didn't leave his wife or destroy the character of his children for his soulmate. Funny man. Maybe, for all I know, they do all their communicating in ESP land, were that possible, which it's not, leaving me wondering...what could the other half of her soul even be thinking? Turns out love isn't the only reason for breathing.
Who really cares in the end, right? Not me, I'm heading to my cabin. Where I will bask in the sun between Cross Sums and Frescas, and at some point be surrounded by too many drunk out of their minds twenty-somethings, celebrating a family friend's bachelor party. We grown ups will be sober.
Last thing though, speaking of family friends...he's getting married this August and there's absolutely no better purpose for a girl like me on earth, than to be a good, reliable role model of healthy marriage to these young ones. Couldn't do it without my husband. May the institution of marriage always be blessed.
Monday, July 6, 2009
Like a reed
Only, more important. It's much more important to be unafraid to dine with the lower ranks and classes, pictures coming later, all thanks to my loving neighbors. Toothless I might add. Wouldn't want to be one of those others, counting the days, making points from the rafters, better than all of thou, but thank you.
The thank you's always added later, false humility to make up for the lack of lack. It's the lack of lack that always gives it all away, nothing to lose left, with lack of lack. Like a reed I said, has everything it needs, plus benefits. Oh the benefits reeds throw, just to give it all away again, I said.
Ever hear of a reed like that? Or, too busy chasing all the latest fashions, unsure of your worth and so dress it all up then. Just in case, the rare soul can't see through it, or just acts like it can't. Reeds always can. They're just bendy like that. And fast.
The thank you's always added later, false humility to make up for the lack of lack. It's the lack of lack that always gives it all away, nothing to lose left, with lack of lack. Like a reed I said, has everything it needs, plus benefits. Oh the benefits reeds throw, just to give it all away again, I said.
Ever hear of a reed like that? Or, too busy chasing all the latest fashions, unsure of your worth and so dress it all up then. Just in case, the rare soul can't see through it, or just acts like it can't. Reeds always can. They're just bendy like that. And fast.
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