By SheelaR
I’ve got a SERIUOS case of writers block. My mind is consumed by so many things right now. My thoughts are moving at a frenetic pace. Not the right conditions for sharing.
I Love – by Steven Bearman
I love.
“I wish I could say that I love you, but the truth is that I just love and you happened to get in the way.
Now, most people would take offense at this, tell me how impersonal it feels, how if I just love everybody because they happen to be there, then my love for any particular person is not special.
But you are special before I love you. You are special even if I do not love you. You are unique, and I am unique, and therefore the love we share is unique. If you don’t feel special, it is only because you have learned to define yourself in opposition to others, competitively.”
Immigration
By SheelaR
I’m somewhat in the fence about immigration. Mostly, because I simply don’t understand the intricacies involved. However, the human person in me, has a aching heart for all these children being sent parentless. across the border. Encamping them or sending them back seems wrong. What else does a nation do with 50,000 children.
I fully understand why people leave war torn or poverty lands for new and bountiful ones. Who doesn’t want to live in the land of opportunity? Who doesn’t want that for their children.
Part of me thinks that it should be done the right way and the other part of me knows that it may not always be the most viable option for desperate people.
As a grandchild of Irish immigrants, I know the beauty and value of becoming an American citizen, for those looking for a life unencumbered by poverty. America is where dreams come true.
Unwanted Wedding Guest
By SheelaR
Funny but true…
A friend from high school just married over the weekend at her Kentucky home. Congratulations and many wishes for a long and happy marriage, Brianna & Eddy! I wish I could have been there.
Anyways…
They’ve been having problems with wild critters invading their property. So, to rid their yard of critters, Eddy set traps around the perimeter of their three acre lot. His efforts were met with some small success in the days leading up to the wedding. Wedding day arrived and everyone was feeling confident that no critters would be making an appearance, and Mother Nature had bestowed upon them the most perfect of sunny afternoons. They had no idea that nature had other plans for them.
All was well, that is, until Brianna began to recite her vows… Suddenly, her vows were met with the blood curdling screams of a possum that had just been caught in one of the traps. Brianna said that she was “mortified” and cried through the rest of the ceremony. She could not believe that she had waited all her life for that moment, only to have it ruined in the most horrifying way. Making it all so much worse, the ceremony was being captured for posterity by a videographer, and her guests were more consumed with the welfare of the possum, and not so much for that of the bride and groom.
Of course, I empathized and tried to comfort her, but the animal lover in me kept wondering why they didn’t use cages. I got off the phone and thought to myself “Next time, trap more kindly.” Lol
Personal Responsibility
By SheelaR
There are a lot of seriously damaged people in the world. If you are a man and you blame women for all your problems, then you should consider getting some professional help. If you are a woman doing the same thing…the advice is the same for you. If you must make someone responsible for screwing you up, blame your mother or your father. The rest of us are not your problem, you are.
Stop placing blame at the feet of others. If you’re a woman and you support and encourage men in their infantile finger pointing,…you need to stop too. That goes for the fellas as well. We are all responsible for our individual behaviors. Women nor men alone, are not responsible for all the ills of the world or their communities. There is plenty of blame to go around. We cannot began to address what is wrong if we’re too busy pointing fingers at each other.
Men… Single mothers did not become single mothers by themselves. Ladies, do a better job of choosing a father for your future children. It’s called “PERSONAL RESPONSIBILITY.” Having said that, let me say this… We all make mistakes and missteps in our lives. Not all relationships are going to turn out just fine. When that something right goes wrong, put on your big girl/big boy pants, and move right along. Don’t get caught up in a perpetual habit of blaming the other person. Some shit just isn’t meant to be.
How To Love An Artist
Lost Art
This is an update to an old story, but still interesting. Just thought I’d share some of the stuff I read on a daily basis…
http://www.artnews.com/2011/08/15/updated-a-long-lost-leonardo-2/
Mugshot Mania
By SheelaR
I had no idea that women were capable of such desperate behavior. Is this behavior unique to American women or is it an international thing? Jeremy Meeks mugshot, is responsible for the Stockton California Police Departments’ Facebook page being bombarded by a throng of curious lusty women. His mugshot photo has garnered over 40,000 likes and 13,000 comments. Wow! Really ladies?! This guy is going have his choice of women, as soon as he’s free, of course. When I first saw the mugshot and accompanying story. I laughed hysterically. I was in total disbelief. I will however admit, he is quite fetching. I’m glad that I’m among the few who isn’t thirsty enough to “like” his mugshot or comment on the Stockton Police departments’ FB page. I don’t need anyone taking a screen shot of that for posterity.
I’ve joked about his good looks, but it’s not that serious for me. As handsome as he is, the fact that he is a convicted felon has not escaped me. Is this where we look for men now? Just asking…
She Let Go
She let go.
She let go. Without a thought or a word, she let go.
She let go of the fear.
She let go of the judgments.
She let go of the confluence of opinions swarming around her head.
She let go of the committee of indecision within her.
She let go of all the ‘right’ reasons.
Wholly and completely, without hesitation or worry, she just let go.
She didn’t ask anyone for advice.
She didn’t read a book on how to let go.
She didn’t search the scriptures.
She just let go.
She let go of all of the memories that held her back.
She let go of all of the anxiety that kept her from moving forward.
She let go of the planning and all of the calculations about how to do it just right.
She didn’t promise to let go.
She didn’t journal about it.
She didn’t write the projected date in her Day-Timer.
She made no public announcement and put no ad in the paper.
She didn’t check the weather report or read her daily horoscope.
She just let go.
She didn’t analyze whether she should let go.
She didn’t call her friends to discuss the matter.
She didn’t do a five-step Spiritual Mind Treatment.
She didn’t call the prayer line.
She didn’t utter one word.
She just let go.
No one was around when it happened.
There was no applause or congratulations.
No one thanked her or praised her.
No one noticed a thing.
Like a leaf falling from a tree, she just let go.
There was no effort.
There was no struggle.
It wasn’t good and it wasn’t bad.
It was what it was, and it is just that.
In the space of letting go, she let it all be.
A small smile came over her face.
A light breeze blew through her. And the sun and the moon shone forevermore…
3 am Musings
By SheelaR
I want to be more gentle than right
I want to cuddle all night
I want us to swim in warm salty sweat
I want to love with no regret
I want to feel your heart beat
I want to be kind always sweet
Thoughts of a Wordinary Girl 