I know I have already written about how beautiful the snow is, and I stick to the philosophy. Being of the technical generation I had forgotten how inconvenient it is though. I watch most if not all my television programs on the web, I do all my banking, pay my bills, even my phone runs through my Internet system. So that being said... When the power goes out, no phone to call a friend or 911, no checking the stock market or the latest news or weather. Forget the banking, automatic payments just cause overdrafts. Another mess to clean up is what it turns into.
I am proud to say that I can still shovel snow. Two packs of cigarettes per day for 32 years add beer on that and I can still shovel with no problems! I think the health department is maybe misinformed a bit. We had 10 inches of very wet snow here, it was a wonderful workout to say the least, but I still did better than a 22 year old.
Trees, I love them, they are down all over the place here and it looks as if we are getting 18-24 inches in the next day or so. I expect to do more sawing by hand (I don't own a chainsaw) lose my Internet and phone connections, lose my electric. I know I sound like I am bitching but hear me out.
Every generation is raised differently, my point being we never relied on the Internet growing up. I have books, playing cards, kerosene lamps, candles, food stockpiled, bullets for the guns. I am ready and prepared for the next round of snow if it is really as bad as they say. Is the younger generation? Did the information handed down really get absorbed? If McDonald's can't open can they still find something to eat?
My Morning Empowerment exercise! Click here!
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Snowy Day
Did I ever mention how much I love the snow and how romantic I always thought it was. Yes, yes I know all the downsides. It's cold, you have to shovel, the power goes out.... Blah Blah Blah....
I still find it romantic and if it's going to be cold it might as well be pretty out. A wonderful day for house chores if you get the day off I suppose. Even more so a great day to spend with your lover or your children. (I have neither). But a walk in the woods or a sleigh ride still brings the memories of a caring place back from childhood, even if I am doing it alone. There really is something magical about the snow!
Maybe it is a time for reflection, where the world seems quiet. Of course I love the rain as well for similar reasons. Yes it is a moment of quiet beauty that we are forced to see if we chose to look, then the universe will bring spring upon us with flowers blooming, then into summer and fall and another year will pass us. The dead cannot view the cold snowy days, nor can they recall their lovers or their parents or grandparents that took much time with us when we were children. Only the living can do this.
Personally I am grateful for each snowflake and each memory, every scent of a home cooked meal that this white magic brings. Anyone can complain about every season (there is always something) but for one small moment to sit and watch the flakes fall from the sky and recall a time where hope was present is certainly worth all the cold and shoveling, and even the power outages.
My Morning Empowerment exercise! Click here!
I still find it romantic and if it's going to be cold it might as well be pretty out. A wonderful day for house chores if you get the day off I suppose. Even more so a great day to spend with your lover or your children. (I have neither). But a walk in the woods or a sleigh ride still brings the memories of a caring place back from childhood, even if I am doing it alone. There really is something magical about the snow!
Maybe it is a time for reflection, where the world seems quiet. Of course I love the rain as well for similar reasons. Yes it is a moment of quiet beauty that we are forced to see if we chose to look, then the universe will bring spring upon us with flowers blooming, then into summer and fall and another year will pass us. The dead cannot view the cold snowy days, nor can they recall their lovers or their parents or grandparents that took much time with us when we were children. Only the living can do this.
Personally I am grateful for each snowflake and each memory, every scent of a home cooked meal that this white magic brings. Anyone can complain about every season (there is always something) but for one small moment to sit and watch the flakes fall from the sky and recall a time where hope was present is certainly worth all the cold and shoveling, and even the power outages.
My Morning Empowerment exercise! Click here!
Monday, February 22, 2010
Your Pack
It has come to my attention in a strange kind of way the difference between Dogs and Humans. Please bear with me while I explain. You will understand by the end of this writing I hope.
Dogs communicate better than we do. I know when to feed my pups, when they are over excited, nervous, curious, happy, content, sadly even when they are horny (so they are all fixed) they let me know in their own way. I wish I could say the same about my human companions. Dogs run in packs, and humans do as well if you can wrap your mind around this one. We as humans have our social groups which would equal a dog pack, our friends, our families.
Interesting though that in the human pack there seems to be a general lack of gratitude. We rarely share our bones, take responsibility for the mistake on the floor, or even get real excited when a buddy catches the ball in their mouth, or are happy that we chased a rabbit together. We don't eat together anymore (rarely), and when the day is done even if we got yelled at we don't forgive and get into the bed and snuggle up to stay warm.
Instead we read email and write back about ourselves, we don't say thank you for sending me the link, the song, the movie. We don't say thanks for thinking of me I needed a friend today. Funny thing though a dog will do it everyday, they somehow find a way to say thank you. When we die a friend will mourn for a few days, his or her dog will mourn the balance of their lives. How embarrassing for the human race that we are not as smart.
Answer me this, is your life so full that you only have space for yourself in your pack? I think you know what I mean.
My Morning Empowerment exercise! Click here!
Dogs communicate better than we do. I know when to feed my pups, when they are over excited, nervous, curious, happy, content, sadly even when they are horny (so they are all fixed) they let me know in their own way. I wish I could say the same about my human companions. Dogs run in packs, and humans do as well if you can wrap your mind around this one. We as humans have our social groups which would equal a dog pack, our friends, our families.
Interesting though that in the human pack there seems to be a general lack of gratitude. We rarely share our bones, take responsibility for the mistake on the floor, or even get real excited when a buddy catches the ball in their mouth, or are happy that we chased a rabbit together. We don't eat together anymore (rarely), and when the day is done even if we got yelled at we don't forgive and get into the bed and snuggle up to stay warm.
Instead we read email and write back about ourselves, we don't say thank you for sending me the link, the song, the movie. We don't say thanks for thinking of me I needed a friend today. Funny thing though a dog will do it everyday, they somehow find a way to say thank you. When we die a friend will mourn for a few days, his or her dog will mourn the balance of their lives. How embarrassing for the human race that we are not as smart.
Answer me this, is your life so full that you only have space for yourself in your pack? I think you know what I mean.
My Morning Empowerment exercise! Click here!
Sunday, February 21, 2010
What We Think We Know
Who in the world taught us that the most important thing to do as a teenager was get our drivers license, go to the prom and then go to college? That when we graduated we would get a job, fall in love, get married and have a family. This has to be the worst living fairy tale I have ever experienced, and the same goes for most of my un-happily married friends that think, by staying with the man that beats you, life will suddenly turn out wonderful.
Don't misunderstand me, I am grateful for the things I have and the relations I have managed to develop over the years, the ones I can say that have held the test of time. (without funerals involved). I still care deeply for everyone of my ex partners, and tell myself that maybe I am just to much of a whirlwind for them to hold onto for long... At least that's my lie I tell myself.
So, I wonder I suppose if we are getting smarter or dumber. If Mrs. Obama can tell kids "Just say No to dessert" instead of Mrs. Reagen telling kids "Just say No to drugs" where has it put us as a society? When did we become so stupid? And when did dessert become a bad thing? The older I get the more confused I get. Kids are suppose to play outside and break the neighbors windows with baseballs (accidentally) Dessert is supposed to be a wonderful thing that comes once a day (if they are lucky) Drugs are bad and for degenerates, so is beer..... I wonder what world I grew up in that has changed so quickly.
I would absolutely love to know who came up with the lies we are all still telling ourselves. But whomever did is most likely dead anyway. I kind of wish I could say my parents or grandparents, but I am living exactly the way they taught me to, believe in true love, people have good hearts and will help you, politicians never lie, you can always trust a police man... The list goes on and on. So maybe it's Walt Disney's fault. Someone give me a heads up so I can prepare for the magic when Mickey Mouse starts to build the Yellow Brick Road.
My Morning Empowerment exercise! Click here!
Don't misunderstand me, I am grateful for the things I have and the relations I have managed to develop over the years, the ones I can say that have held the test of time. (without funerals involved). I still care deeply for everyone of my ex partners, and tell myself that maybe I am just to much of a whirlwind for them to hold onto for long... At least that's my lie I tell myself.
So, I wonder I suppose if we are getting smarter or dumber. If Mrs. Obama can tell kids "Just say No to dessert" instead of Mrs. Reagen telling kids "Just say No to drugs" where has it put us as a society? When did we become so stupid? And when did dessert become a bad thing? The older I get the more confused I get. Kids are suppose to play outside and break the neighbors windows with baseballs (accidentally) Dessert is supposed to be a wonderful thing that comes once a day (if they are lucky) Drugs are bad and for degenerates, so is beer..... I wonder what world I grew up in that has changed so quickly.
I would absolutely love to know who came up with the lies we are all still telling ourselves. But whomever did is most likely dead anyway. I kind of wish I could say my parents or grandparents, but I am living exactly the way they taught me to, believe in true love, people have good hearts and will help you, politicians never lie, you can always trust a police man... The list goes on and on. So maybe it's Walt Disney's fault. Someone give me a heads up so I can prepare for the magic when Mickey Mouse starts to build the Yellow Brick Road.
My Morning Empowerment exercise! Click here!
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