Sunday, December 22, 2013

Political Incorrectness? NOT!

I have been feeling very disappointed in our government for quite a long time, and also the attention of the people of this country. Too many times our congress men and women, and senators, follow their own interests and those of the ones they have in their pockets (though they deny it) and pass laws that hurt those in this country that can least afford it. In this instance I am speaking on the law that was just passed to balance the country's budget on the backs of our retired and disabled veterans (an easy fix in their minds?) reducing their retirement benefits by 1% a year for the next 10 years.
I am not a learned person when it comes to these things, but this to me is just out right wrong. I suppose it would be easy to say just pull money from the retirement benefits of those that have served in the congress and senate so they would know how it feels. But I don't believe this is the answer either. It is kind of like rubbing a dog's nose in their urine after they have peed on the floor, they never learn from it.
So what is the answer to this debacle? Action... the action of we who work hard for the money we make, who work hard to pay the bills, put food on our tables.... work hard to be responsible.
But here is where I feel disappointed in the people of this country, for it doesn't happen. We are more worried about idiots in Hollywood and the things they say, more worried about watching the current shows that degrade and debase people than paying attention to what is going on in our own government, and I will say this strongly... IT WOULD NOT MATTER WHO IS OUR PRESIDENT, BE THEY DEMOCRAT OR REPUBLICAN.....

The problem is with us, we need to stop watching and paying attention to crap and things that bring us down as a people and start standing up for our rights once and for all..... Vote all incumbent senators and congress out of office. We need to start with a clean slate and let them know WE WILL NOT stand for them to sell out our country on the backs of the people who put them there and pay their salary. Just like in the real world, if you don't or won't do the job well, your fired!

Sunday, September 16, 2012

  Dating


     Over the last 6 months I have dated a few men, and each experience has been enlightening for me. All the men have had their good points, most have had less than desirable traits, and a spare few have been what I would put in the "keeper" category. 

      But as I look back on my experiences I have realized I truly need to look at myself, at my strengths and what I want in a relationship, and not so much at the men, for the right one will step forward when he makes the choice to choose me.....

      So here goes... the delving into my psyche. Many of you who read this may not even care, and that is your right... but as these are random thoughts I have, I am putting them out there for me to examine, and for you to hopefully look at yourselves and possibly discover what you want in life, be it in your own relationships, in your work life, or just in yourself... 



    Well let me first start with what I want in a relationship: 

1. I want a long term, serious relationship, one that will go the distance, someone to grow old with, someone who has similar interests, likes, dislikes, someone to share life's daily ups and downs...

2. I want someone who chooses me, who truly wants to spend time with me and be with me...

3. I want someone who is very affectionate. That puppy dog affection that I have witnessed in other couples in love, in couples who truly want to be with each other, the little touches, the looks across a room, the texts in the middle of the week, in the middle of the day just to say "I am thinking about you"...

4.  I want someone in my life who is thoughtful, kind, honest, true to themselves, hard working, smart, funny, and can laugh at themselves, and who knows how to appreciate the simple things in life...

5. Someone to love and who loves me in return, someone who accepts me just the way I am...

6. Someone to take care of and who wants to take care of me in return....




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This is a short list, there are a couple more that I would add, but they are a bit too personal for here.... and this may sound like a list that everyone wants in a relationship. It is a pretty basic list but it all adds up to a connection being made..... And as I look at it and then look at my own strengths, I am finding they are extremely familiar. It appears I want the type of person in my life who is similar to me...Is that so different from what anyone else wants? I don't think so.


Strengths:


So here is a list of my strengths. Some may be silly sounding to you and even to me, but they are a short list of what makes me, me.....

1. I am happy and enjoy life to the fullest.
2. I have so much love to give, and I give it unconditionally, which I feel is a little scary to most people (men).
3. I laugh easily and I am silly a lot.
4. I smile almost all the time.
5. I am kind, honest, loyal (to a fault), and a person of good character.
6. I find enjoyment in the little, simple things in life.
7. I appreciate people for who they are.
8. I am a good cook.
9. I am creative.
10. I am funny.
11. I connect with people I am close to in such a way it is almost psychic.
12. I am very affectionate and show the people I care about how much I love them all the time.
13. I cherish being alone with one person just doing nothing.
14. I make awesome homemade bread.
15. My scones are to die for (lol).
16. I make fabulous spaghetti sauce.
17. I appreciate things around me and notice them, marvel over them....
18. I am thankful for everything, even the bad things, that come into my life, for everything has a lesson to teach.
19. I squeeze the toothpaste tube from the bottom (ha, ha)
20. Sunsets take my breath away.

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    I can go on, but I will stop here for my public list, I am sure some of you will be able to tell me things to add, as you know me even better than I know myself..... 

      As I read down the list of my strengths... I know and realize, I am a terrific person, this is not bragging, I am who I am, and I also am coming to realize that anyone should feel lucky to be in my life...I know I feel lucky all the time to have the people in my life that I do, the people I have chosen to be in my life.......


Faults:


    As I look back at dating it has made me think how easy it is to fall into thinking of my faults instead of my strengths.  I have written those down as well, but the list is small compared to my strengths. But it has made me wonder how many of us walk around with just our list of faults running through our heads on a daily basis instead of our strengths? 

    I would say most. It is hard for us to look at ourselves and say good things. Society has taught us that it is selfish, immodest to think highly of ourselves, that to do so is bragging. 

     Is it any wonder we have a society that is filled with drug addicts looking for the next high, reality shows were people degrade themselves and others, a society where people don't seems to value each other?

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     But imagine the shift in the energy you give out if you can begin to focus on your strengths? I imagine and feel that the positiveness would astound you, and me... 

   So from now on I am going to focus on my strengths and embrace the positive feelings that I know will come.  



Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Widdershins

Have you ever had the desire to go backwards?

     I did just today, an overwhelming, powerful desire to do do something  the opposite of how I always do it. I usually walk Nova in a clockwise direction around my apartment complex. We have our routine and rarely stray from it, in fact I had never really thought about our directional choice until today. But for some odd reason  I felt the desire to walk in the opposite direction. It felt thrilling! Even Nova got excited, tugging on the lead, jumping and playing like it was some new game. 

     We humans are creatures of habit. We drive the same way to work, wander the isles of the grocery store in the same manner, etc. Our lives are one of routine. It helps us to keep chaos at bay and give our lives some semblance of order and comfort. We are taught from a young age that to go backwards in life is to stall out, that for change to happen we must move forward.

      But as I wandered backwards on my evening walk I started to think... going backwards often ushers in change. Revisiting a painful experience often helps us to examine ourselves, which if done in a healthy constructive way can spur personal growth. Rereading a book or re-watching a movie can allow us to see things we missed the first time around. And doing something in the opposite direction we have always done it can open our eyes to new possibilities. We can start over fresh,  look at our relationships in a new light, see things differently...

    I have done a lot of going backwards in the last year, which in its own special way, has moved me forward. It has made me stop and take a look at things, made me appreciate what I have, and made me feel excited about all the new possibilities. Sometimes the going backwards has hurt, but I am thankful for the detour for it made me realize what I really want, made me discover new things about myself, rediscover things I had forgotten, and allowed me to see who I really want to have in my life.

    Widdershins means to walk in the opposite direction of the sun. In ancient times this direction was often used in ritual ceremonies to usher in magic. So take a moment to choose one thing to do backwards today, take a direction opposite of what you normally do....you may just be surprised at what you will notice and the magic that you will discover in your own life. In the words of Robert Frost... Take the path less traveled by.

The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I marked the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Robert Frost





Sunday, August 12, 2012

White

     I used to love the color white. The whiteness of snow as it falls outside the window and coats the trees with a cold and shivering blanket, while I sit cozily in my living room. The whiteness of the stars sparkling on the black velvet jewelers mat of the night sky. The white of my cat Hazel against the multicolored rainbow patchwork of the quilt on my bed. The white hairs of a Boer goat freshly washed for the 4-H fair. The white of a Daisy petal as the flower bends softly and gracefully in a field as the breeze caresses it.

    White is the culmination of all colors mixed and combined together. The pure essence of all the colors our eyes can see. And when stroked out of the weave become the reds, greens, blues, purples, and yellows we all love.

    So I know you are wondering why I USED to love the color white and not any longer. Okay, maybe 'used to' is the wrong phrase.  Lets just say I am developing a strong dislike. Since moving to Phoenix something has slapped me in the face everywhere I go and has made me wonder if the majority of the people here in Phoenix have no imagination, or are just not able to tease the colors from the white.

    The majority of the cars on the road here are white. White sedans, pickup trucks, vans, SUVs, minivans... the list goes on and on. If parked at a light and there are 20 cars around you 16 of them will be white! I know I have counted them! Sometimes I just sit in my car and pull a Charlie Brown and holler out ARRRRGGGH! Do the people here not like cars of a different color? Do the sales people here tell the unsuspecting buyer that a white car will be cooler in the scorching heat of the summer?


   I just don't know, but I long for reds and greens and blues. I notice the vehicles that are not white much more now, I take note of the people who drive them.
  Maybe that is the reason.  I am supposed to notice the colors, I am supposed to remember that I am an individual, I am not a lemming, I am unique and different.......

I am color..........

Saturday, August 11, 2012

A Spider in My House






                         A Spider In My House






 A spider has taken up residence in my apartment and hasn't even offered to pay rent.

    She made her appearance one night last week, racing across the wall behind my computer and into the adjoining bathroom with the speed and nimbleness that rivaled the spiders from the Harry Potter movies. Yet unlike them she disappeared into where ever creatures of the night might lurk.
   I climbed into bed that night instructing Hazel that she had a job to do, she was to eat the arachnid if it happened to decide to climb into the warm covers with me. She sleepily blinked at me as if to say "I am not touching that thing" and yawned as she curled up and feel easily asleep, while I fretted the late night hours away.
    Now I am not a person who is easily shaken by creepy crawlies.... Yes, yes... for those of you who know me June bugs don't count! But this spider rattled my usual nerves of steel in the face of hairy legs.
    I know spiders. I know the little ones that like to hang in the corner of the room at the ceiling, peacefully living out their existence, eating the small mosquitoes and gnats and the occasional fly that happens into their miniscule webs. I know the big yellow and black garden spiders that build beautiful webs on the edges of fields. Works of beauty and simplicity that sparkle, like they are bedecked with jewels, in the early morning dew. They sit quietly, patiently, never moving except when hapless insects disturb their weave. I know orb spiders that spin at night and dismantle their webs in the morning light, jumping spiders with their black and white legs, wolf spiders with their ferocious attitude, and even tarantulas that move slowly and with purpose. I know spiders, and have never been nonplussed by them. But this one is different.
   I knew ahead of time, of the creatures that inhabit my desert home, both poisonous and non. The scorpions, snakes, cactus, plants, and some of the spiders. But this invader into the peace of my home was new to me. Her long legs and body have a diameter of at least 3 inches, slightly hairy, tan in appearance with darker tips at her feet. She moved with a speed that I have not seen in the spiders I have known and shared my space with. Scuttling across the wall in the blink of an eye like a tan shooting star, only appearing long enough to make me jump back from the computer with a (and I admit embarrassing) scream of fright. Who is this interloper, this rapscallion who has taken her leave in the confines of my room?
    I saw her two days later as I was hurriedly getting ready for work, poised at the junction of the ceiling and wall of my bedroom. She stopped me in my tracks. The audaciousness of her appearance, her brash boldness stealing my concentration for a moment and bringing forth a cursing as I didn't have time to capture her and evict her from the premisses. When I came back home that afternoon, she was gone into hiding once more. I had to know who this intruder was, so looked up on the web, spiders in Arizona. Believe me when I tell you, you do not want to know about all the spiders that reside in this state. Trust me....
   It turns out that my new roommate is a Giant Crab Spider, also know as the Olios giganteus in  arachnid circles. This is the info I found out about them from the Arizona Sonoran Desert Museum web site:

Family: Hetropodidae (Sparassidae)
Other common names: huntsman
Spanish name: cazadora del desierto

Description
One of the largest in this area, this spider has a leg span of 2 to 2¼ inches (50 to 64 mm). It is medium to light brown. It often extends its legs at right angles to its body. It can move sideways rapidly, hence the name “crab” spider. Despite its large size, it is capable of climbing fairly smooth vertical surfaces and is often seen high on walls or even ceilings of dwellings. This is one easy way to distinguish it from the wolf spider, a non-climber.


Distribution and Habitat
Though it belongs to a group of spiders which is mostly tropical, the giant crab spider is found throughout Arizona and Sonora, in a variety of habitats, such as in dead saguaros, under rocks, and in dwellings.
Ecology
This is a hunting spider that wanders in search of insect prey, then relies on speed to catch it. During the day it hides, its flattened body perfectly designed for fitting into narrow cracks or fissures. At night it comes out to hunt. Reportedly, its bite is painful, though it is not dangerous to humans. These spiders generally settle into one place only at egg-laying time. Females produce large egg bags that they hide in and guard.

Great! Now I have a hunting spider in my apartment, one that can hide in small tight spaces!

So now what do I do? I wonder.... how the heck did such a big spider get into my apartment unnoticed in the first place? Why did she choose my home over the eight other apartments that surround mine? What is she eating? (as there are no juicy bugs in my apartment that I have seen). But most of all I wonder what she is thinking, hanging on my ceiling, stalking around my walls, watching me while I sleep.....

   "There you are my pretty, sleeping so peacefully, so unaware of my might and power. I will be Queen! and you are my rise to the throne. Yes, sleep...sleep...while I creep down the wall towards you, to sink my fangs into your arm, right there... by the wrist.. your blood pulses. I can feel its beat through the hairs on my legs. Warm, inviting, waiting to rush my venom to your heart... slowing it, keeping you alive... yet not. A prize beyond imagining! I will wrap you in my threads, hang you in the darkness..food for my people for hundreds of years to come! Queen they will call me!  Deliverer! Goddess! My children will feed, and their children will feed, and their children will feed... on down the line until the only thing that is remembered is my name......."