The Perfect Remedy

It interested me to note that there are quite a few controversies that have come to light in the last few weeks and months ... all of which have had very dramatic consequences. From the media frenzy surrounding the likes of Britney Spears and Lindsey Lohan to the hypocrisy (and I use that word, lightly) of the extreme rights, the likes of Senators and well known Preachers. But more interesting to me is this line of demarcation between those who liberally assert there Independence from any Judea Christian beliefs and those who follow what they believe is a moral path. This line cuts the culture in half. The one side optimistic in its pursuit of happyness. While the other, struggles to brave the storm.

For example, there seems to be so little compassion for the performer. The "hot chick", world renown, multi-platinum selling artist with endorsements up the wazoo has very little support while going through opposing times. She is portrayed as a trashy nitwit, and whether or not her own actions contributed to this newly acquired image, isn't really the point. I ask what happened to the glamour, the buzz ... all those who "Loved her" and wanted to be just like her.? What happened? What changed? Was it her humanity? Her inability to no longer perform? Make the world escape through her songs and her sexed up image that made every insecure little girl, boy and woman feel just a little bit sexy too? I wonder.

And then there are those who are vehement in the pursuit of happyness. A happy, morally correct world. Suddenly, the good ole boys are caught up in ridiculous scandals from homosexual affairs to drug binges. Most of whom fell from grace, admitting that they too were victims of molest, perversion, inner demons ... and all manner of wickedness! And so, the swords were drawn, the fires set a blaze ... The world (all those who hated them anyway) shouted "Burn them at the stake, thou Hypo-crits! For they told us that we were wrong for our lawlessness, but today they have been found guilty!"

But, I am not so convinced. I don't want to burn anybody at the stake, "Lest I get burned."To me it's more hypocritical to expect perfection out of anyone. And to me that is the divide. Not between Jews and Gentiles. Christians and Non-Believers. But between those who have compassion and those who do not. Its an issue of love I think. My favorite book makes a very basic point, if you'll consider it, "Judge or you'll be judged." The moment you say, "hypocrite!" You, yourself become that self loving hypocrite. Admiring your own opinions while damning everyone who opposes your own. Putting yourself on a pedestal, ordaining yourself judge of humanity, as if you've never willed to do something that you lacked the strength to follow through. Perhaps it was taking a break from the Twinkies-and-diet-coke diet, so you could loose the weight you know is keeping you from being able to play football with your son, or having the discipline to finally finish that quilt you've been working on for 7 years. Perhaps it's a bit more weighty than a 10lb weight loss (no pun intended). Maybe it's quitting the fags (cigarettes) so you can breathe better or leaving the binge drinking behind and moving out (mentally) from the good "ole days", or being a committed wife or husband ....and so on.

If I were a blithering alcoholic would it be wrong for me to say to kids, "Don't be an alcoholic?" Or should I reserve the saying until I'm perfectly put together. I'm just asking.

Final words, Love more, think less. I'm striving too.

Have a great weekend!

Why not?

It's game time. Seriously, I'm ready to explore new things. I'll be turning 30 next year and I just can't wait to see how much I can do before that day. I don't know there is the longing inside of me to take an active approach to learning new things. I started crocheting about a week ago and I have been so inspired by futuregirl (see her website http://www.futuregirl.com/). I have always loved creating, making things my own, putting my little twist on something basic and it's high time that I give some things a try. Why not! What do I have to loose? I used to be so fearful of making mistakes and not doing things perfectly. Not anymore! In fact, I have been feeling so much creative energy that I wrote a children's story on Monday. I've written about 3 so far but it had been about 3 1/2 years since I wrote my last. I'm excited. I caught up with a friend of mine who started a business of her own, and just wrapped a job she did with MTV and I was like wow! What's to stop me from pursuing my dreams. I've been praying "God thank you for open doors, business opportunities ..." and so, it shouldn't be a huge surprise that I'm moving in that direction. I encourage everyone to follow their dreams. What is it that you hoped for as a little girl? What did you dream of? Go for it! Why not!

Have Me

Have me at hello
Take me from below
Show me the way to go
And I will follow

Make me the apple of your eye
In the center of your garden
A light that you can see
An object of humanity
Predetermined by destiny

Lift me far above
So that my wings can fly
Give me sight beyond
And hope that does not waiver

Have me at your beck and call
My soul will only thank you
Keep me in the know
Of what matters the most
So that I do not falter

Lead me to everlasting
Do not wave me good bye
I am here to stay
And stay will I

Have me at hello
Teach me
And I will grow
Like a flower rising above the earth
In the sun's radiant glow

In a moment
I reason, I will stand in your presence
But will this be my end
Or my beginning
Until death has had its taste
I will not remember what is in front of me

Have me at hello
And leave me craving
All of the goodness
Of your calling
Keep me wondering
Where you are
And I how may please you

The apple of your eye
You or I must go
And so I am departed
For the season has come
To mature me
And I waken to a new being
The sorrow has gone

Have me at hello
Take from below
Save me and I will go
Make me and it will show

The reason that you came
and I knew you.

Word of the Day: Assail

Assail \uh-SAIL\ verb meaning to attack violently with blows or words.
"I was marked with discomfort when the hostile woman assailed her child at the public library."

Did I mention that I'm at work, right now? TGIF. I've been trying to exercise my brain, not to mention my physical body. FYI, I just had a baby. But, I've been re-introducing and sometimes introducing myself to a word a day. Since, I'm a very "hands on" kind of gal, I thought that writing a sentence a day, would serve me better than just reading the word and going about my merry ways.
Hmm, I love reality television. I've been glued to BB8 aka Big Brother 8 this summer. There were an interesting set of events that happened over the last week. Of course, we just knew that Dustin was going home, the flamboyant man who had volunteered himself for "eviction" in the same arrogant fashion that his predecessor Marcellas had done. But to his utter surprise, his own alliance used him as a guinea. He like Marcellas became the first housemate to be sequestered until the finale. Interesting ...
Anyway, prior to all of this there was this moment in the house when Jameka and Amber, the self-proclaimed good guys were being verbally attacked by Evil Dick aka EV for their Christian beliefs. Now, you might think poor little Christ lovers. But I saw the whole ordeal as tragic. On the "good guys" part, it looked like they were judging EV. Even resorting to calling his "Mama a B***!" You'd expect such loud mouth, undisciplined speech from gentiles but my goodness no, not from a believer. So, it was disappointing to see. It was in the heat of Jameka's tongue lashing that she assailed EV's mama and I realized that it didn't matter how much EV besmirched her character and taunted her, she should have walked away. What's more, she should have at the very least apologized to the man. As it is said, "Pride comes before a fall."

I am determined not to assail anyone, rather I choose to exhort those around me, even if it hurts me to do it.

very sincerely,

Start to Finish

Okay, so its been like almost 2 years since I last wrote something. Quite a bit has changed since December 2005! And I have been tremendously blessed by all the goodness. My husband and I welcomed our third child into the world in March 2007. So, we've been busy ... But since returning to work from maternity leave, I've been on a mission of sorts to discover a more in depth look inside myself. I am challenging myself to be a better wife and mother. A better listener. A better friend. A better servant. I think that so often we get caught up in our ambitions that we loose the purpose of life. Life is to be enjoyed. And the fulfillment that comes out of life isn't in possessions but in the relationships that we build while we are here. Whoever heard of someone asking for their millions on their death bed? I suppose this secenario exists somewhere in the universe but the reality of our human nature is this almost desparate plea, an innate need to have healthy interactions with PEOPLE.

So here I am, world. I've been working on this book/novel/play/creative work for almost 7 years and I have found myself at odds. It's like I have a picture of what I want and I can almost literally mouth the words BUT in my feeble attempts at actually writing this thing, I've stumbled every time. Somehow, I think this process has made me stronger and wiser. My good will is to somehow incorporate these "conversations" into the dialogue that I would like to create between myself and the reader. It's really easy for me to express myself in letters and so I look at these blogs as a sort of billet doux.