(Couldn't sleep, from phone in bed)
The title here will make some cringe and others rejoice. I am here only to state my opinions and not bash. I want to make that clear. I am though noticing from many people an awakening in being Christian. More and more people are choosing to be catagorized as such. I blame the fear mongoring media after 9/11 and the fear Muslims will come get us. This surge of the new Christedom is also being met with a new culture of free thinkers. People, like myself do not wish to be pigeon hole or shoe boxed in. We do not find comfort in dogma and religion. These fre thinkers come in many differnt shape, sizes and beliefs. I for one do believe in Spirit but not the dogma/rules and I do not believe Jesus was as people believe say he is. He was a mortal flesh man with spirit that "got it" and his message got twisted, changed, and distorted. I believe the Bible HAD its place and its no longer needed.
I see so many religious people telling me I will find joy with the Lord. Yet they look miserable. What you want me to join your messed up dis-eased world? No thank you. If I am not happy now, talking to a dead guy will not make it any better. Happiness, joy, love all comes from within, not without. Looking outside myself for peace will always keep me searching and never taking responsibility for myself.
I truly believe we attrack, create, and make our own truths/world. Like it or not. We are the masters of our own universe. Don't believe me? Start by listening to those around you. Those that speak of health or sickness the most have it. Those that speak of being victimized continue to, always in the most unexpected places. "I am sick and tired of you....of this...." those people that talk like this tend to be sick and tired all the time. Its very simple, yet it alludes many.
I went on a personal tangent; the point here I wanted to make is this. I am not going to join your side any more you want to join mine. Save your energy and let's make a deal not to force each others views. Ask questions. You wanna die to get to happy joyful super duper heaven, great. Do it. But I am going to enjoy myself here on earth and be thankful for my living. Why else would I come if it wasn't to have fun and enjoy myself?
Peace to all who have beliefs and opinions. Love thy neighbor does not mean beat him over the head with your bible.
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
alone in a crowded room
(Again from my phone and no spell check)
Today I sat down on the wooden bench in the ladies locker room to take off my boots and don my shabby old swimming suit. At once I stopped. I took a breath and exhaled loudly. I was alone and it felt good. This eerie damp stillness over took my senses and I sat there not moving. I could hear the boys splashing in the pool. Men showering next door. The hot tub whirring. Ever so loudly. But I was alone. The muffled noises let me know I was among the living but the sillness in the concrete room lent itself to a complete different reality. I like that feeling. Going to a party and slip off to hear the noises and not see the people. I find myself being transported. Alone in a crowded room. You never know what happy unexpected adventures you can experience.
Today I sat down on the wooden bench in the ladies locker room to take off my boots and don my shabby old swimming suit. At once I stopped. I took a breath and exhaled loudly. I was alone and it felt good. This eerie damp stillness over took my senses and I sat there not moving. I could hear the boys splashing in the pool. Men showering next door. The hot tub whirring. Ever so loudly. But I was alone. The muffled noises let me know I was among the living but the sillness in the concrete room lent itself to a complete different reality. I like that feeling. Going to a party and slip off to hear the noises and not see the people. I find myself being transported. Alone in a crowded room. You never know what happy unexpected adventures you can experience.
Monday, January 25, 2010
bon-bons and soaps
The image that is conjured up when you mention "housewife" is bon-bons and soaps. This is further from the truth. I am sure there are many women (and stay at home men) that endulge in trash day tv and havesweet eating habits. When I think about my days and nights as a housewife being diluted into that image, I feel anger surging within my veins. Granted not every single day is a 'go go get'em boy' kind of day,but mosts days they are unless I just make myself stop. A typical day is cleaning up the kitchen of the mess my husband made while making breakfast for himself and the kids, because of my allergies I typically eat other things. I empy the clean dishes from the washer. Load the dirty ones in and start a new load. I then put things away, wipe down the counters, and sweep the floors for the whole downstairs. I direct children into chores and then settle down to eat my breakfast. By now the kids are asking me for this and that and the other. All want my attention for something. Somewhere in this time we squeeze in school. Life picks up in the kitchen within an hour of my final departure of the morning. The children that ate hour or two before me are hungry again. I commence making lunch. I clean up and give a quick sweep to the kitchen floor. I gather up all dirty dishes and wait for the dishwasher to finish. I run down to start a load of laundry......
This is a typical day. What this does not mention are the homeschool group meetings, scouts, music lessons, playdates, gym time, grocery shopping, and all the other activities we squeeze in. Not mentioned there is the feeding of chickens, cat, dogs, cleaning up dog/cat puke, cat litter, and home repair.
When my husband gets home from work he throws on his pj's and settles down and eats his dinner and relaxes. I pop back up and repeat my morning because the dishwasher needs to be clean when I get up.
My wish is not for people to feel sorry, I chose this life. I like being in this role. Just remember to respect the work of a stay at home moms and know she's probably been on her feet going inside a tiny house more than you have at "work."
This is a typical day. What this does not mention are the homeschool group meetings, scouts, music lessons, playdates, gym time, grocery shopping, and all the other activities we squeeze in. Not mentioned there is the feeding of chickens, cat, dogs, cleaning up dog/cat puke, cat litter, and home repair.
When my husband gets home from work he throws on his pj's and settles down and eats his dinner and relaxes. I pop back up and repeat my morning because the dishwasher needs to be clean when I get up.
My wish is not for people to feel sorry, I chose this life. I like being in this role. Just remember to respect the work of a stay at home moms and know she's probably been on her feet going inside a tiny house more than you have at "work."
Monday, January 18, 2010
not a puppet
(From phone, no spell check)
Today I watched a video talking about education in America and even in Japan. The piece that moved me into thought was the mentioning of how schools deaden creative thought. They squelch the entire spirit out of the child and want complete conformity. Learn how to do meaningless work and follow instructions to a "T" without quetioning the powers that be. Then when these kids get to college and beyond they do not know to think for themselves. They do not have any creativity to bring to the table. Japan comes into play because they are far more rigid than Americans. They have even more issues than we do when it comes to businesses needing free thinkers.
What are you called if you do not do your school work? What are you called if you say something everybody does mindlessly is wrong and you refuse to do it anymore? Trouble maker! You are feared! There would not have been any civil rights movement if we did not have a few dangerous free thinking trouble makers around. Rosa Parks, Harriet Tubman, Martin Luther King, and many other people behavior issues that changed the way we think.
As I see it homeschooling, I should say, unschooling is a way to create more free thinking adults into the world.
My question now is the world ready for my unruly non-conformist free thinking boys unleashed into the cookie cutter society?
I. Am proud to be raising deliberate conscious free thinking creative disobident non conformist that will change they way you think!
Today I watched a video talking about education in America and even in Japan. The piece that moved me into thought was the mentioning of how schools deaden creative thought. They squelch the entire spirit out of the child and want complete conformity. Learn how to do meaningless work and follow instructions to a "T" without quetioning the powers that be. Then when these kids get to college and beyond they do not know to think for themselves. They do not have any creativity to bring to the table. Japan comes into play because they are far more rigid than Americans. They have even more issues than we do when it comes to businesses needing free thinkers.
What are you called if you do not do your school work? What are you called if you say something everybody does mindlessly is wrong and you refuse to do it anymore? Trouble maker! You are feared! There would not have been any civil rights movement if we did not have a few dangerous free thinking trouble makers around. Rosa Parks, Harriet Tubman, Martin Luther King, and many other people behavior issues that changed the way we think.
As I see it homeschooling, I should say, unschooling is a way to create more free thinking adults into the world.
My question now is the world ready for my unruly non-conformist free thinking boys unleashed into the cookie cutter society?
I. Am proud to be raising deliberate conscious free thinking creative disobident non conformist that will change they way you think!
Saturday, January 16, 2010
mad as a march hare
Another post from my phone......
Mad as a March hare. We have all heard the term. Nutty. Fruitcake. A freakin' loon. Tweaked. Messed up. Nut job. Batty. The names we call people that a differnt from us are endless, and none of them are enduring. The first time we meet someone we size them up to see what catagory we place them. The ones the play by the rules of society are the ones that get the praise and adoration. The ones the follow by their own rules get labeled with such negative terms as "crazy."
You will say that there are some people that are "touched" and this is true. Some people rightly deserve the title bestowed upon them. They have that distant wide-eyed look that tells you they are not only "missing the boat" on reality, but rather was not aware their was a boat to get. We also know a "mad woman/man" that fuctions relatively well in society but is rather unstable with personal relationships and everyday issues. These are the ones we should think of when we use those terms.
The problem arises when we use those terms for someone that lives differntly. Differntly because he/she chooses to build a house that is not cookie cutter and tradtional. Wears clothing unlike the typical person. Breaks societies unspoken rules of behavior. They shave when they are expected to be hairy and remain hairy when they should shave. Wear pants when they should wear skirts or womens clothing when they should wear mens. We chastise them for their ideas, because they must be wrong for they have not followed the rules. We dismiss their brilliance and refuse to let them shine.
These "nut jobs" hold the flame to humanity's fire and societital rule commitees run forth with thick blankets to smother it out. Throwing bile filled epitaphs, labels, and descriptions about these genius among us. They are called bi-polar, insane, and disturbed. These "good for nothing" people have much to offer. Literaure, art, design, scientists, music, and a score of other ways these "losers" contribute to your pleasure.
The next time you are faced with someone that does not follow the norms and follow the herd do one of two things. One, back off and say nothing and let it be. Two, support them either with words of encouragement, money, or see how you can help them make it happen.
These are not the crazy people, just misunderstood by those whose brains are not yet developed enough to think for themselves. Embrace the differences and enjoy the peace that comes with it.
Mad as a March hare. We have all heard the term. Nutty. Fruitcake. A freakin' loon. Tweaked. Messed up. Nut job. Batty. The names we call people that a differnt from us are endless, and none of them are enduring. The first time we meet someone we size them up to see what catagory we place them. The ones the play by the rules of society are the ones that get the praise and adoration. The ones the follow by their own rules get labeled with such negative terms as "crazy."
You will say that there are some people that are "touched" and this is true. Some people rightly deserve the title bestowed upon them. They have that distant wide-eyed look that tells you they are not only "missing the boat" on reality, but rather was not aware their was a boat to get. We also know a "mad woman/man" that fuctions relatively well in society but is rather unstable with personal relationships and everyday issues. These are the ones we should think of when we use those terms.
The problem arises when we use those terms for someone that lives differntly. Differntly because he/she chooses to build a house that is not cookie cutter and tradtional. Wears clothing unlike the typical person. Breaks societies unspoken rules of behavior. They shave when they are expected to be hairy and remain hairy when they should shave. Wear pants when they should wear skirts or womens clothing when they should wear mens. We chastise them for their ideas, because they must be wrong for they have not followed the rules. We dismiss their brilliance and refuse to let them shine.
These "nut jobs" hold the flame to humanity's fire and societital rule commitees run forth with thick blankets to smother it out. Throwing bile filled epitaphs, labels, and descriptions about these genius among us. They are called bi-polar, insane, and disturbed. These "good for nothing" people have much to offer. Literaure, art, design, scientists, music, and a score of other ways these "losers" contribute to your pleasure.
The next time you are faced with someone that does not follow the norms and follow the herd do one of two things. One, back off and say nothing and let it be. Two, support them either with words of encouragement, money, or see how you can help them make it happen.
These are not the crazy people, just misunderstood by those whose brains are not yet developed enough to think for themselves. Embrace the differences and enjoy the peace that comes with it.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Awareness
We have been inundated with awareness lately. Everybody with a cause wants to be heard. Not a bad concept, but there is such a thing as running it into the ground. Take Breast Cancer Awareness. I can no longer wear pink without someone thinking I am doing it for the boobs. Really, how did pink get picked in the first place? Last I checked, which is every morning and night, mine were not pink. Did the color get picked because I am a "girl?" Disgusting. I don't see men wearing powder puff blue ribbons to represent prostate cancer. We all know about that, don't we?
My beef with the whole "Awareness" model is that we already KNOW and we don't need reminding. It also does no good rubbing it in. And all that money people donate will not go to help anyone with the cancer. No one pays their bills. Nope, it lines the pockets of more pharmaceutical companies. They are NOT doing research for a cure, they are doing research on how to keep you barely alive so they can keep giving you more drugs. They are not into healing.
The other issue is a total lack of consciousness. What you think of manifests itself. If you keep talking and talking ad talking about something it's going to manifest itself; good or bad!
Wearing ribbons, buying cans of soup with ribbons, asking people what their bra color is, it all brings about more of something we do not want.
I do not jump on the band wagon unless I know what we are asking for from the universe is going to be good for me. I put my energy into talking about what I want, not what I do not want.
I support health, happiness, safety, love, and freedom. I support organic foods, raw milk, homeschooling, religion free living, and sustainability. Stop supporting and raising awareness to things you do not like. Support what you do. A family member that experienced cancer, breast and liver, said this when she saw the bra color facebook awareness status, "If we don't know by now, then we are dead!" She did NOT participate.
My beef with the whole "Awareness" model is that we already KNOW and we don't need reminding. It also does no good rubbing it in. And all that money people donate will not go to help anyone with the cancer. No one pays their bills. Nope, it lines the pockets of more pharmaceutical companies. They are NOT doing research for a cure, they are doing research on how to keep you barely alive so they can keep giving you more drugs. They are not into healing.
The other issue is a total lack of consciousness. What you think of manifests itself. If you keep talking and talking ad talking about something it's going to manifest itself; good or bad!
Wearing ribbons, buying cans of soup with ribbons, asking people what their bra color is, it all brings about more of something we do not want.
I do not jump on the band wagon unless I know what we are asking for from the universe is going to be good for me. I put my energy into talking about what I want, not what I do not want.
I support health, happiness, safety, love, and freedom. I support organic foods, raw milk, homeschooling, religion free living, and sustainability. Stop supporting and raising awareness to things you do not like. Support what you do. A family member that experienced cancer, breast and liver, said this when she saw the bra color facebook awareness status, "If we don't know by now, then we are dead!" She did NOT participate.
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
hair
I am coming to you from my phone. I have never blogged so blind before.......
I was looking at myself in the mirror today and I was struck with the idea how absurd our desire for nice hair really is. We spend millions of dollars a year to keep it bouncy, trimmed, shiny, thicker-looking, and colored. That is not all. We perm straight hair and straighten curly hair. We fluff up limp hair and smooth down the fluff. We style it and douse our head with chemicals so dangerous we wear gloves to protect our hands. The fumes burn our eyes and we know certain death if you were to ingest, yet we march into the "beauty salon" and demand these toxic treatmants. Why? I don't know.I am just as guilty. I have had pink,blue,green,purple,black,brown,blonde,and red. I have highlighted, permed, deep conditioned, and shaved. I look in the mirror and ask myself, "Are you worth any less or worth any more because of your hair?" No, no,no,no! I am still me no matter the color,curl,fuzz,flips, and cow licks. I have decided everyday is a perfect hair day.....for ALL!
I was looking at myself in the mirror today and I was struck with the idea how absurd our desire for nice hair really is. We spend millions of dollars a year to keep it bouncy, trimmed, shiny, thicker-looking, and colored. That is not all. We perm straight hair and straighten curly hair. We fluff up limp hair and smooth down the fluff. We style it and douse our head with chemicals so dangerous we wear gloves to protect our hands. The fumes burn our eyes and we know certain death if you were to ingest, yet we march into the "beauty salon" and demand these toxic treatmants. Why? I don't know.I am just as guilty. I have had pink,blue,green,purple,black,brown,blonde,and red. I have highlighted, permed, deep conditioned, and shaved. I look in the mirror and ask myself, "Are you worth any less or worth any more because of your hair?" No, no,no,no! I am still me no matter the color,curl,fuzz,flips, and cow licks. I have decided everyday is a perfect hair day.....for ALL!
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