Sandbox World

Personally, I think I’m a kid in a sandbox.

It’s a big sandbox, but I am learning my way around.

I have found that in a sandbox you need to pick your quiet times carefully. Otherwise, your whole world can disappear while your eyes are closed.

Smiles. ET

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Published in: on July 4, 2008 at 1:54 pm  Comments (1)  
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Love Breaks Rules

 Love Two

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Normally I would expect that if I put a piglet in a tigers’ cage, I  have provided the tiger a snack. Put five piglets in the tigers’ cage and I have taken care of dinner. In my mind that is a high probability outcome, so I made it a rule.

Over time, I have noticed that there is one thing that will blow my rules out of the water when it enters the mix.

It is called Love.

Love Three

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There are occasions when this is very easy to see. It just takes the right mix of circumstances.

A tiger with a broken heart, is a different tiger.

She is not hungry. She is depressed. She is making herself sick with her grief.

She has prematurely lost three cubs.

Into that void enters Love in a very special way.

It brings together piglets who need a mom, and a mom who needs to Love some babies.

                                                                                                                     

Love One

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It is nice to be reminded occasionally, how easy it is for Love to break the rules I assign to Life.

These pictures were taken In California, went to Anne in England, on to her brother Andy in Australia, and then to me in Guatemala. They have now reached you.

Love does break rules. It can show up anywhere. May it bless your Life today.

Smiles. ET

Published in: on June 27, 2008 at 4:42 pm  Leave a Comment  
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One of Those Days

Blessing Day at Lake Atitlan

It is a blustery day, and we will likely have a shower later. It a beautiful day. I am pensive. I have been thinking.

I feel like a ping-pong ball in an air machine. Once in awhile I bump into something, but otherwise I am floating mid-air.

My appetite has disappeared. I have little interest in leaving the house. Food seldom calls. How long has it been since I have stood under the showerhead? Might have been longer than I realize.

Harry goes out for walks on his own. Only my addiction to tobacco, and my responsibility to feed Harry, drive me from my nest. I am very comfortable here. No drama. No chaos.

Looking at me, I would ask if I am depressed. Looking at me, I would answer, “No.” I am distracted. I have wandered in to an illusionary world.

It is called Cyberspace. It is the Internet. I know it enters my perception with its electronic dots and dashes, yet it is not there. It is an illussion.

I can’t touch it, yet it is touching my life. It does nothing for my appetite, yet totally occupies my time. Why do I give it so much of my life? I think I know.

There are people somewhere on the other end of those electronic dots and dashes. I search for them.

Today, one found me among all the distractions. She touched my heart, and that is very special.

I have a beautiful place where I live. I like staying home. Cyberspace is a part of my life and it is good. I like where I am, but my friends are scattered all over the world. We now connect in Cyberspace.

I think Harry is getting fat. Must be those extra home cooked extras in his bowl at night.

Staying home isn’t all bad, even for Harry. The Internet touches his life too. When I tell him friends have stopped by he listens. He knows there names. He knows Charli sent him a butt rub today from Australia. Harry’s happy too!

Smiles. ET

Would you like to know more about Harry and his friends?

Just run “Harry” in Search in the right column of this page, or check out the “Harry the Dog Page.”

Published in: on June 24, 2008 at 7:02 pm  Leave a Comment  
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Ripples

Change creates ripples. Drama creates waves. I prefer ripples to waves. I can walk on ripples. So can you.

Smiles. ET

Published in: on June 23, 2008 at 3:59 pm  Leave a Comment  
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Goodbye George Carlin

 

George Carlin

This morning I read the morning news and saw George Carlin has left us.

Oh, naughty word George, how I will miss you and your wonderful humor.

George and I shared this world for many years.

I know he had the concept of aging figured out.

And feeling a gentle sadness at his passing, I share with you what George had to say about Life and getting older:

George Carlin’s Views on Aging

Do you realize that the only time in our lives when we like to get old is when we’re kids?

If you’re less than 10 years old, you’re so excited about aging that you think in fractions. ‘How old are you?’ I’m four and a half!’

You’re never thirty-six and a half. You’re four and a half, going on five! That’s the key.

You get into your teens, now they can’t hold you back. You jump to the next number, or even a few ahead.

“How old are you?’ ‘I’m gonna be 16!’ You could be 13, but hey, you’re gonna be 16!

And then the greatest day of your life . . You become 21. Even the words sound like a ceremony . YOU BECOME 21. YESSSS!!!

 But then you turn 30. Oooohh, what happened there? Makes you sound like bad milk! He TURNED; we had to throw him out.

There’s no fun now, you’re Just a sour-dumpling. What’s wrong? What’s changed?

 
You BECOME 21, you TURN 30, then you’re PUSHING 40. Whoa! Put on the brakes, it’s all slipping away.

Before you know it, you REACH 50 and your dreams are gone.

But wait!!! You MAKE it to 60. You didn’t think you would!

So you BECOME 21, TURN 30, PUSH 40, REACH 50 and MAKE it to 60.

You’ve built up so much speed that you HIT 70! After that it’s a day-by-day thing; you HIT Wednesday!

You get into your 80’s and every day is a complete cycle; you HIT lunch; you TURN 4:30 ; you REACH bedtime.

And it doesn’t end there. Into the 90s, you start going backwards; ‘I Was JUST 92.’

Then a strange thing happens. If you make it over 100, you become a little kid again. ‘I’m 100 and a half!’
May you all make it to a healthy 100 and a half!!

George managed to hit 71 years of age. Guess he figured after that it was just a matter of repeating what you have already done.

Gosh, I wish he could tell us about the next stage of Life he has entered! That could really be a humorous moment. I hope you have found Peace, George.

We send you on your way with…..

Sad Smiles. ET

Published in: on June 23, 2008 at 1:55 pm  Leave a Comment  
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