You duz It!

A New Day

A New Day

My life became different when I realized;

“You duz it. This is your life. Change what you don’t like.”

I found that problems were like weeds in my garden. I could ignore them, or even find them fascinating for awhile, but eventually they have to go. I have found it is easier to get rid of weeds when they have little roots and haven’t developed thorns.

When something is out of balance in my life I now sense it and make adjustments as quickly as I can. I try to see “Problems,” as situations needing a solution. I look for solutions more quickly these days.

I have found some answers that I know work in Life. I know we all walk through our stuff, but the folks that stop repeating the same problems are the ones who see the part they are playing in the mix. They learn to change themselves, not others.

So darn, there have been some tough spots along the way. Sometimes I have wished others didn’t play so rough, but sometimes it took “nasty” to get me to deal with what I needed to deal with.

I was told by one of my teachers that our lives are divided into seven year periods. When I did some looking, I saw what he was speaking about. I knew the major events of my life, and began to see how they fit in to definite seven year blocks of time.

It seems like every seven years I change direction in my life, resolve old dramas, or head off on new adventures. It feels like I have lived many lives within this life.

When I saw how simple choices created major changes in my life, I began to pay more attention to what I was choosing. I also saw how by simply changing my reactions to a situation, the situation changed for the better.

I now say, “I need to see this situation differently.” It may take a moment, but I usually am able to see my part of the mix by doing this. When I accept my part of the drama, and disengage, I can move on.

It has all been a part of learning, “You duz it!”

Smiles. ET

Published in: on July 12, 2008 at 2:32 am  Leave a Comment  
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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

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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