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Monthly Archives: July 2013

planets spinning in space

Life’s truths can be surprising and absurd. For me these are some of the most recent surprising events.

While perusing online courses, I found a certificate in “Intelligence Management.” Well, that explains it; you have to train for it. I did not realize that you had a choice. So, is this meant to show the difference between the good guys and the stupid guys?

People who walk into me always surprise me. Are you kidding? I am too big to miss and yet, people crash into me so often. Are they paying attention to something else? If I am so invisible, why is my dress size so big?

I read a help wanted request for a summer camp. They were looking for a nurse but the ad specified that the person did not have to be specifically working onsite. Is this nurse supposed to be a medical intuitive? Does she guess when someone needs a band aid?

What about those snack size bags of poppable chocolates? They advertise them as take along, mini-sized fun. But when you look at the nutritional information, it identifies that this little bag has 3 ½ servings. I don’t stand a chance. There is no way that little bag is not going to evaporate in one sitting.

There are so many more around us that simply make no sense or make me laugh. What are some of the absurdities you have seen or heard?

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oscar statues

I got your attention, didn’t I? That is totally awesome. Thank you for allowing me that opportunity.

By nature, people are competitive. We want the biggest billing and the brightest lights. Our actions are not merely “large”, but we want to embellish them. Our TV and entertainment draw from this: The Biggest Loser, The Amazing Race, Survivor, The Greatest Show on Earth. I saw a catalog that showed off America’s Most Beautiful Bike Ride. Is it true? Who knows, but I guess they figure that no one is going to argue with them. After all, there are a lot of bike trails and it is not worth the time or size of the legal expenses.

We don’t just want to win; we want to crush, pulverize, demolish, reduce, minimize, enslave, own, and make someone else cry like a little baby. Our egos have gone on a serious sugar rush mixed with high doses of pseudoephedrine.

I am no different; my family will not play Scrabble with me. Others like to win at Monopoly and charging someone payment on six mortgages for landing on Park Place.

While the adrenaline high is magnificent, when we are not doing something so extraordinary, like just going to work or standing in the grocery aisle, it can make our lives seem simple, boring, or uninteresting. We cannot all be adrenaline junkies; we have enough road rage and athletes on steroids.

As we try to be the biggest and the brightest, we also compare. Wait! You think you had it bad, I once broke five bones trying to tie my shoe. I walked to school, in the snow, backwards, five miles, with no shoes.

We struggle and we compare, but do we really want to be the top winner in all of our contests? Do we really want to be the sickest? Or grieve the most personal losses? Do we want the size and amount of our panic attacks to outnumber someone else?

In the race to outpace, not every competition is one I want to win. I would love to win the lottery, which is pretty much our family retirement plan. However, sometimes I crave a different pace and life in the slow lane. Not having to jump out of bed at the bleat of the alarm, staying in pajamas all day if I want to, eating chocolate rather than cooking, and reading with my magazines and books spread around me. Those are some of the delights that not chasing my tail allow me.

In the scheme of things, I would love to be the best at relaxing or letting go of the mental clutter. Let someone else crush and pulverize the Universe. Today, I just want to be the most extraordinarily peaceful self I can be and that is definitely challenging enough.

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candle in the hands

Tear filled memory
Loss breaks our hearts over and again
Unanswered questions

Time takes prisoners
Holding us captive to our pain
Sudden waves of grief

What path to take now
To heal from multitudes of scars
Covering the soul