Stop Making Sense

Can a heart really feel like this? This being, of course, a rhetorical question and not requiring an answer...as if there is an answer. This symbol has become very popular in certain circles and I am curious as to why. Maybe it is that both the tightly wound barbed wire and the flames seem to be very accurate descriptions of what the heart communicates to the mind. Or should I say, tries to communicate to the mind. The tricky part is what the mind does with this information. Depending on how much compulsion we add in, we can run in circles with the despair of a situation and wallow...or...we can very easily decide on another course of action. It is hard sometimes to accept the fact that we cannot go back in time and change something we said or did. Who am I kidding? It is just torture that we cannot do this. The heart wants to hold on to the grudge and the blame and keep it close, and doesn't want to listen to reason. Like a family feud that has been going on for so long no one can even remember what it's about. Listen to your heart or listen to your head? Sometimes I wish they would just try to get along.

SummerSigns...

I simply cannot help myself but one of the BIG signs of summer here is the abundance of basil. And basil means PESTO! So one afternoon this week was spent putting together all the bits and pieces that make that magic concoction. Isn't it grand to be alive and healthy in the 21st century?

Generic Me

You be the judge...are we who we appear to ourselves, or are we, as we appear to others? It is always such a fine line and in the end what matters most is how our two dimensional image fleshes out and actually touches other living things. I find myself moving more and more in the direction that means the most to me -- it is a private way and it is NOT fraught with danger -- it is just the right thing to do. A quote that says it all..."the one true religion is kindness to all living things"....oh, so true and how can we all not see the beings that need our kindness?

What is Love?

...and why must we 'love' ourselves so friggin much? I often draw a blank when I hear someone say we must love ourselves ( and appreciate ourselves and honour ourselves) before we can love others? I just don't get it. Basically, to me, all that self-centered-ness is very stifling and totally unproductive. Obviously, just remaining alive and surviving day to day and maybe doing something nice for someone else during each day, is what I can hope for. Believe me, I am okay with that. It is enough for me. Frankly, I don't find myself all that fascinating. Let's face it, we are all going out of this life alone, and I think 'eternity' is plenty of time to practice my affirmations. No, I am not depressed or blue...I am a realist and really, really love so many people. I do think that my challenge is to show my love a little bit better, a little bit clearer and a little bit sooner.