Tuesday, September 11, 2012

When I Grow Up...

"I may still not know what I want to be when I grow up, but I do know that someday I want to live in a house filled with books and travel souvenirs.  And the walls that aren't covered in bookshelves will be covered with photos of my family and friends.  
When I leave the house I will be going to a job I love, and I'll return to a person I love... that's the dream I 'm working on."  
- Amber Morely

Monday, September 10, 2012

It's A Schooner!

"Write it on your heart, that every day is the best day of the year."  
- Ralph Waldo Emerson

Today I... 

*  Found that certain something I've been looking for.  Only to realize I didn't really need it after all.  
*  Tore a hole in one of my most favorite skirts. 
*  Erased 3 hours worth of work with one foul keystroke. 
*  Made a child cry - loud, blubbering, hands on face, wailing, snot-filled tears.  
*  Felt disappointment at every turn.  Towards everyone.  Including myself. 
*  Was confused more often than I understood. 
*  Identified the funk in my classroom:  stale, used cat litter.  And formaldehyde-flavored frog.  Have not yet found the source of said funk. 
*  Slipped on a rogue pen cap and nearly flew face first down a flight of stairs.  Nearly. 
*  Dropped my lunch on the floor.  
*  Forgot to stock the classroom fridge with Diet Coke.  (!!)
*  Missed three messages from friends I'm dying to talk to.  
*  Stepped on my kitten and nearly cried myself. 
*  Ate a fantastic dinner with family. 
*  Burned off calories, frustration and rage on the treadmill. 
*  Cuddled with the kitten, who has, it seems, forgiven me for my indiscretions.  For now.  
*  Fondly remembered spending evenings at Kinko's helping a high school friend create a "Where's Ralph Waldo" poster, complete with R.W.E. in stripe-y scarf, sweater, and stocking hat. 

*  Realized that maybe that's the point, after all.  Maybe finding Ralph Waldo is just as difficult as finding the truth in his words.  Sometimes it's easy, too.  But never when you need it.  When you need it, you have to squint, get uncomfortable, relax your eyes and realize that it's been right in front of you all along.   After all, life is at it's core one giant Magic Eye poster.  Sometimes the harder you look for it, the more illusive it is.    
Schooner...  Sailboat...  Whatever.  

28. Explore A New City Without A Plan

Weekend adventures in Seattle are for weddings, forgetting cameras, exploring new places, walking huge hills, eating amazing food, drinking fresh coffee, taking beautiful pictures and having not a care in the world.  Ferry rides, listening to favorite podcasts taped just down the street, laughing in the park, locally grown food, world-renowned artistry and quiet rejuvenation.  Solitary but blissful.   The perfect way to explore.   

Saturday, September 8, 2012

When I Rule the World... 11 Things

1.  Doughnuts will be discovered as the miracle of all miracle foods - delightful and delicious, with the added perk of aiding in weight loss and mental clarity.

2.  HBO will be available for purchase without also purchasing the entirety of your cable provider's offerings.  It will cost less than your car payment.  

3.  Bluegrass, jazz, blues and soul will reemerge at the forefront of the popular music scene.

4.  "Make do, mend, or do without" will be the new mantra for the 21st century.

5.  Long-range train travel will become wildly popular, efficient and affordable in America.  Platzkart will force strangers to bond over salted fish, vodka, black bread, and canned tomatoes.  The world will become a better place.

6.  MTV will go back to playing music.  ...what a concept.

7.  Doctors will prescribe appointments with playgrounds and swings before they suggest Prosac and Xanex.  Adults will return to the swings, teeter-totters, and merry-go-rounds of their childhoods with tenacity and joy, unafraid of anything except missing the moment.

8.  There will always be time for a leisurely cup of coffee or tea in the morning, yoga in the afternoon, a good book and easy conversation in the evening.

9.  Savage Love will be required listening.  We will all strive to become a wee bit more GGG.  We will always address new relationships with campsite mentality.

10.  Every man, woman and child will learn the old fashioned art of survival - gardening, sewing, animal husbandry, cooking, cleaning, around-the-house handiness, and self-motivated-non-electronic entertainment.

11.  Every celebration worth its salt will conclude with a colossal showing of ear-shattering, awe-inspiring fireworks.

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

Fired Up & Proud As Hell

I find myself questioning a lot these days.  Wondering what the future will hold.  What the leaders of the past - inspirations to generations long past their passing - would have to say to us.  Our generation.  Our problems.  Our selfishness.  Our greed.  

But tonight, I do not question.  Tonight, I am not only pumped up, inspired and excited about the future - I am proud of who we are.  The things we, as a people,  have worked hard for, come together for, struggled for, fought for.

Say what you will for modern politics.  Say what you will for the huge and ever-growing gaps between the haves and the have-nots.  The believers and the non-believers.  The blacks, the whites, the gays, the straights and every shade, every shape and every facet of humanity that comes in between.  Tonight, I care less about the specific words that have been said or who has uttered them, then I do about the energy and the passion and the ferocity with which they have been said.

Pacification is not the way of inspiration.  It is not the way of change.  It is not the way of motivation or organization or immobilization.  To pacify is to call a cease fire.  These are not times to sit back, get comfortable and enjoy the ride.  It's time to get energized.  It is the time to assemble, stand up for what you believe and make your voice heard.

We are the torches of new generations.  We cannot afford to allow ourselves to go out.

Tonight, I am fired up.  Tonight, I am proud as hell.  

Sunday, September 2, 2012

Unalienable Truth

 Nothing, and I mean nothing, smells as sweet as a kitten in the sunshine.  


What a good weekend to unlock the bad habits that close our hearts and minds.  To rediscover the joys we've walked away from - pretending we were too old to embrace.  To do what makes us happy - even if it is all by ourselves.  To allow ourselves to catch the excitement from the people around us - to snatch it up and hold it close.  To share meals with friends and family.  To catch sunbeams with kittens.  To share in music and art and film.  To open the gates to whatever the future may hold.  

Unlock the doors.  Throw away the keys.  Smile at the stars and start anew.  
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