I just purchased this book. Looking forward to seeing what Van Jones has to say. There’s a short review of the book when you click on the link. Perhaps, Mr. Jones is a voice in the wilderness so to speak. We live in an amazingly beautiful country. Have a wonderful day.
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By the way, if you go to this link #lovearmy you’ll see there’s a lot to learn. In Grief and Gratitude….
“Studies looking specifically at blueberries and strawberries, which are rich in polyphenois, show they are associated with slower cognitive decline.” – Martha Clare Morris, SCO
There’s a free magazine I’ve been reading for quite some time called Neurology Now. The above quote is from the most recent issue from an article talking about foods that are good for the brain: food for thought.
Do you like inspirational stories? I find people that overcome adversity fascinating. That means everyone is fascinating because we all have some story, some sort of adversity we have overcome or are working on. Until last night, I had never heard of MasterChef Christine Ha. Does her name ring a bell?
She battles blindness due to an autoimmune disease called neuromyelitis optica or NMO for short. Here is some more info. – NMO
You can also read her blog at theblindcook.com.
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Be humble or be humbled. That’s one way God seems to discipline us. Epilepsy releases me from ego, but not from anger. Those are two different things: ego and anger. I’ve seen them on display, and I am sure you have too. There is much talk about ego today in the cosmos. There is much talk about a lot of things, but releasing one’s ego is certainly on the agenda of many. I have an ego or whatever you want to call it. I’m not sure there’s a name for it, but that’s the best word humanity has come up with so far. Thanks Freud. Ego can be a good thing. It can create a response from men and women to jump to action. Anger can be a good and bad thing too. Emotives, emotional responses….we’re not perfect people. I am always surprised that we seem to not be able to accept that reality. I know there are realities in my life I haven’t accepted. I know this because we all have blindspots, and they are called blindspots for a reason. Until they are pointed out, we are blind to them. The picture above is not a commentary on the Muslim faith by the way. I clarify because a picture is worth a 1000 words, and I don’t want those 1000 words to be misunderstood.
Every time I visit my epileptologist, I pass this church for the blind. I have this odd sense of humor. I laugh silently to myself because I think do the blind need a sign for their church? Aren’t disabilities hilarious?! I can tell when you aren’t joking.
I must go back to that Muslim point just for a moment since we live in violent times. There was a get together in my neighborhood a while back. I met a family, a Muslim family, a beautiful family. I got talking with a gentleman, and after our discussion he said he would pray for me. How shocked was I? Pretty taken aback….I guess it’s just part of that small town mindset, my diminutive mindset. God doesn’t live in your church. Yahweh, Emmanuel, lives everywhere.
Glad I got that out of my system….
“Trust never demands the proof of love.” – Dr. Robert Thompson
That’s one of my favorite quotes from one of my favorite pastors, and he’s a good guy. That’s a reflection of mature faith in God.
I’m pretty petty and immature. I don’t trust anyone. It’s been a painful process, learning how to come out of my shell again. I don’t imagine I’ll trust anyone fully again, but I hope that I will.
Pain has taught me to pray. I’m not talking about meditation. I’m talking about prayer. You see, I barely trust myself. The Apostle Paul talks about praying without ceasing. That’s what I have fallen to, rock-bottom prayer. It’s painful. It’s beautiful. God is extraordinary.
I don’t know where this skatepark is, but I’d love to go there. It’s amazing what these kids come up with, and they are not just children. There are adults my age still skating away, hardcore. Between surfing and skating, it’s why I still get ‘stoked’ about certain things. I know I sound silly when I use that word, but you sound odd when I hear you say things like, “that’s so epic!” I love your enthusiasm though, and I know you can appreciate mine.
Warning: This is offensive, but you gotta have a sense of humor. Or, at least, I hope we all develop some sort of elemental form 🙂
So, my motive or intention is for this not to be considered or viewed as written with a reflection of self-righteousness. However, your viewpoint is your viewpoint. I respect and honor that.
When I was growing up, this movie cracked me up. Comedy/Tragedy, where is a great meme when you need one….haha.
I had the great fortune of spending time with a young lady and her father yesterday. We went to church together. This child cracks me up. Kids are hilarious, but this young lady in particular just knocks me out. She is so bright, and there is a determination in her that is undeniable. The force is strong in this one 🙂
Anyway, on the way to church I was introduced to Recess Monkey’s. Someone wrote or said something that if you are going to have kids, be prepared to listen to and/or watch the same video everyday, over and over again for the next four years. Well. sure enough, this young lady’s favorite is #3 and she wants to hear it over and over again: Fish Sticks.
I believe I could tolerate this music. Veggie Tales is great, but you’ve got to have some variety, ya know?
Like anyone else, I have a ton of pet peeves….little things that irritate me. Perhaps, I have more than most people. I am pretty intense, on edge. I don’t smile much. I’m all up in my head. I am a serious person who cares about serious problems. I have difficulty lightening up, but I am also goofy and loving and grateful for everything and everyone in my life.
There is one thing, however, that irritates me more than anything else in the world. There is a quote that I have seen a number of times on social media. It goes something like, “Imagine the possibilities if one were to act without taking credit for all.”
I’m not going to pretend I don’t like recognition. I do, but it’s more appreciation than recognition. This leads me back to my pet peeve. When people don’t give glory to God, that really pisses me off. When they take responsibility for His greatness, that really touches a nerve. I have little tolerance for that. Yet, I understand I am a wretched beast myself.
I’ve read other blogs. I know there are a lot of little things and big things that irritate us, but there is one thing that can unify people. Imagine what that would be like….gratefully unified by the presence of God.
“I looked, and there before me was a pale horse! Its rider was named Death, and Hades was following close behind him. They were given power over a fourth of the earth to kill by sword, famine and plague, and by the wild beasts of the earth.”
It was years ago that my mom and I went to the old Charlotte coliseum to see the Dream Team play. It was something to behold. I remember watching and talking about Michael Jordan. People talk about his competitiveness, but that was not what I saw on display. He moved with a grace I had never seen before, so fluid. It was almost like he was dancing. His play was artful, spirited, and dare I say masterful. It was power under control. That’s the beauty of sports. There is little talking other than the trash talking 🙂 There is so much action going on. The spontaneity is something that would be difficult to replicate in a program or some sort of device. That’s a good thing. I believe.
We see a lot of things taken out of context. It’s unfortunate too, because we all have a different perspective on life. What I mean is, we do not have shared experiences. We share them, but we may experience them differently.
Michael Jordan is being criticized for donating money to the police in his political response to the current racial tensions in the United States. I find this surprising. The thing is that if you live beyond the law you are no longer protected by it. Don’t forget, I imagine Jordan had a profound experience with law enforcement when his father passed away.
I would like to celebrate our first responders, and other public servants who go unseen. Like that guy that planted that tree that’s now so tall in your square….define first responder….hmmm….
#jumpforjoy Even if it’s just a little hop 🙂
BARRIE MOWATT Q: What inspired you to jump for joy? A: YOU! I love the project, the visual impact messaging. I’d love to see it happen all over the world… on streetcars, busses, warehouse sha…
Source: The joy of Public Art. Vancouver Biennale jumping joy with Barrie Mowatt and Murray Nichol