"Getting older's not been on my plans"

   When I am in the midst of something, I sometimes forget how fleeting moments really are. This day, last year, I was letting go of someone to make room for someone else. How times change. And, through that change, what wonderful things I have found.    Today, is thanksgiving. A day in which we acknowledge what we are thankful for, or are at least a bit more mindful, as we should be thankful everyday. I have noticed people on Facebook do the 30 days of thanks throughout the month of November. I have decided that mine would all culminate today: the day of thanks.    1.) The mercy of God--I realize so much more everyday how human I truly am. I am more aware than I ever have been of the faultiness of my walk on this earth. There are moments when I take a moment to look at myself and my world, and I can't help but think that I am a true failure. But what hope I have in that thought. By the mercy of God, I am redeemed of my humanity.    2.) My parents--what interesting and fascinati

   I think one of the most beautiful things about being a human being is the idea of entitlement. I know the word is usually used for people of higher monetary standing and pretentiousness, but the fact still remains that all humans are entitled. All humans...both the thief and the owner, both the student and the teacher, both the rapist and the victim, both the logger and the activist. All humans. All humans are entitled to their feelings and emotions.     I used extreme examples, because I believe it is important to allow everyone to feel and think what they do. It was Voltaire who said, "I may disagree with what you have to say, but I shall defend to the death your right to say it." This goes for all. I lastly talked about disconnect and the art of sucking at communication, and I think this goes hand in hand. Sometimes, when I get upset or angry or sad or any other emotion, I expect the world to acknowledge and fix me. Yeah, yeah...talk about entitlement! But, I am learni

   We have all heard the famous idiom: "If it isn't broke don't fix it." But how often if it is broken do we take the time to fix it?    I have been quite emotional lately, and I am starting to wonder why. Are things good in my life? Yes, I have no complaints. I recently, as of this week, started a new job, and am thankful for the more cash flow. I have a loving and caring family, a great group of friends, some I am closer with and some that let me crash at their house for a night of talking and movie watching...simply to catch up. I have a kind and loving bf who showers me with genuine compliments and lavishes me with care and concern. I have a dog that does what he does best: loves unconditionally. Overall, I have what I could consider the perfect life.    So, what's my problem? I used to have a friend in my life that I cared for deeply. At one point, we were very connected to one another, and we had a sense of simple understanding between us. In fact, when I

"It took me a long time and most of world to learn what I know about love and fate and the choices we make, but the heart of it came to me in an instant, while I was chained to a wall and being tortured. I realised, somehow, through the screaming in my mind, that even in that shackled, bloody helplessness, I was still free: free to hate the men who were torturing me, or to forgive them. It doesn't sound like much, I know. But in the flinch and bite of the chain, when it's all you've got, that freedom is a universe of possibility. And the choice you make, between hating and forgiving, can become the story of your life."    ~Gregory David Roberts    I ran across this quote in a book I began a few days back. Although it has everything to do with the book itself, the quote, in actuality, has more to do with life in general. I have never considered myself to be chained and unable to not do what I want. Most that know me, understand that I am one who does what she wa

   In the famous lines from Act 3 Scene 1 in Shakespeare's Hamlet, we hear the contemplation of suicide: "To be or not to be...that is the question." And what a powerful question that is.    All over social media we have been privy to the not so secret decision made by Brittany Maynard to end her life. And what a horrifically tragic story this is. So what is the right attitude or stance we should have concerning this beauitful, young girl who decided to take her life?    I remember several years back I watched a documentary on Dr. Kevorkian aka Dr. Death. It was a look into his methods of assisted suicide. And as I watched this video I couldn't help but mentally stand behind the actions of this doctor. And up until the point he made it a political issue, I supported him. I still do.    Now, whether you think one way or another, let me say one thing...I don't think suicide is God's perfect will for our lives, but His perfect will wasn't for Brittany Mayn

   I heard it once said, that if you wanted to be part of a church with no contention then start your own and don't invite anyone else to be a member. Same goes for anything in life. If we decide that we want a perfectly harmonious existence then it would be best for us to become a hermit. But God created us for community. Our heart's desire is to be in community with people who are like us, and even those that aren't. But...in that lies where we have problems.    I have been known to say things and take them back. I have been known to make statements and turn around and make a decision that would seem to others on the outside that I went against all that I said. I have been known to tell people that I am going to do what I want, and I will. I won't deny that.    I was talking to a co-worker today about living our lives and what that means in accordance to living in community. And even though we see the value in living according to community rules, mainly natural law,