Blah, Blah, Blah In Your Dreams ……..

Thank you JR Prazza. You went to the paternal state?

Actually, my first reaction on cyberscribe’s rage? Annoyance? With me was “whoa nellie”. Then I thought that maybe she was in more than one type of pain. I think she needs to take time to breathe and at least know, that at least from a distance, we got her back.

(Also, I don’t want to be closer to my family, specifically my parents. It’s too much trouble, too painful and I might have to touch someone then or do something icky).

Actually, I wasn’t really looking for pity–not real pity. I was trying to be a little funny (and wise). I was looking at my motivation to move within the direction I want in my own life. And I was reflecting on the nature of change within our own lives. JR, you nailed it almost, actually.

On your dying comment: as part of this constant change throughout our lives, we are dying from the moment we are born/conceived and hurling toward whatever is inevitable.

JR Prazza and CyberScribe, Debbie Downer might say, when she is feeling philosophical, that we are all dying as we all moving towards it. Ella Elmont elephant might say, it’s what you are doing between birth and death that counts. (Ella is an optimist and also seeks to remind you two that the cells in your body are completely reborn every seven years. What does this mean?)

Are the three of us undergoing moments of minimum functuality? I am ready now to experience confident powerfulness. Now. I’m ready. Do you hear me universe? I am also ready for the universe to give my friend Barb the job and support she needs at this time.

Also, for the last time, my chair is not lumpy. My but (butt) is. It hurts because it spends too much time in one position. Tell Zach that I am waving a finger gesture somewhere in his general direction.