Take time to be like them

More wise words from Owen (the Beleaguered Servant)

via It’s Always Them

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Life Lessons learned from a 2-year old

An interesting, and informative article from Daniel Rattner, via Bridget, The happy Quitter. If you head back to Daniel’s original post there are some interesting pictures of Ilya.

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I often babysit the neighbor’s kids or they babysit me -however you want to look at it and there is a lot I learned from watching babies, toddlers and yes, even teenagers.

I wondered if I am the only one who looks at it that way. Does not being a parent make me more of a pushover or perhaps more observant?

Yesterday, I found by accident an article that made me feel good and of course, I have to share my finding with all of you. Here you go:

To start, I’m not a parent. I opted into a commune-style Brooklyn home I found on Craigslist, and I live with a young couple and their two-year-old, Ilya.

I’ve now been living there for one year and I can confidently say it’s one of the best decisions I’ve ever made. Because in my time living with a kid, I’ve come to…

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Wildlife Encroachment

Fellas, If your wife is a gun gal take heed!
Ladies, hearty laughs are allowed!

Mitigating Chaos

Florida Woman Stops Alligator Attack Using a Small Beretta

This is a story of self-control and marksmanship by a brave, cool-headed woman with a small pistol against a fierce predator.  th-1
Here’s her story in her own words:
“While out walking along the edge of a pond just outside my house in The Villages with my soon to be ex-husband discussing property settlement and other divorce issues, we were surprised by a huge 12-ft. alligator which suddenly emerged from the murky water and began charging us with its large jaws wide open.  She must have been protecting her nest because she was extremely aggressive.
“If I had not had my little Beretta Jetfire .25 caliber pistol with me, I would not be here today!  Just one quick shot to my estranged husband’s knee cap was all it took.  The ‘gator got him easily and I was able to escape by just walking away…

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Whats In A Picture?

A perfect description of why photography is so important to us. Not a selfie in sight, just a beautiful cross section of John’s life, and reason for being!

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My interest in photography started with my first trip across the country. So much was new, so many places and sights I had never seen but for pictures. It was then that I started to understand the power of a photograph. I think back to reading National Geographic as a child and dreaming of all the places I could go, drawn in to the story with the images captured by those who had actually been there. The imagination of a child is a blessing we should nurture in youth, and desperately try to hold on to as adults for it brings forth a passion for all things simple and pure.

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Something as simple as sitting in a diner that you have been to many times gives a feeling of comfort, a harmony with your past reflected on the page in color. Each pixel a small part of what your existence…

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On Being Happy

Having found a few posts today that I thought I would share, perhaps today is just a day that I am open to being impressed; but impressed I am, not just by this poem, but by a lot of Owen’s work. See what you think, and, maybe, you may wish to read more of his fine work.

No Talent For Certainty

find a place you are,

be there when you can,

share it, as you’re able.

find a way to span

all the times between,

when you miss the zest —

making your way back

to that place

of rest

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Dream On, Dream On

John David Ray, who was not born with that name, has a dream, and a great talent.

I would like you to share that because it is very worthwhile.

Do read this, and John’s other posts, I’m sure you will enjoy them.

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 As your bony fingers close around me
Long and spindly
Death becomes me
Heaven can you see what I see

Hey you pale and sickly child
You’re death and living reconciled
Been walking home a crooked mile

Paying debt to karma
You party for a living
What you take won’t kill you
But careful what you’re giving

There’s no time for hesitating
Pain is ready, pain is waiting
Primed to do it’s educating

Unwanted, uninvited kin
It creeps beneath your crawling skin
It lives without it lives within you

Feel the fever coming
You’re shaking and twitching
You can scratch all over
But that won’t stop you itching

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Blame it on your karmic curse
Oh shame upon the universe
It knows its lines
It’s well rehearsed

It sucked you in, it dragged you down
To where there is no hallowed ground
Where holiness is never found

Paying debt to…

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Yay, Yay it’s Saturday…

The pet that poops breakfast has to be one of the best advertising slogans ever!

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22D26ADA-0AAC-47BC-9FC0-B1AC19464DB1Roosters and chicken running amok are still pretty prevalent on Kauai.  This is one of several that walk around our resort everyday, especially by the outdoor bar and grill, waiting for people to finish their meal.  And crowing.  Loudly.  At any time of the day.

From what I know, Hurricane Iniki decimated the island back in 1992 and that’s when the chickens and roosters’ coops and hen houses were destroyed; chickens having been originally brought over for food and roosters for cock fighting.  Now they are more feral than domesticated and if you’re not prepared for them running loose, it’s quite a sight and sound!  But I also understand they keep the island’s bug population way down.  I kind of enjoy them now and even have a rooster Christmas tree ornament from Kauai!

And here’s a little meme from Facebook that fits right in…

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What do soldiers do?

The very last line of Owen’s poem The night in showers came to war… 

inspired me to write the following. Thank you, Owen, for the inspiration.

 

Amidst the noise and battle cry, what do soldiers do but die?

Do they rescue one another? “Let me help him, he’s my brother!”

Can they carry even one, when the bullets cease to come?

Is there any feeling left, or is it that they’re all bereft?

Amidst the noise and battle cry, what do soldiers do but die?

 

Amidst the noise and cry of battle, politicians ever prattle,

seeking ways to wage the war, counting bodies, keeping score.

Do they count the family cost, brothers, sons, and fathers lost?

Do they care for all the strife, grieving mother, child, or wife?

Amidst the noise and cry of battle, politicians ever prattle.

 

Amidst the noise and battle cry, what do soldiers do but die?

No one cared until too late, no one heeded others’ fate.

So long as profits filled the banks, businessmen all gave their thanks.

Politicians counted votes, and journalists made copious notes.

Amidst the noise and battle cry, what do soldiers do but die?

Next Year and Forever

Sending this seasonal, succinct, second hand sentiment because it is far better than I could have put into words. Happy New Year!

The happy Quitter!

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“I hope that in this year to come, you make mistakes.

Because if you are making mistakes, then you are making new things, trying new things, learning, living, pushing yourself, changing yourself, changing your world. You’re doing things you’ve never done before, and more importantly, you’re Doing Something.

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Best Choice|بهترین انتخاب

A lovely story that is international, although, in this instance, comes from Iran.

A Voice from Iran

Three old men knocked on a door.

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A young woman opened the door.

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The Three old men said: “We are hungry and tired, could you help us?”

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She responded: “My husband and son are inside the house and we would be glad to help you.”

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One of the old men said: “My name is WEALTH, that one is SUCCESS and the other one is LOVE. Only one of us can come in. Go and ask your husband which one of us should come to your house.”

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She walked back inside and told the circumstances to her husband and son.

Her husband said: “Let the wealth in. We need that. We can do anything with wealth.”

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She said: “Why not to let the success come in. We can have wealth if we’re successful.”

Their son said: “We should let the love in. A home is home when it is full of…

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