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| please explain it to the Christians |
| 08.29.04 (3:51 pm) [edit] |
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Ever see or hear the phrase, "Christians aren't perfect, just forgiven."? Have you ever really thought about it? I think Christians would do well to remember that they aren't perfect. And going a step further, if they believe they have a Messiah, and have indeed been forgiven of their shortcomings/sins/falling short of the glory of God/missing the mark/ect...then, why aren't they humble? Where is that thankfulness for God's mercy and grace? Where is that love for all manknd? For the "least of these"? No, Christians aren't perfect, we all know that. But why do they try to act like they are? And why do they love to climb up on that pedestal, on that throne of Judgment, and look down their noses at everyone else in the world?? Even in this statement, "Christians aren't perfect,just forgiven", they are saying that they are above everyone else. And what kind of human being can say only they are forgiven, and not the humble man who lives down the street, who lives a good life, is kind to others, meditates, grows flowers, minds his own business, doesn't hurt anyone, and never steps foot in a church? This man may be peaceloving and care of the needy, but if this man isn't a Christian, he is less than them. Even if they live a life serving themselves, not truly following this path they proclaim, but judging and pointing fingers at as many people as they can....they can still wear the name tag of Christian and be above all others. I often wonder why more proclaimed Christians don't truly follow the role model of Christ. Would they not find more followers? Would they not SAVE more people from ths hell they always shout about? What does love really urge a person to do? Think about it. Does love make you want to judge others? Does it make you hateful? Does it make you point fingers? Why would anyone but a person with a victim mentality fall for such a line as these type of Christians throw out? I wish that just once, all the Christians out there could really talk, act, and react in love for just one week. It could change the world. But we will never know.
This is dedicated to those few Christians I have had the pleasure of meeting in my life that have shown me real love and kindess. And also to all the non Christians (and Christians) who have been so hurt by mean spirited Christians who were working on their own agenda.
And for those mean spirited Christians I have been speaking about....You have no idea how many people you have turned away from God and Chritianity. You have no idea how many people you COULD have helped. You have no idea the hurt you have caused to some many good people. Please think about it the next time you are tempted to judge your brother, your neighbor, a stranger, or a friend. I don't think you realize what a positive difference you could make. If you only would...
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| spongehead squarepants |
| 08.24.04 (7:28 pm) [edit] |
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Sponge head, that's all I know. I'm sick and my head feels like a giant sponge full of snot and other junk. I can't concentrate, my head hurts, my nostrils hurt, I'm achy and tired. And now, for the next two days I have to sit through workshops all day long. I hope I wake up feeling better. I'm just no good like this. And I'd like to have some fun while I am gone!
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| Pleasure and/or Pain |
| 08.21.04 (12:18 pm) [edit] |
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Anthony Robbins, in his book Awaken the Giant Within, writes "One thing is clear to me: human beings are not random creatures; everything we do, we do for a reason. We may not be aware of the reason consciously, but there is undoubtedly a single driving force behind all human behavior. This force impacts every facet of our lives, from our relationships and finances to our bodies and brains. What is this force that is controlling you even now and will continue to do so for the rest of your life? PAIN AND PLEASURE! Everything you and I do, we do either out of our need to avoid pain or our desire to gain pleasure."
He goes on to explain that if you can understand and utilize the forces in that concept, you can create lasting changes in your life. He gives examples of how we might procrastinate doing our income taxes, but when April 14th rolls around, we suddenly decide that NOT taking action is more painful than putting it off. And then you get it done just in time to get that April 15th postmark. Prior to April 14th, however, we believed that taking action at that time would be more painful than putting it off. So, we stay in that mode until we realize it will be more painful to NOT take that action. Makes sense to me.
Sounds so simple in some ways. Almost too simple? Are humans that simple that our whole lives are driven by pain and pleasure? I think so.
Sometimes we get ourselves in relationships or jobs that are not very healthy, but on some level we decide that it's less painful to just stay in what we know. Until one day when something just pushes you over the limit and all of the sudden you are finished and you hit a level of pain in that relationship or job that you were just not willing to tolerate. And that's when you do something about it. Pain becomes our friend in that setting. It leads you to get out of a bad situation.
The drive for pleasure is what leads some people to try serious drugs. They want to feel good and they hear that crack can make you feel better than the best orgasm, and for the right person, the desire to feel pleasure overrides the fear of pain that may come from using drugs (like getting caught, going to jail, losing your job, etc.), not to mention the effects of drugs on your brain.
He goes on to tell his readers that one of the most important things we can do in our lives is to figure out what creates pain for us and what creates pleasure. Obviously, that is different for everyone, since we find pain and pleasure in different ways and in different degrees.
Nothing groundbreaking there, but I find it interesting to study human behavior. When somebody comes into my office, it's usually some source of pain that brought them there. My job is to help them figure out what is the cause and effect of it, and hopefully, help them figure out what they want to do about it. If I'm not entertaining enough for some of them, they'll drop out of treatment. If I don't fix their problems, some will drop out of treatment. But sometimes, you have a client that comes in who is sincerely seeking answers to these questions, and when they do, they will always find what they need. They have to do the work though, and most of them aren't willing to go through the changes it may require to get different results. In other words, by Mr Robbin's principles, they decide that it's more painful at that moment to work on those issues than to just put it off and blame the therapist, or their unsupportive spouse, or their deceased mother.
It's been a long week and I'm tired. And right now, my hunger pain is greater than my pleasure from writing a blog! A peanut butter and jelly sandwich is my source of pleasure at this moment. I hope the night gets better!
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| leaves of gold |
| 08.15.04 (4:08 pm) [edit] |
fall is my favorite time of year. there's this crispness to the air that i love. makes me want to go for walks. i did so today with my sister and it was nice. not too hot, not too cold, i felt like goldie locks finding just the right weather today. me and my sister have always gone on walks, or runs (in our more "in shape" days). in the fall, we'd fight over who would step on the next fallen leaf. there's something about that sound of stepping on a dried up fallen leaf that we both love and it got to be something of a game with us, trying to get the next one. silly thing to do, i guess, be we've always had these silly things we do that no one else would find so amusing, i'm sure. the times of walking are fewer now that we are older. she has three kids, i have three step kids, we're both married with busy lives and busy jobs. so, it's a rare break away for us to get those walks these days. reminds me of some lyrics from emily saliers which says "everyone's so busy, but do we move ahead?" i enjoyed it today. it's times like that that i remember most fondly. that's what they call quality time. and to me, it's doing something simple while sharing thoughts/ideas/etc... and walking just happens to be the way we seem to do that best. we share stories of how our week went, of what frustrates us, of memories, of dreams, of something to make us laugh. she has asked me questions about my sexuality on those walks, i shared secrets with her, she with me, and all of that sacred space is in nature where we walk together. it was nice to have that walk today. i look forward to many more.
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| in the beginning..... |
| 08.11.04 (7:13 pm) [edit] |
my friend told me i should meet you, she gives me this rise and fall of her eyebrows, meaning that you are attractive. told me about a tatoo on your back that she got to see. hubba hubba. that was years ago. then, i started to work for the same agency you work for. a quick glimpse across the gym and a thought of how you would never look my way, too cool, too cute. an awkward meeting on the sidewalk by my friend i knew then i didn't have a chance. i blew it. looked like a big giraffe standing with the cool kitty feline like movements next to my knocking knees joined the oncall line and there you were, pretty as you please and you talked to me volunteered to take me on a tour maybe there's hope you chatted away, maybe she's nervous like me she let me know she was single, and a lesbian. alright, maybe i have a chance afterall that energy from the very beginning could light up new york city it was funny to hear freda describe how it was like electric forces joining when we were in the room together! and it was. exciting anticipation nervous shaking a boldness that took over i had not felt before no real fear, even then. just strength and energy and a good feeling about all this friends teased me i downplayed it, fearing that maybe it was just me, maybe i'm crazy, maybe i've dreamed all this up. then, going to the club, you sat next to me on the way. what a ride never had i felt such electricity travel through my body, between my leg and yours, that was it, just our legs touching through our clothes and that cool move of you reaching for the mt dew that was slick thought i would explode and die and nobody would know why. i thought you felt it too. just knew you did. how could you not? it was all simply amazing never in my 35 yrs had i experienced such feelings nothing even close it wasn't just about sex it was much deeper people couldn't really understand that though they just thought i was in heat and crazy but that was okay with me i didn't care didn't fear just loved you from the start just went with it comfort and excitement rolled up together unchartered territory but yet so familiar and that was just the beginning it was only the beginning... and what a beginning it was!
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| never say never |
| 08.09.04 (6:51 pm) [edit] |
I never thought I'd:
meet my soulmate be washing boy's underwear be living in Alabama be a supervisor/boss/manager be an LCSW have a pool have such a big (and cool) bedroom meet my match sell my townhouse find a healthy lesbian to date be 38 yrs old see my brother get married move back to Alabama when I left be a lesbian get struck by lightning be married with 3 kids be so out of shape lose touch with my brother get fired for being a lesbian get an attorney and win my job back pass orals in grad school live through such dark hours travel alone love so much see my parents get so old camp in the snow make that winning shot as the time expired be happy find my true love
But I have, I did, I am. Never say never!
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| connections |
| 08.06.04 (6:15 pm) [edit] |
- walking in nature with no manmade structures in sight
- streams of light coming from your eyes
- baby's fingers wrapped around your one finger
- recognition from a kind face in the crowd
- the sights, sounds, and feel of a creek
- watching and particpating in someone's empowerment
- those times trail riding where it's just you, the horse, and nature
- walking up on nature in prgress, two foxes trotting along, a deer eating, etc.
- slow motion of that winning shot or that perfect pass or execution
- the quiet of night
- riding on dirt roads
- making someone laugh and watching the stress release
- the ease of a child giggling
- Manna raising her paw to me, and nobody but me
- the electricity of her touch, the healing, the light
- lifting a burden from another
- sharing your truth with another who understands
- silient understanding
- kitty bringing his toys on the bed for us
- kitty kisses and rubs when he's sleepy and yittle
- the sound of crackling leaves
- the refreshing to the senses that the ocean brings
- wildflowers scattered in the woods
- a grandmother's touch
- reading something that makes you think
- the comfort of family
- friends who move with you
- feeling free to be yourself
- bodies flowing like liquid
- real love
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| lyrics |
| 08.05.04 (4:09 pm) [edit] |
These are the lyrics to a song I'm getting into lately. It's written by Emily Saliers and the song is called "[u]all that we let in[/u]."
"the dust in our eyes our own boots kicked up heartsick we nurse along the way we picked up you may not see it when it's sticking to your skin but we're better off for all that we let in we've lost friends and loved ones much too young with so much promise and work left undone when all that guards us is a single center line and the brutal crossing over when it's time well I don't know where it all begins and I don't know where it all will end we're better off for all that we let in one day those toughies will be withered up and bent the father son, the holy warriors, and the president with glory days of put up dukes for all the world to see beaten into submission in the name of the free we're in an evolution i have heard it said everyone's so busy now, but do we move ahead planets hurling, atoms splitting and a sweater for your love you sit there knitting you see those crosses on the side of the road or tied with ribbons in the median they make me grateful I can go this mile lay me down at night and wake me up again Kat writes a poem and she sticks it on my truck we don't believe in war and we don't believe in luck the birds were calling to her, what were they saying as the gate blew open and the tops of the trees were swaying I pass the cemetary, walk my dog down there I read the names in stone and I say a silent prayer When I get home you're cooking supper on the stove And the greatest gift of life is to know love."
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| Pros and Cons |
| 08.05.04 (10:47 am) [edit] |
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I recently did a group at work about decision making and it went pretty well. Now, I'm trying to use the same kind of skills myself and can't seem to make my choice.
Seems that I don't know what to do concerning my current job situation. I work for a company that has a very negative energy, bad vibes, sickness all around the place and it brings me down all the time. Everyone who has ever worked here knows what I'm talking about. It's a heavy environment that beats you down to nothing and drains all of your energy and strength and, apparently, your will and motivation. Unless you've worked at this place, you can not understand the severity of this toxic environment. Seriously.
My dilemma is.....I plan to move out of the area in 3 yrs. Do I try to get something else (although at this time the only jobs available would require driving an hour to another city, or working in hospice) or do I stay in the familiar? I am the boss at my office. I have some flexibility. I don't make much money. I have leave built up. I am familiar with this situation. My job changes all the time, but I have, so far, been able to do a good job. Or so they tell me. The people I work with are okay. Administration is frustrating. I have no real power to make changes. I am a puppet, in many ways. Everybody is stressed out, all the time. Everybody gripes and wishes they worked somewhere else. I just had two people quit and move onto greener pastures. I keep wondering where my greener pastures are....
I wouldn't take another job unless it was a nice pay increase. It wouldn't be worth the move. Starting a new job would be scary and I'd have no leave for awhile. If I worked in hospice, it could be depressing at times. I'd have to drive around all over the place. But I would probably make more money than I am now. I just need to find out HOW MUCH more money to help me decide, I guess.
The thing is, if my supervisor found out I had an interview, I would be on her hit list. Which, as history will tell you, means you will lose your job somehow. If I told her of the interview beforehand, I would end up on that list anyway. So, I can't win. To describe this situation sounds paranoid and juvenile. But it is real. And frightening. I would hate to leave this job only to get a job I didn't enjoy. This all sounds so crazy and nobody can tell me what to do. Usually I can figure things out. I'll just have a feeling about it and know what I need to do. I guess that is what's frustrating about this, I just don't know what to do. Do I just make the best of this job and ride it out until I move away? or do I take the risk of getting another job? Some clarity would be nice.....
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| Quote for the day |
| 08.03.04 (8:54 pm) [edit] |
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Bertrand Russell I say quite deliberately that the Christian religion, as organised in its Churches, has been and still is the principal enemy of moral progress in the world. Why I Am Not A Christian
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| Jasper revisited by hate |
| 08.03.04 (8:41 pm) [edit] |
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I recently read an article in the lastest SPLC Report (Southern Poverty Law Center). It was very disturbing, to say the least. The article told of how two white teenagers (Joshua Lee Talley, age 19, and John Matthew Fowler, age 18) were charged with criminal mischief related to the descration of the grave of James Byrd Jr. If you will recall, James Byrd Jr. was the black man who was dragged from the back of a pickup truck by three white supremacists in 1998....more precisesly, Mr Byrd was beaten, chained by his ankles to a truck and dragged for more than 2 miles. The men who tortured and killed Mr Byrd received the death penalty or live in prison. But, haters can't let it go at that. It's not enough to torture and kill those that you hate. You have to take it a step further even after death. Just like these young punk haters, Joshua and John, who "descrated" the grave of Mr Byrd by etching racial slurs and profanity into the steel plate on the vault of Byrd's grave, and his headstone was knocked over. That kind of hate is very frightening. Disturbing. Sickening. Disgusting. I hope they throw the book at these disturbed young men. I hope they treat them as adults and not teenagers pulling pranks. I hope these kids/adults have the sense to have great remorse for their behavior. I hope their parents aren't proud of their actions. I hope Texas doesn't let this go lightly. I hope people don't just look the other way and dismiss this behavior. I didn't hear about this on the any other news source....not the local news, national news, CNN, USATODAY, etc....Only from The Southern Poverty Law Center, which tries to educate people about extremist activity. How sad is that that we don't even know what's going on? Educate others about the SPLC and the great work that they do. Our future needs the SPLC. Check it out!
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| Local Polls show the concerns of our citizens |
| 08.02.04 (8:23 pm) [edit] |
I get so amused at the local news. Sometimes we watch the local news just so we can get a good laugh. To find out what that "top story" is for the night.....it might be the thunderstorm that came through town last night and knocked a tree into a mobile home (aka "trailer"). Whatever the story is, it usually involves interviewing the individual in that community that has the least amount of teeth and no more than a 6th grade education and bathes no more than twice a week.
Another amusing thing to look for in the local news is the "latest poll" section. Recently, I read of a poll which asked readers whether they thought the WC Handy Festival was "too long". (It starts one weekend and ends the following weekend.) Another poll I heard on the news today was "do you think parents should be arrested if they display violent or inappropriate behavior during kids' sporting events?". Wow, that's a tough one! or this one....."who will win the SEC football tournament?" (the season hasn't even started yet, are there no current events we might need to consider?). Or how about this one...."have you ever drunk well water?" Yes, that's an important question if you are a well digger considering a different career path. (which, incidentially, over 92% of the people polled said that, "yes" they had drank well water.) Or tonight's 10pm news poll....."should the sell of sex toys be banned in Alabama?" I don't know about you, but I know plenty of folks who might do well for themselves and anyone that has to be around them if they'd do something to get off. You know the type, they sit and act all stiff and haughty, and you know they just need a good fucking. Maybe they've never had one in their life, that's the worst kind. Then there are those that just haven't had any in a while. They need to learn some sort of release and if they are too uptight to masturbate, maybe it's time they start to buy some sex toys. Unfortunately, those types are the very ones consumed with this particular poll and the sinful ways of the wickedly wild sexual perverts that use sex toys. Do us all a favor....get online, find a sex toy that can be delivered to your home in a discreet package,...... and go fuck yourself!
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| Keep your paws off!! |
| 08.02.04 (7:51 pm) [edit] |
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There's nothing sacred! Tigger has been accused of fondling a 13 yr old girl's breasts at Disney World! I just read that in the USAToday. What is this world coming to when the T-I-double Grr can't keep his paws off the young girls? If it's true, I'm sure it's not the first time it's happened and it's a sad state of affairs. If it's not true, then it's also a sad state of affairs. Either way, it speaks volumes for our nation. Molesters forever changing the life of a little girl for their own sick pleasures, OR some lying, lawsuit happy, money hungry scheme. Either way, innocence is lost and America keeps it's reputation.
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