It's All About the Journey

Today is your future. Live in the moment!


“You’ve Got Mail!”

Have you checked your email recently?  Mine is starting to reel out of control.  Again.  I am getting emails from those I do not seek!  I hit “unsubscribe” and they ask me to submit my email address.  You mean, you don’t know it?  Did you not just send me an email?  So I dutifully submit it so I can “unsubscribe” to something I never subscribed for in the first place.

I thought junk mail in the snail mail was incredible, this is just WORSE.  This does NOT include my SPAM folder, which whenever I open that is full of things I don’t even WANT to touch!

 

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The Phone Call

Every night.

Same time.

Same caller.

“Please dial this number immediately as … ”

Go ahead. Fill in the blank: health care updates, your college loan, your computer is at risk, etc.

I tried answering. I finally got one person to stop calling, they said.

There is no rest. Computers dial us randomly. Definitely a sign of our times.

Do you remember the old days? If someone bugged you, you simply changed your telephone number and/or made it unlisted. The worst case was the party line, and you had to wait your turn and hope no one was relating an entire soap opera, or two star crossed teenagers were breathing into the receiver!

There really ought to be a law! You think?


Didja Notice?

  • Russia influences US election
  • Police racial brutality and protests on the rise
  • Mass shootings
  • Tearing down southern rebel monument
  • Hurricanes in the south
  • Fires in the West
  • Sexual allegations in Hollywood and government

Do you wonder? What is the next catastrophe we will need to face?

All of this pushed by media. Now, I’m not saying these are not important. They are. But have you noticed how they are coming in waves? Maybe it’s lunar. The moon affecting the tide of humanity.

Just wondering…


The Call of the Wild

I woke and lay there, my mind racing with my own thoughts.  Thoughts of my future, thoughts of the day to day routines, how am I going to… (fill in with next project, next decision to make).

As I laid there, waiting for the urge to stop thinking and focus on sleep again (it’s a counting backwards thing–you know…100…99…98…97…)  I heard the pack.  Yip-yip-yip…coyotes.  What was their cry and why?  Not just one or two.  A pack.

I am safe from these wild things.  I take precautions.  We are cool with each other, as long as we do not invade each other’s territory.  And sometimes that happens.

While their yips caused me a slight jolt of fear, I was reminded of nature and her wild ways.  Humans are at the top of the food chain.  We think, we reason, we build, we take over.  There is no room for nature, only humans.  We create, we live, we want the wild.  We tame the wild.  We build our cities, we build our houses and our factories, and our warehouses to store all of the wonderful things we have made, so we can sell/share it with others.

But nature can take over anytime she wants.  In our confidence as humans, we build things to last, for a little while, because we tend, now that we have the technology, to tear down and build more and better.  Then the hurricane flies.  The tornado winds swirl, the mosquito bites.  Humans worry and wonder how will they make it through this natural disaster?

Oh, but nature is so beautiful.  Wouldn’t it be nice to live here?  Yes, it would be good.  But you do have to live respectfully and naturally.  There are wild things in this world that need respect.

Carefully, let us tread.

 


The Tale of 3 Little Kittens

Cats.  Can you do it?  Can you truly invite them into your home as a guest?

No.  I’m afraid not.  You invite them to rule.  They dictate.  Even at a tiny age.  This is what we have endured and enjoyed for the last 3 weeks.

They were “dropping like flies” in the milking parlor.  Kittens mixed in with cows haven’t got much of a chance.  The cows are gentle, yes, but they are BIG.  And kittens tend to get lost outdoors.  So, as a last ditch effort, as we found, we brought into the house (even though forbidden by the farmer, the farmer brought them in)!

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This is Olive and Rambo.  There is always someone mewing!  Olive can be quite vocal.  And she talks in her throat quite a bit too, when not commanding.

We have learned to tiptoe so as to not wake them.  (I have dubbed them screaming meanies–they hear and they come running, they all start mewing and trying to climb upon you!  You hide in the bedroom, hoping they will fall asleep, and the last 3 nights, they have found us anyway, and climbed into the bed with us, I gave in, what can I say?)

Very smart, they took right to their facilities and have eaten quite well.  We spent time on the internet to try to figure it out, kitten milk vs. cow milk and digestive systems, etc.

Being so little, we have had to teach them to bathe.  They get bathed daily.  So far they don’t know that cats and kittens don’t like water.  And then they get a blow dry.

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They are front and center on love.

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Or waiting for it.

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They have warmed their way into our hearts!

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They all will have new homes today.  And we will have kitten liberation.

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But we will miss them, just a little bit!