Thursday, November 5, 2009

Chapter 2

If you know me then you'll know that I have a BIG Birthday coming up this weekend, and if you don't, I'll still take your well wishes, I can use all that I can get! As the day approaches I suppose it's only natural to think about your life and what you've accomplished, or failed at, what you have seen, and have yet to see, friends you've made, and those you've yet to. I've noticed that the days pass by fast sometimes but suddenly at the age that I'm about to turn (I'll let you guess what that is) the moments seem slower, life seems more valuable to me, and I'm finally feeling like I'm living, and I'm happier than I've ever been. So, I say bring on Chapter 2, I'm ready, I'm able, and I'm willing to really cherish the new memories that I'm about to make as I carry with me the best of the older ones.

I'll leave you with my favorite poem about life from John Keats. I'll be back next week. Have a wonderful weekend!

Happy life, love and days. :)

The Human Seasons
by John Keats

Four Seasons fill the measure of the year;
There are four seasons in the mind of man:

He has his lusty Spring, when fancy clear
Takes in all beauty with an easy span:

He has his Summer, when luxuriously
Spring's honeyed cud of youthful thought he loves
To ruminate, and by such dreaming high
Is nearest unto Heaven: quiet coves

His soul has in its Autumn, when his wings
He furleth close; contented so to look
On mists in idleness—to let fair things
Pass by unheeded as a threshold brook:—

He has his Winter too of pale misfeature,
Or else he would forego his mortal nature.

Sunday, November 1, 2009

How many train wrecks do we need to see before we lose touch?

Jack Johnson finishes that lyric with "Where did all the good people go?"

A couple of weeks ago there was a huge wind storm on Madison Ave, no, I'm not lying, really, it was like being back in Texas in the middle of a Tornado, for real I was coming back from my power walk at lunch around the reservoir (I know who you are that are laughing at me calling myself a power walker just know that lol) and I turned the corner onto Madison to be literally almost knocked down by this huge gush of wind! It was so strong in fact that the street signs were whirling like in the Wizard of Oz movie, the trees were swaying in the medians and papers were flying every where. I looked down the ways a bit and I saw a poor lady with a toddler, a huge stroller and some bags--before I knew it the stroller was going one way with the toddler still holding on to it, his backpack had been literally blown off his little back, the bags were going the other way.. so I ran as fast as I possibly could against this ferocious wind and grabbed the toddler with one hand and the stroller with the other while the woman ran after her bags--she looked over at me and literally almost began to cry--when she finally got herself together she said to me "Oh my goodness, thank God for you! I would have never been able to make it if you wouldn't have helped me out!" The toddler was still crying so I was trying to help calm him down, I helped her put her bags into the stroller (mind you she was probably 5ft tall and 100 lbs soaking wet) and when I stood up she immediately jumped to hug me. I accepted the hug, and then I said "No worries, I'm glad I could help." Now, I'm in NO way a Saint, I don't profess to be one, claim to be one or attempt to be one, but I DO consider myself one of "the good people" that Jack's asking about.

The sad part of that story is that at least 5 people walked right around her before I even got to her.

So here's what I think; Don't be one of those 5 people. I think that most of us are actually good people, we're just busy and sometimes we lose focus on what's important in life. Being kind and humane shouldn't be things that have to be taught, they should be things that are innate in much better would this world be if they were? Can we re-learn how to be? I think so.

Night good people ;)