Last week a friend of mine took me on a little adventure. We found this grissmill out in the boondocks. The beauty of it kinda made me forget that it is winter time...(blech). It was a fun trip!
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Secret of Flying
"All it requires is simply the ability to throw yourself forward with all your weight, and the willingness not to mind that it is going to hurt...if you fail to miss the ground. Most people fail to miss the ground, and if they are really trying properly, the likelyhood is that they will fail to miss it fairly hard."
~Douglas Adams
~Douglas Adams
Saturday, December 19, 2009
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Once Broken
Once Broken, Always
A hundred pieces lay at her feet
Jagged edges, some smooth
We all have edges she thought.
Wishing,
Because she always wished
That she had the time to fit the pieces back together
Knowing,
Once broken, never the same,
Not plates, not vases, not people.
A hundred pieces lay at her feet
Jagged edges, some smooth
We all have edges she thought.
Wishing,
Because she always wished
That she had the time to fit the pieces back together
Knowing,
Once broken, never the same,
Not plates, not vases, not people.
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Why do places have different personalities?
Have you ever thought about that before? Some places feel sad and forgotten like an old town. Some places feel like they have a secret. Others feel unfamiliar and cold. And some just feel like home. People have those traits too don't you think? Some people have an anxious vibe, like they are busy trying to get somewhere, but they never "get" there. Others feel like a cold winter day...gray. And some people just feel like home...safe. Who doesn't love that feeling, like you can just "be" and that it is okay.
A poem for Hey
Mole
By Zack Strait
(for Heeather)
You burrowed into my chest
and it tickled my ribs.
I've never been thin,
So I'm sure you stayed warm in there.
You'd look out at me all the time
with your beady little eyes.
Your home, which once offered a soft glow,
became a gaping wound
when you left.
It was then that I realized
you'd feasted on my soiled heart,
it was a freaking ten course meal.
All you left me were the scraps.
By Zack Strait
(for Heeather)
You burrowed into my chest
and it tickled my ribs.
I've never been thin,
So I'm sure you stayed warm in there.
You'd look out at me all the time
with your beady little eyes.
Your home, which once offered a soft glow,
became a gaping wound
when you left.
It was then that I realized
you'd feasted on my soiled heart,
it was a freaking ten course meal.
All you left me were the scraps.
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Who Moved My Cheese
So I just finished reading, Who Moved My Cheese, by Spencer Johnson, M.D. This book is used often in corporations to help employees deal with sudden change, but I found it very helpful in general. Here are a few highlights that I found helpful (you can make "cheese" what you want it to be:)
CHANGE HAPPENS-they keep moving the cheese
ANTICIPATE CHANGE-Get ready for the cheese to move
MONITOR CHANGE-Smell the cheese often so you know when it is getting old
ADAPT TO CHANGE QUICKLY-The quicker you let go of old cheese, the sooner you can enjoy new cheese
CHANGE-Move with the cheese
ENJOY CHANGE-Savor the adventure and enjoy the taste of new cheese
BE READY TO CHANGE QUICKLY AND ENJOY IT AGIAN AND AGAIN-They keep moving the cheese!
This book was a nice short read & I found it extremely helpful!
CHANGE HAPPENS-they keep moving the cheese
ANTICIPATE CHANGE-Get ready for the cheese to move
MONITOR CHANGE-Smell the cheese often so you know when it is getting old
ADAPT TO CHANGE QUICKLY-The quicker you let go of old cheese, the sooner you can enjoy new cheese
CHANGE-Move with the cheese
ENJOY CHANGE-Savor the adventure and enjoy the taste of new cheese
BE READY TO CHANGE QUICKLY AND ENJOY IT AGIAN AND AGAIN-They keep moving the cheese!
This book was a nice short read & I found it extremely helpful!
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