When life gets you down think of, or believe, six impossible things before breakfast. Take a deep breath and close your eyes. If you are aren't smiling by the sixth thing, think of six more. Keep thinking of impossible things until you smile, or until you understand that life itself is impossible. Yet here we are.
Here, for your entertainment, are Six Impossible Things. You can believe them or not as you wish.
1.) Traveling through space on a comet.
2.) Seeing the world from inside a raindrop.
3.) Living inside a beehive.
4.) Discovering Mu.
5.) Loving to eat liver.
6.) Tea with Buddha.
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Abstractions
The rules are simple and you can change the order around.
1: Abstraction plus verb plus place
2: Describe what the abstraction is wearing
3: Summarize the action
Today's ABSTRACTION is:
Integrity walks gracefully through life completely nude.
She has nothing to hide.
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Which one social convention would you get rid of?
As Michael explains, "In other words, what’s one thing that society insists you do that you can’t stand? My first thought is that I hate being told to wear a suit to weddings or 21sts. Or that I have to stop and talk to every person I vaguely know when I pass them on the street."
I'm not perturbed by social conventions. I think of them as the oil that lubes the gears of society. Without them I think we'd be less civilized. I say "thank you" if a door is opened for me. I talk to people who recognize me though I may not remember where they know me from. I kiss people on the cheek when in Puerto Rice because that's what they do. I shake hands or hug, here in the U. S. It's these little niceties that help to make living easier, particularly in this age when we seem to be so self-centered and preoccupied with our own likes/dislikes. It's no skin of my nose to be courteous.
I'm not perturbed by social conventions. I think of them as the oil that lubes the gears of society. Without them I think we'd be less civilized. I say "thank you" if a door is opened for me. I talk to people who recognize me though I may not remember where they know me from. I kiss people on the cheek when in Puerto Rice because that's what they do. I shake hands or hug, here in the U. S. It's these little niceties that help to make living easier, particularly in this age when we seem to be so self-centered and preoccupied with our own likes/dislikes. It's no skin of my nose to be courteous.
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And, lastly, Happy Birthday to Eloise, who turned 60 on the 28th of this month.
Here is my beloved, well worn copy, which I got one Christmas when I was about eight.
On the opening page, you can just see where my sister, Erva, put a line through Eloise's name and wrote in mine.
She has her own suite of rooms at The Plaza Hotel in New York City.
Ooooooooooo, I absolutely LOVE Eloise.
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Being Thankful
Now that we've had our first hard freeze, the trees are finally turning colors and shedding their leaves which means winter is on its way. Therefore, today I'm VERY thankful for central heat.
Although I do enjoy a nice fire, I lived for several years with a fireplace or wood stove as the only source of heat. Hauling logs, keeping the fire fed, dealing with ashes and burned fingers, may seem rather romantic, but give me central heat any day.
Although I do enjoy a nice fire, I lived for several years with a fireplace or wood stove as the only source of heat. Hauling logs, keeping the fire fed, dealing with ashes and burned fingers, may seem rather romantic, but give me central heat any day.
(Why to I relate so to this picture?)