Saturday, July 27, 2013

Questioning faith

Last week someone asked me about my beliefs, asked me if I follow a coven and asked me straight out if I were Wiccan. Where had I learned it? Who taught me? How often do I practice? One thing that struck me was how they asked if it was any different than a religion? They asked who I prayed to or if I prayed to anyone?

At one point they asked if I cast any spells. We both had a good laugh about when and where I did my best spell work. The questions kept coming and I did my best to answer them all as honestly and clearly as I could. It was an interesting conversation and often one sided as they listened and tried to take things all in and understand.

In the end, one of the things they said, struck me rather odd. For all of my spell work, all of my prayers, all of their prayers and beliefs, they still had illnesses to contend with, had suffered injuries in life and how could that be so when you are asking for guidance and protection? What else struck me rather odd is that my friend with cancer is further versed in the Wiccan ways, is a devout follower of their prefered religion, follows a more naturalistic lifestyle and all, goes to the homeopahologist, does the accupuncture treatments, etc. yet they still got cancer...

For all of the good their 'healthy', naturalistic, homeopathy lifestyle did them, they scrapped their line of thinking, had surgery, went thru chemo and suffered the during and after effects of the chemicals associated with it.  In the middle of the game they switched sides, changed the rules and did a complete 180 on everything.

I eventually reached the conclusion that no matter what our individual beliefs, our path of chosen religious following or not, we are all human. We will all die someday of something and no matter how much we pray about it, meditate over it and so forth, we could be the healthiest person on the planet and still get wiped out by a lory on the way to the local tip. Not many can be immortal and with all of the changes in the past few decades, can you imagine living thru that for centuries? No thanks. 

Sunday, July 21, 2013

Define me?

My friend got the test results back and although there is something going on that is to be treated, they went for more tests and everything else came back clear- so both good and bad news there. Anyone who offered up their prayers- We are both incredibly greatful to you. Thank you!

When my friend first got their test results back, I left it up to them to discuss it as they felt comfortable doing so. I know that sometimes it doesn't 'hit you' that you have something, until you hear yourself say the words- "I have _____." and it can be quite the reality check when you do.  Some things seem to carry a 'death sentence' type stigma with them. Thankfully theirs does not.

The other night when we were talking, it all came up and it was almost as if the condition was defining who they were. They were a number, a statistic, not the person I know and love. It was almost like I should run away screaming because of it. It is not contageous, they are not capable of transmitting it to me in any way and how could I possibly call myself their friend if I was to leave when things got tough?

We are all guilty of this at some point, we all have things we do, bad habits, ailments, whatever, that we may choose to let define us at some point or another.
I am _____ 
I have _____
I did _____
Why do we do that?

What about all of your good points that managed to bring you thru life up to this point? What happened to those? Aren't any of them what brought us together as friends? Did they suddenly fail you because of something else? Something treatable, something cure-able, something that is really only a very small part of you. That's what you are? That's what you have given everything else up for?

As difficult as it can be sometimes, I try to look on the brighter side of things. I try to take the high road, be the better person and all of that. This post in particular was tough for me to write, because I seen what my friend is going through. There are times that they are scared. Part of that rubs off on me at times and I am scared for them. I have been there myself, only I went thru it by myself. I'm just glad I could be there for my friend.

Saturday, July 13, 2013

Bad Habits

I used to smoke,
I used to drink,
I used to do crazy things,
and didn't much often think.

Life was good,
the skies were fair,
I made no plans,
my schedule on the air.

She's breaking all of my bad habits
I don't seem to mind
She's giving me new ones,
and blowing my mind.

I used to gamble,
I used to drive fast,
I always had to win
Never accepted being last.

I used to eat greasy,
Dripping, fat and fried,
Now it's home grown veggies,
and homemade apple pies.

I used to watch pornos
all kinds of slasher flics,
I used to like the movies,
where the bad guy got the chics.

She's breaking all of my bad habits
I don't seem to mind
She's giving me new ones,
and blowing my mind.

Now it's healthy eating,
Every night we take a walk,
Sitting on the porch swing,
Under the stars we talk.

Even the dog likes her
Always comes when she calls
He sits, he begs and plays dead for her
She's wrapped around his paw.

When someone is so special,
You find that perfect girl,
Your life's about to change buddy,
And you wouldn't trade it for the world.

She's done broke my bad habits
I don't seem to mind
She's given me a life worth living,
and the days keep blowing by.

Tuesday, July 9, 2013

Knowing what I know

I had to laugh a while back, when someone I knew told me such a bold faced lie, said it so convincingly (or so they thought) that it must have been the truth. Because in their world it is gospel. Their spoken word is to be taken as the truth 1000% in case anyone didn't know... Bwahahahahahaha

For what they were telling me, I have seen with my own eyes, proof of the exact, polar opposite. Which is why this person is kept at arm’s length, their words taken with a grain of salt and not to be trusted any further than they can be thrown.

In life it is people like this that give the rest of humanity a black eye. They are the epitome of the countless reasons why trust and respect are often difficult to establish. When called out on their transgressions? Might you be prepared for more of the same as the countless lies will spill forth in an uncensored flow of absurd proportions. They know no end to the game of deception.

Tuesday, July 2, 2013


In a recent conversation with a dear friend, we spoke of what happens in life when you have to give up things that obviously mean or meant a lot to you. Do you mope about over it, look back with regret or do you embrace it and say it was something you did once?

I think I caught them a little off balance when I said "I am glad I at least get to try it."  I tried it and can then form my own opinion on it. I could make a decision if I liked it and would continue on with it or give it up, deciding it isn't my taste of things.

This applies to so many things in life- food, movies, clothes, sports, literature, music...

Is there anything you have given up in life that you can say without regret that at least you got to try it?