Running through fields in the dark...

Getting in the groove of things...

It's comical to me when people that start working at a new place or start a new chapter in life say that they finally got into the "groove" of things.

I guess if you live your life grooving to music and have the beat of music direct how you flow through life but it makes me curious about what kind of music would be "my" groove. Or if it even matters the kind or genre of music that directs your life.

Would classical music automatically put you into the serious category of grooving... or would techno make you into a full on rage fend.

Stereotyping genre's of music to how one grooves in life seems to be such a interesting subject and seems to have some valid case to study...

But what about us who are trying to push and break down those barriers of stereotyping... do you think the music would have to stop to create a somewhat platform of normal groove. It's a curious matter indeed.. and one that should be thought about...

In matters of seriousness I have been struggling.

It's hard to admit that simple phrase of struggle. I think the worst part of struggling is comparing how you were in the beginning and asking yourself why can't I just get back to where I was "THEN".

What I realized is that when you struggle when you fall off the ship or the wagon the only way to make yourself feel ready to start again is to give yourself that clean slate.

Give up the comparisons. Drop what you were and could be if you would have stayed on track and just focus on what you have to give right NOW!

So here is my challenge for myself and for any who read this... take courage grab the reins and start up again.

"Those who seek the Lord lack no good thing"

~Psalm 34:4

I leave you with this seed for thought as the sun goes down and the street lights turn on remember that although you can not see your flowers they are still there waiting for you to run through them tomorrow...

Where the green grass grows...

I should be writing papers but I can't seem to come up with material that would pertain to the subject. Instead:

1. I am going to write on here
2. Think of a way to make pogo-sticking a national sport
3. Come up with a way to read with my eyes closed (With out listening to someone read aloud that would be listening not reading)
4. Decide if I should take a semester off or just keep on truckin

On the first subject, # 1, I haven't written in awhile. I have to admit I have been busy but not in the normal.."Writing papers, doing hw etc.." I have actually just been working, working and working. I have become the most boring person I know. And I hate it. Now I am becoming a narcistic complainer and that maybe worse. SO in effort to make my cool factor go up I think I am going to plan a trip to here, Budapest.. If you would like to join please message me..

Now onto the important topic. How to make pogo sticking a national sport or better yet an Olympic one. Well I think if walking and shooting a arrow can be a sport than why cant pogo sticking. I was looking at youtube videos of people wiping out and just think how entertaining that would be to watch. Better yet if they actually complete a double axel flip. Yep I think by the time I am 50 it will be a sport. If not enjoy this video.

The last two subjects I am complying into one. I am not sure how I will achieve reading with my eyes closed but I am sure if I close them long enough I will learn how.. maybe brail? And whether or not to take a semester off.. I am thinking that will take more than a 5 minute blog sesh to figure out...

Well until next we meet may the roses and wildflowers continue to sprout and make life ever sweeter..

Summer of grass growing on sidewalks....

A summer full of surprises... But mainly a summer full of pages of reading majority of that reading is text book material the other half is some light summer reading. This summer I am embarking on a journey through American Classics... I am now on "To Kill a Mocking Bird" by Harper Lee. I have read it before but looking at it with older eyes its interesting to see the themes and patterns that I pick up. I finished reading "The Color Purple" last week that one was a bit different it was my first time reading it but it brought to life the complexities of living in a different time as a woman and more specifically an African American woman...

Now, as I sit here in my bed I am reflecting. I am trying to figure out the depth of my personality. I know that I am not perfect but this week has really showcased some of my flaws. I feel bad but at the same time I can't help but want to point my finger at the situation that was given to me to deal with...

I keep imagining a ocean. As the waves roll in with some control and then out of no where you are slapped with a cascading blow by the slap of a wave that was bigger than expected. Maybe my personality resembles that control... control... predictable and wham left fielder... leaving you with the sense of numbness that only comes from getting the wind blown out of you..

Such a strange sensation but what a invigorating one... feeling numb to everything...

I guess I am just a little lost at the moment... Like getting lost in a field of sweet peas and not being able to smell the sweetness even though it is right under my nose.

"You never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view--until you climb inside of his skin and walk around in it." ~ To Kill A Mocking Bird. Scout chp 3

This quote is absolutely perfect. Its amazing how novels can have such depth on life. I guess that is what makes it a classic read. It gives running advice that can be used in a timeless manner.

I am leaving with this thought.. that even when lost in a sea of sweet peas or a field of thorns and bushes there is always some kind of sweet victory... a story untold and a life that you can not understand until you literally take a walk in their skin....