Thoughts and memories created whenever I feel like I need to vent........could be poetry, could be political ranting, could be all about my love for my children, my animals, current state of the world. Read, if you must!! While you are here, also visit my reading blog: rnocean.blogspot.com *Random Reading* or my grandog's blog: "Frieda and Frank's Frolics".
Saturday, May 27, 2006
*Staying Too Much Inside Myself*
Some of the time, I think that both my best friend and my worst enemy is that organ lying between my ears, commonly known as my brain. I think that it variates between a state of chaos, turmoil, and then, bliss and happiness. What confusion!
I had to question myself today whether or not I stayed too much inside myself, afraid of revealing my inner workings? What then brings people, any of us, outside of ourselves? Some people would say more cerebral activities that could include music, art, painting, poetry, writing, journaling, playing with your pets or walking and noticing nature around you, and appreciating it. Some people are more into the physical activities such as sex, exercising, gardening or doing something or saying words that are destined to benefit another, just for the sheer joy of seeing that person smile. The reward, ultimately, is within the other person, not within ourselves.
Memorial day is fast approaching and I am thinking of the soldiers fighting for our country, maybe they are against this war, but they are still soldiers and I so respect and honor them for their commitment. We may honor them in many different ways, by words, deeds, thoughts, or actions in some way or another. My heart bleeds and goes out to all of the families who have suffered casualties or losses as a result of this horrible, unnecessary war. A war causing hatred and division and unnecessary bitterness in our country and without any meaninful resolution. Mr. Bush stated the one thing he regretted about this war was saying "bring it on". How noble of him to finally admit one fault, tell that to the mothers and fathers of soldiers that will never come home, except in caskets we are not allowed to witness.
I am no longer going to apologize for hating this war, but still honoring the men and women who are fighting for our country.
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