It’s been said that the only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do…like…nothing. hmmmmmmmm…Is a dose of adversity necessary in order to know who’s got your back? A necessary prerequisite to opening our mouth are 3 basic questions; 1. Is it kind? 2. Is it necessary? 3. Is it true? Maybe we should teach our children so it will not be necessary to teach the adults? If we have faith is an explanation necessary? Shouldn’t we eliminate the unnecessary to make room for the necessary? Is not HOPE necessary in every condition? If change is necessary then what does it mean when we say it’s not necessary?…force de la resistance? Is suffering necessary? Maybe suffering cracks our ego’s wide open…could it super size our compassion? our humility? …a cruel reminder to be someones oxygen? OK I’m thinking suffering is necessary until it’s not. Let’s cut to the chase…BE a lot kinder than necessary. PIF.
Is it that simple? Give me a smile? Give a bit of your time? Do we need to quantify ‘little bit?’ Roger makes giving a little bit…ummmmmm…look fun. What’s wrong with us…let’s have java with Roger and see exactly what his secret is. I’m thinking it’s the guitar strumming…Is it those little bits of good put together that overwhelm the world? Do all we really need to do is go back home? Is this message as eternal as it feels? Didn’t we learn to share in like…Kindergarten? Ok…do we all suffer a little bit of dementia in this category? Are not our days happier when we give people a little bit of our hearts rather than a piece of our minds? I think the older I get I give a little bit less of a care about what people think of me…hmmmmmmmm…I digress back to the ‘I don’t care’ mode….and i just don’t care. We might want to relax a little bit…let life flow, unassisted by our mind and effort. Wait…if you’re gonna do something…shouldn’t you really do it? Perhaps a little bit has no place in this world? Maybe that’s all some of us need? I know if you can’t breathe…sometimes all you need is a little bit of oxygen…and if encouragement is likened to oxygen….hmmmmmmmm…let’s simplify. All we really need is a little bit of plain, ordinary, every day kindness. PIF.
Are we living too fast? Isn’t the most important decision in life what we do with the time that is given to us? For the love of mental health…let’s just go one day at a time…what’s our hurry? Maybe our thinking should be this: “What I do today is important because I am exchanging one day of my life for it.” hmmmmmmmm..if that doesn’t put things in perspective…like hurry up and take you time already. What happened to doing what makes our soul happy? I mean is anyone really ‘busy’ in this world?…isn’t it all about priorities? Perhaps we may want to start saluting each other with, ‘Take it easy’ instead of “hows it going.” I say the world can wait. Life not about the number of breathes you take, rather Life is about the moments that take your breath away? Wouldn’t it be so refreshing for all the meeting makers to engage us in serious ‘take my breath’ away strategies? …and while we’re at it let’s measure our performance goals on how many times we’ve been so inspired it literally takes our breath away. OK now you say I’m getting a little crazy…but am I? Is this time snobbery? If you’re going to take my time shouldn’t the exchange be worth the price? I want more bang for my buck and you should too. We really should take ‘taking our time’ more seriously. Ok let’s simplify…If encouragement is like oxygen…subtract busy from life’s little equation and take your time to BE someones air. PIF.
Isn’t the word ‘can’t’ only found in the dictionary of fools? I think it was Henry Ford who said, “Whether you think you can or you can’t…you’re right.” If we can’t handle the truth…why are we asking people to be honest? We might want to try being so GOOD that you can’t ignored….hmmmmmmmm…maybe we should stop letting what we can’t do interfere with what we can do. Is our biggest mistake caring whether we can or can’t please everyone? Ok want to know what you can’t do? You can’t stop a smile from forming at something funny, you can’t download time and you can’t believe everything that google says. Is it an awkward moment of truth when you buy into NIKE’s famous line and realize you ‘just can’t do it?’ What did Bob Dylan mean when he said we can’t be wise and in love at the same time? Stoopid Love? If we were having java with Margaret Mead she would say, “Never believe that a few caring people can’t change the world, for indeed that’s all who ever did.” Well supersize my latte. If we can’t make something good shouldn’t we at least make it taste good? What’s up with that proverb, “You can’t have your cake and eat it too?” I think we should eat the cake because it’s somebody’s birthday somewhere in this world of over 7 billion. I just can’t wrap my head around can’t…if someone tells me i can’t do something…well…ummmmmm…let’s just say i will show them over and over and over that i can. PIF.
Where did the phrase, “Don’t shoot the messenger” originate? …and does this solve the problem? When we resort to attacking the messenger and not the message don’t we lose on all counts? Should we start before we’re ready? Fail fast? Push boundaries? Why can’t we be a traditionalist and a rebel? Which is more important…the messenger or the message? Perhaps we may reconsider delivering a message and just BE the message…hmmmmmmmm…can a smile BE the message? Ok let’s rachelize…’When all else fails, smile.’ PIF
i’ve reached a dangerously awesome milestone in my life…i just don’t care what people think of me….unless they think I’m awesome and then they’re…well…ummmmmm…right. The thing is i don’t even care that i don’t care. Perhaps it’s that i don’t care what people think because they don’t think? Maybe it’s those ‘i don’t care’ socks that i put on…like TED stockings, you know the ones that support your legs? Thinking the “i don’t care” attitude is good for my mental health. When people treat you like they don’t care shouldn’t we believe them? When I’m quiet are the only ones who hear me the ones that care about me? Perhaps I might quantify statistically what I mean…I’m 97% sure you don’t like me and i’m 100% sure i don’t care. Is this some sort of ‘i don’t care’ snobbery? Is the root of all stress our pursual of things that we really don’t care about? Working to maintain hooty falooty titles? Thinking I have a simple cure for title-itis…don’t use them. Wouldn’t that be so refreshing, everyone known for who they are inside. It’s kind of an oxymoron, we speak of not labelling people and yet we define ourselves with labels? i really don’t care what your title is…i’m looking at how you perform towards those who can do nothing for you. On the lighter side of i don’t care…i don’t care how old i am, when i see a bubble i will always hunt it down and pop it. When my children say, “race you” i will always run that race…hmmmmmmm…time to wrap this up. At the end of the day i don’t care what people think or say about me, i know who i am. PIF.
Does power corrupt people or do people corrupt power? Is the way to have power…to take it? Is the real power of a man in the size of the smile of the woman sitting next to him? Is determination power? Lao Tzu has said, “Mastering others is strength, mastering self is true power.” Martin Luther proclaimed…”Our scientific power has outrun our spiritual power…” hmmmmmmm…are we too smart for our own good? According to Ralph Waldo Emerson, “Before we acquire great power we must acquire wisdom to use it well.” …but Mr. smartypants Einstein said that the combination of wisdom and power has rarely been successful..this is a little disconcerting….have we given power a bad reputation? Does not great power come with the price tag of great responsibility? I’m thinking Plato nailed it, “The measure of a man is what he does with power.” Do we give up our power by thinking we have none? Perhaps power distilled down may be defined as the ability to make things happen without violating the rights of others…Let’s listen to some Hendrix…”When the power of love overcomes the love of power, the world will know peace.” I don’t know about you, but i’m looking up for my source of power. PIF.
John Lennon once said, “It’s weird not to be weird.” Does being weird make you a limited edition? Weird a side effect of being awesome? My daughter told me the other day, “mommy, i love you because you’re silly and smart.” Time to get your sillyness on because according to a child, you can be both…hmmmmmm…reading Dr. Seuss is so validating, “We are all a little weird, and life’s a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love.” Thinking as adults we might want to read more children’s books to put life in perspective….and while we’re on this crazy tangent, have a child give us our ‘performance reviews’ yearly. Wouldn’t it be so strange yet refreshing? Isn’t there power in not caring that you look silly? Not to put therapists out of business or anything, but, perhaps all we need is a good friend to be silly with on a regular basis. Eureka…I’ve found the perfect business…rent my children out for a good ole silly time. Ok…seriously…I think we could sum this absurd post to this, the best things in life really are silly. PIF.
Seems to be a whole lotta dying going on lately…or so it seems if you are a rock star or celebrity of some sort. But, according to the world population clock, there have been approximately 156,500 deaths today alone. OK so if our time is limited shouldn’t we stop living the results of other people’s thinking? Don’t fear death, fear a life unlived? We might want to make a mental note of the fact that everyone you meet is afraid of something, loves something and has lost something. Oscar Wilde once said, “Ridicule is the tribute paid to the genius by the mediocrities” …hmmmm that sounds kinda harsh, but I like it. The simple truth is this, we can make any given day more beautiful when kindness touches it.Perhaps the true tragedy of life is not death but what we let die inside us while we are alive? Oh, if we could be heroes for just one day, even under all this pressure, pushing down on us. Doesn’t floating around in a tin can sound appealing? Maybe we should all just put on our red shoes and dance…RIP to all the world…PIF.
Who would have thought a car accident would become a blessing? Life lesson #452 always keep your head up, because if it’s always down looking at your phone you won’t be able to see all the blessings around you…maybe we should talk of blessings more than we complain about our problems. Helen Keller said, “the struggle of life was a blessing”..huh? Oscar Wilde even said,“Trials are blessings in disguise.” So let me get this straight…every burden is a blessing? What’s going on here? Are the things that count the most in life, the things that cannot be counted? People come into your life as a blessing or a lesson? Buddha said, “Every experience no matter how bad it seems, holds within it a blessing of some kind, the goal is to find it.” Does the blessing equation involve subtraction or addition? Ok maybe we shouldn’t stop at counting our blessings…take it a step further and BE the blessing that people need. Ok, I know we make a living by what we get but we make a life by what we give. Let’s simplify even further…we may not have everything we want, but we are blessed in having everything we need.
P.S. Thank you Bay King Chrysler for BEing the blessing…