IAMRISING – WHERE ARE YOU?

GOOD MORNING WORLD

Before I go into my subject this morning I have to apologize for my rant yesterday as well as ask for your forgiveness.  I simply dumped my angst without care expecting you to read it.  For that I am sorry and hope you can forgive my callousness.   The day did improve once I made my ‘Blessing’ list.  Well until last night when I wrote this whole post and then lost it.  I could not find the copy even with a ‘search’.  Perhaps I needed to re-write it anyway.

Yesterday morning as I was writing my ‘Blessings’ list I received a call from people I consider a blessing.  I was invited to share in some news they were creating.  They were changing some things in their life with the end result that we may not see each other as often as we would have had they not made the decision they did.  I was very sad to hear this news.  On the other hand with their lack of participation we might see them more often.  Regardless the world will feel a loss from this choice while at the same time the world may just experience a larger impact from them in a different way.

I am a big believer in the butterfly effect as I have shared before.  No man is an island entire unto himself wrote John Donne in his poem “For whom the Bell Tolls”.  It is one of my favorite poems.  I share it with you and the additional information I found that it was a meditation and prose!

For whom the bell tolls a poem

(No man is an island) by John Donne

No man is an island,

Entire of itself.
Each is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less.
As well as if a promontory were.
As well as if a manor of thine own
Or of thine friend’s were.
Each man’s death diminishes me,
For I am involved in mankind.
Therefore, send not to know
For whom the bell tolls,
It tolls for thee.

These famous words by John Donne were not originally written as a poem – the passage is taken from the 1624 Meditation 17, from Devotions Upon Emergent Occasions and is prose.

Yesterday afternoon I found myself in tears at my desk.  The day was slogging along so I decided to become proactive and write my blog early.  Before I began I thought I would visit some other blogs I like.

I went to iamrising.wordress.com.  I like the energy this young girl leaves on the page.  I’ve mentioned her before.  I know nothing other than her name is April.  She has a friend, Oleg Volk, who takes great pictures of her and her bald head.  Maybe she is suffering from cancer?  She supported Ron Paul then Gary Johnson.  She lives around Nashville, struggles with bulimia and drugs.  She is into good nutrition and the Ayurveda way of living which I had heard about at the spa.  Her writing and use of words is terrific and her blogsite is visually appealing.

I went to see what was going on with her and received the message:

iamrising.wordpress.com is no longer available

I broke out into tears.  Where was she?  Had she lost her struggle to drugs?  I went back to try finding her through a google search.  All I could find was a November post reference called ‘Slew the Daydream Won the Nightdream’ with the following:

Nov 28, 2012 – It’s something like day 10 now since my last “high” (after the first few months, I could hardly notice it as a high anymore,) after a 4 year daily life.

When I clicked on this I got the same no longer available message.  I was heartbroken.  What had happened to this vibrant young girl.  I cried again.

I went to save my work and lost every single word.  I stopped for the day.  I had no idea why all this had happened until this morning when I tried to find her again this time through a bing search.  I discovered another blogger ‘Veritaze’ wrote in his blog on Dec. 10th that he was looking for her as well.  I only hope she is well and has chosen simply to no longer blog.  Perhaps she is on to another blog with a different name?

No man is an island.  ‘iamrising’ touched many people.  I am going to look for her again later.  In the meantime I am praying she is well and onto her own new misadventures.

…..ONWARD TO MORE MISADVENTURE…

trivia:  bing had more information when I searched than google – found this interesting and may have to use bing more often!!!

SUNDAY MORNING SINUS

GOOD MORNING WORLD

I have suffered with sinus problems most of my life.  Sometimes the headaches are almost blinding.  Sometimes they are simply a pain in the neck only over my eyes and around my teeth – yes there are sinus cavities around your teeth.  Some mornings it is a struggle to get out of bed with this junk.  Medicine works and that to quote ‘Martha’ is a good thing.  It just takes longer some mornings to get going.  One day I will find a solution.  A neti pot does help.

My mind is scattered this morning to post much of anything.  I did some blog looking yesterday.  There are some fantastic blogs out there.  Really interesting and some are just plain fun.  One I like – and she sometimes reads me – is a blog called ‘iamrising’.  This girl is a true warrior.  I am not sure what all she suffers from in her life.  I have not read all of her blogs.  The ones I have read share her struggle with bulimia and pot.  The good news is she is succeeding.  Go look at her blog it is wonderful.  It is ‘iamrising.wordpress.com.’.

As I was reading her blog yesterday I was struck with the quality of her writing.  As you know I love words and language and the use of both.  I write my blog from my thoughts and feelings and my heart and try to go deep.  This young woman succeeds in writing her blog from all of those and includes her soul.  She leaves herself all across the page.  Such courage.  She challenges me to do better.

Another challenge I face daily is health in general.  While I am healthy I no longer have all the correct numbers on my chart – some are way over and some are under and all need to be reviewed to reach the best there is for me.  I have good genes – not talking levis here – and I need to do my part.

Last night I while attending a birthday party for my 70 yr old cousin I found myself walking down a hallway with other members of my family.  Now you know my Dad is 91.  While my mother passed away when she was 35, the rest of her family have longevity on their side.  As we, members of my mother’s family, were walking from my cousin’s apartment to the activity room I looked around to discover I was the youngest one in line.

We were being led by my 96 year old great aunt.  She is wonderful.  Sharp as a tack as ‘they’ say.  She hasn’t traveled much lately.  She read an article about a woman a 90 making a plane trip on her own and allowed as much as she thought she actually could fly from Bangor, Maine to DC once again for this party.  She packed her walker and VOILA!

Beside her was her 67 year very pretty old daughter.  Beside them was the birthday girl’s sister aged 79 and herself a really strikingly pretty woman.  My mother’s brother and wife were next in line.  My uncle is 87 and I think my aunt the same age or a year younger.  Then my husband at 66 and me at 65!  It has been a long time since I was the youngest in the group!  It was such fun.  There was my maternal history marching along – well sauntering – all healthy and laughing and in really good shape for all the ages.  It is a wonderment.

Today’s scripture talks about making our ‘increase abound in love for one another’ (1 Thessalonians 3:12-4:2) ‘so to strengthen your hearts’.  Well last night as I looked around the room at my maternal family my heart swelled with love and blessings.

The six of the  younger cousins were there with their parents.  The youngest cousin there was aged 6.  There they were my heritage from 6 to 96.  The Gospel today speaks of signs referring the tribulation.  Ignoring the dark reference I think I will look at the signs I had before me last night.  Health, vitality, celebration, love – does it get any better?

…..ONWARD TO MORE MISADVENTURE…