Sunday, January 30, 2011
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Monday, January 24, 2011
It was a tough morning out there today, but thanks to my mother, who always manages to say something during our morning phone calls to uplift my spirits, the temperatures will rise beginning today, from below zero, to more tolerable degrees. Those poor cats are suffering. I could rescue one a day if I only had somewhere to bring them. I am hoping those who read this will consider fostering one of these poor sweet animals.
Friday, January 21, 2011
I made a friend the other day. It’s amazing what a person can gather from 20 minutes of conversation. Sometimes life offers these gifts, little pockets of pure connection between two people. I met him for a reason right? This conversation happened for a reason didn’t it?
This exact mentality is actually what dictated our conversation. Why do we make everything mean something? I liked the way he referred to people. He called us, "meaning-making-machines."
He spoke of a theory that we are all vaguely familiar with; the theory that everything is nothing. Well, nothing can’t mean anything, so we are all struggling to make all of this nothingness have some sort of meaning. Every moment, every thought, every date, every glance, and every rainbow all have the potential to become something more, something significant. We give the day we were born a meaning, the simple pat on the shoulder from a parent a meaning, even the butterfly that lands on our hand for a split second before continuing on its way has a meaning. Giving meaning to things leads us straight into our peaks of happiness, and our valleys of sorrow. We can’t survive without meaning, simply because it gives us a purpose.
When we don’t have a reason or a meaning, we tend to drive ourselves crazy. What my friend brought to my attention is this: if we can give meaning to something, and create a reason for the why’s, who’s, and how’s, then we have power. We have the ability to answer every question on our own, however we want. Let’s start writing our own endings to things. If we can create the reason, or the meaning, let’s make it a good one. Give it a period at the end, a conclusion. Don’t continue to spin around in circles, over questioning, just give whatever is bothering us an answer. Some of the greatest moments in life come from moments that are incomplete.
I know this post was a little off today, but sometimes, we need that. :) Have a wonderful weekend. XO
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Other than that, did not see the black and white fluffball again this morning. I saw it two mornings in a row, and now two mornings in a row it has not been around. No sign of Smokey this morning either, but I did change the blanket he uses under the lean-to, which I hope he uses as the weather is supposed to get bitter cold again. As long as these towels/blankets stay dry, they are good for the kitties. Better than nothing! I pulled up to my first stop this morning and lo and behold, under the lean to was a very ugly little possum! He hissed at me and kept backing up against the wall, wouldn't move. I tried to scoot him out, but he wouldn't budge. I thought if he ever came after me, it would be a mess, but he was too scared to do anything I think. So, I let him be, and decided I would stop back there later, which I did, and Mr. Possum was not there. He left a mess for me to clean up though! Possums and raccoons are very messy eaters!