I borrowed it, I didn't steal it... I promise....

I find inspiration from every direction and try to use it in my life in my words and writing.  I have a teacher who absorbs so many movie quotes that she no longer realizes that she is a living breathing quote generator.   She even gives us candy if we can call her on it and name the movie.   I am like that but I don't give out candy.

Recently, between the millions of "Hate Chicken" and "Hate Chicken Haters"  on FB I saw an inspirational post on comparing human spiritual growth to a bow and arrow.  It rang true and I put it in the back on my head for later.   AL carries around recipe cards so she doesn't miss the exact sentence or moment.  I have not yet evolved to that point,  besides I didn't have pockets.  I have many other excuses if you care to sit and listen.  My point to all this is that I will fall back on the saying,

 "There is nothing new under the sun"

 I got sick of hearing it from my parents as I was growing up.  Perhaps it is disingenuous to use it after mocking it all that time...

1- I  realize that the bow and arrow FB thingy I saw, is brewing.
2-  Thanks to the blue chair's full moon emergency session in which it was pointed out to me that when things start to wind up or begin to feel really uncomfortable and the tension in your life, spirit, thoughts are at their apex, it is a sign that change is coming.
3-  And then there was the woman at the store today.  She was the wine pusher, as I like to call them.  "Have some wine?!"  she said, as I walked passed her table.  I stopped and smiled and started flirting... just a little bit.   I know it must be the full moon causing this,  I have many other excuses if you would you care sit and listen.   "You mean its legal for me to stand here in public, in a grocery store and drink wine with you?"  and grinned.   Yes,  I knew it was legal.  But she returned my smile and was so friendly.   We exchanged memories of  when anything with alcohol wasn't even sold in stores.  "So what type of wine do you like?" she said.   "I am a red wine girl and I don't like it unless it bites me."  I said, grinning again.  She grinned back and her eyes sparkled as she poured a taste of something and handed it to me.   It bit me.  "Was that hard enough?"  she said, as she poured a different taste of a different type.   I felt as if I were in a play.   We somehow started talking of how dramatic life was feeling in the last few days and she began to tell me that she was feeling as if she were being physically pushed and pulled uncomfortably and that she agreed with me that the full moon was especially strong this cycle.  She told me that she uses what she called "cold baptisms" for herself to help when she needed renewal.  That she prays in the shower with the cold water running and her kids think she is nuts.   I really started looking around for the cameras then.   My jump is tonight.  My jump into the deep, cold, darkness to shock my system into submission.  I told her about that and she touched my arm and her cool air conditioned hand lingered on my forearm  and said that she felt as if our connection was strangely strong and giggled and added that we had indeed shared a moment.   She might have been being completely honest with me or she, herself may have had other excuses as well.   I did buy the bottle of wine from her that bit me the best.  I don't drink wine.


Mix all of that together in my head and something will be born from it.  Because it is a good description for what is happening right now for me.  I feel the winding up of the universe.  I can hear something far off that sounds a bit like the turbines that roar in the Hoover Dam.  I am feeling like Stretch Armstrong (if you are much young than me you will have no idea what I am talking about).

One Reason I Will Be Learning Advanced ASL

It is artistic, elegant and beautiful...

I am headed back to school the same week that my daughter is.   School is an exciting place for me, it always has been.  Wow,  that is a lie if I ever saw one.   I hated the early years and the forced assignments where you had to actually stand up in front of people and talk.   I hated that part of  school.  That and the fact that I was chubby and shy and people like to pick on people like me.  I hated that part of school too.  

When I went back to school in '08  I remember the fear that was rising up in me the first time I had to present my paper on Ethics in Health care.  I was suddenly 9 and needed to throw up.  I do not know how I got through it, unless it was the back pack my partner had given to me that possessed special powers.   It emitted a force field to keep me safe.   It worked and I have always been grateful for that gift.   I also realized that I wasn't 9 anymore and I began to really enjoy speaking in public.

  The school was a McSchool.  It took my money and in return I earned a A.S.S.   I love seeing that in writing.  It makes me laugh.  In all fairness, it did almost everything it said it would but it just didn't work out for me.   I am and will continue to remain a certified Cpht.   I have no idea if I will ever use it.  Because it was a McSchool none of my credits count anywhere in the "real" world.   I don't look at it as a waste of time though.  I learned a lot about myself that I didn't know and probably never would have known, especially if someone just tried to tell me.  I had to go through it.  Such is everything in life.

So as I said, I am going back to school.   This time a "real" one.   I am headed first toward Sociology and plan to wander around a bit.   One thing I know for sure is that I will be taking as many Communication classes as I can and I will study ASL for my second language.   I laugh at myself because the last thing I have been is a great communicator.  Past personal experiences prove that. That old saying about people who go into psychology, sociology, social work etc are the one's that need it the most.   And so it goes with communication for me I guess.   I plan to be a counselor when I graduate.   I tell people that I am planning a great career with a BA in one of the ology realms.   They nod kindly and take me off their list of possible relationships from the Mcdating site.  Oh well.