I have to admit, I've been having a not so great month or so with the social life, relationships, friendships and all of that. I've been taking myself WAY to seriously. Seriously!
This weekend, however...was fun! Went out to a restaurant with some friends and strangers from a church I sing at...and basically had loads and loads of fun. Don't get me wrong...I can be a serious, ponderous, "deep" kind of guy. But...I can also be a fun, flirty, outrageous social butterfly--saying things that border on the risqué, crossing the line, and zinging everyone left right and centre with bon mots that can't help but be received well.
And honestly...with the month I've had, I've forgotten that side of me that exists underneath the masquerade of respectability.
So my words to everyone out there who are like me...try it! Just once be irrepressible, outrageous, fabulous and fun! Bat the eyelashes, and with a seductive tone in your voice--mixed with a hint of acid ;) Vamp it up!!!
:D
Monday, May 23, 2011
Sunday, May 15, 2011
Our little lives are rounded with a Sweet dreamS...
Sweet Dreams
"Sweet dreams of you
Every night I go through
Why can't I forget you and start my life anew
Instead of having sweet dreams about you
You don't love me, it's plain
I should know I'll never wear your ring
I should hate you the whole night through
Instead of having sweet dreams about you
Sweet dreams of you
Things I know can't come true
Why can't I forget the past, start loving someone new
Instead of having sweet dreams about you"
This is a song sung by Patsy Cline...a great country music singer...
Why do we find it so hard to let go of relationships that are bad for us? What motivates us to keep the bad, and to reject the good--especially when it comes to people in our lives? And I'm not just talking about romantic relationships--I'm talking about friendships, family members...people who are toxic?
A friend of mine recommended this song to me as something I could sing--I sing baritone with my range hitting the low tenor and high bass. And it is a beautiful song...hauntingly so. But more importantly...it also tells us that at the end of day we do have to move on...and put certain aspects of our lives behind us...and that it doesn't do us any good to hem and haw and dwell over the past. Even if it's understandable...or even if we don't know why we're doing it-either way, sometimes we just have to put it behind us.
In one of Shakespeare's play, there's a line which states, " What's past is prologue" And it basically means that everything that has happened in the past is simply an introduction for what is to come.
"What's past is prologue". A lesson I have to learn for myself especially (I tend to hold grudges sometimes). It's in the past...and it serves to set the plot and the play for the main performance. THAT's what's important. What goes on in the here and now.
Let the play begin!!! :)
"Sweet dreams of you
Every night I go through
Why can't I forget you and start my life anew
Instead of having sweet dreams about you
You don't love me, it's plain
I should know I'll never wear your ring
I should hate you the whole night through
Instead of having sweet dreams about you
Sweet dreams of you
Things I know can't come true
Why can't I forget the past, start loving someone new
Instead of having sweet dreams about you"
This is a song sung by Patsy Cline...a great country music singer...
Why do we find it so hard to let go of relationships that are bad for us? What motivates us to keep the bad, and to reject the good--especially when it comes to people in our lives? And I'm not just talking about romantic relationships--I'm talking about friendships, family members...people who are toxic?
A friend of mine recommended this song to me as something I could sing--I sing baritone with my range hitting the low tenor and high bass. And it is a beautiful song...hauntingly so. But more importantly...it also tells us that at the end of day we do have to move on...and put certain aspects of our lives behind us...and that it doesn't do us any good to hem and haw and dwell over the past. Even if it's understandable...or even if we don't know why we're doing it-either way, sometimes we just have to put it behind us.
In one of Shakespeare's play, there's a line which states, " What's past is prologue" And it basically means that everything that has happened in the past is simply an introduction for what is to come.
"What's past is prologue". A lesson I have to learn for myself especially (I tend to hold grudges sometimes). It's in the past...and it serves to set the plot and the play for the main performance. THAT's what's important. What goes on in the here and now.
Let the play begin!!! :)
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Silver Linings and Fool's Gold...
"Every cloud has a silver lining". We've all heard that before, and it usually means that no matter how negative a situation is, something positive can always be gleaned from it.
In Canada, we've just had an election. Obviously, there were some disappointed people, especially those who didn't vote for the winners, but instead voted for the losing side. That being the case, there are always positives to gain from every situation.
I think that this also HAS to pertain to life as a whole. While I'm not advocating being a pollyanna ( a literary character who ALWAYS saw the positive side of things whatever the situation was), I am saying that we have to admit that if we never saw the positive in anything, life would be dreary and depressing, and completely unbearable sometimes. Being positive is like a lifeline, or a life preserver in the rough seas known as life (if one will forgive the incredibly cheesy metaphor...LOL). If we don't hang on to it...we will most surely drown.
Over the last week or so, I must admit that some things have not proceeded how I thought they would. And initially, I was disappointed, upset, mad, irritated...all of that. When one puts in a lot of effort, time and thought into something (both mentally and physically), one can't help but feel that way when things don't necessarily pan out. However, I realize now that there were unseen benefits and consequences that I now recognize and can use in the future to avoid making the same mistakes again. For the record, I am speaking of two things primarily. One was the diet I'm on. Realized that I made some mistakes, and am going to do things differently. The second thing is of a personal nature, so I'll keep that to myself. I'm not completely used to sharing EVERYTHING on a blog...
Fools Gold...is a metal called pyrite, which looks like, and can be found with real gold, but isn't actually gold. It deceives you into thinking it's more valuable than it is, presumably after a lot of time and effort is expended in "discovering" it. I think I've been finding a lot of fools gold lately...things which appear valuable, but aren't. Things which appear to be real, but are fake...and things that seem to be built on rock, which instead is built on sand. Flakiness for gravitas, shallowness for profoundness.
I don't know...I just have never suffered fools gladly. That, by the way, is a phrase taken from the Bible. 2 Corinthians 11:19. G.K. Chesterton says we should interpret it this way...
There is an apostolic injunction to suffer fools gladly. We always lay the stress on the word “suffer,” and interpret the passage as one urging resignation. It might be better, perhaps, to lay the stress upon the word “gladly,” and make our familiarity with fools a delight, and almost a dissipation. Nor is it necessary that our pleasure in fools (or at least in great and godlike fools) should be merely satiric or cruel. The great fool is he in whom we cannot tell which is the conscious and which the unconscious humour; we laugh with him and laugh at him at the same time. An obvious instance is that of ordinary and happy marriage. A man and a woman cannot live together without having against each other a kind of everlasting joke. Each has discovered that the other is a fool, but a great fool. This largeness, this grossness and gorgeousness of folly is the thing which we all find about those with whom we are in intimate contact; and it is the one enduring basis of affection, and even of respect"
So, I've never been able to tolerate those who are flaky,scatterbrained, or live in a continual state of haphazardness. Perhaps it's because I'm a pretty serious, grounded, and composed man. Who knows. While I admit that sometimes it would be different to be all relaxed, and free and flexible...if there are too many of those out there, nothing would ever get done!!
But I'm digressing...Fools Gold and Silver linings. I guess what I'm trying to say is that we will all experience things in life that are BOTH depressing, and not what they seem. The two aren't mutually exclusive. It's our goal, or our task to both recognize that we have to look for the positives AND to make sure we don't get taken in again by what appears to be real...
In Canada, we've just had an election. Obviously, there were some disappointed people, especially those who didn't vote for the winners, but instead voted for the losing side. That being the case, there are always positives to gain from every situation.
I think that this also HAS to pertain to life as a whole. While I'm not advocating being a pollyanna ( a literary character who ALWAYS saw the positive side of things whatever the situation was), I am saying that we have to admit that if we never saw the positive in anything, life would be dreary and depressing, and completely unbearable sometimes. Being positive is like a lifeline, or a life preserver in the rough seas known as life (if one will forgive the incredibly cheesy metaphor...LOL). If we don't hang on to it...we will most surely drown.
Over the last week or so, I must admit that some things have not proceeded how I thought they would. And initially, I was disappointed, upset, mad, irritated...all of that. When one puts in a lot of effort, time and thought into something (both mentally and physically), one can't help but feel that way when things don't necessarily pan out. However, I realize now that there were unseen benefits and consequences that I now recognize and can use in the future to avoid making the same mistakes again. For the record, I am speaking of two things primarily. One was the diet I'm on. Realized that I made some mistakes, and am going to do things differently. The second thing is of a personal nature, so I'll keep that to myself. I'm not completely used to sharing EVERYTHING on a blog...
Fools Gold...is a metal called pyrite, which looks like, and can be found with real gold, but isn't actually gold. It deceives you into thinking it's more valuable than it is, presumably after a lot of time and effort is expended in "discovering" it. I think I've been finding a lot of fools gold lately...things which appear valuable, but aren't. Things which appear to be real, but are fake...and things that seem to be built on rock, which instead is built on sand. Flakiness for gravitas, shallowness for profoundness.
I don't know...I just have never suffered fools gladly. That, by the way, is a phrase taken from the Bible. 2 Corinthians 11:19. G.K. Chesterton says we should interpret it this way...
There is an apostolic injunction to suffer fools gladly. We always lay the stress on the word “suffer,” and interpret the passage as one urging resignation. It might be better, perhaps, to lay the stress upon the word “gladly,” and make our familiarity with fools a delight, and almost a dissipation. Nor is it necessary that our pleasure in fools (or at least in great and godlike fools) should be merely satiric or cruel. The great fool is he in whom we cannot tell which is the conscious and which the unconscious humour; we laugh with him and laugh at him at the same time. An obvious instance is that of ordinary and happy marriage. A man and a woman cannot live together without having against each other a kind of everlasting joke. Each has discovered that the other is a fool, but a great fool. This largeness, this grossness and gorgeousness of folly is the thing which we all find about those with whom we are in intimate contact; and it is the one enduring basis of affection, and even of respect"
So, I've never been able to tolerate those who are flaky,scatterbrained, or live in a continual state of haphazardness. Perhaps it's because I'm a pretty serious, grounded, and composed man. Who knows. While I admit that sometimes it would be different to be all relaxed, and free and flexible...if there are too many of those out there, nothing would ever get done!!
But I'm digressing...Fools Gold and Silver linings. I guess what I'm trying to say is that we will all experience things in life that are BOTH depressing, and not what they seem. The two aren't mutually exclusive. It's our goal, or our task to both recognize that we have to look for the positives AND to make sure we don't get taken in again by what appears to be real...
Sunday, May 1, 2011
Third Wheel, Doctor Who, and Relationships too...
Third wheel:
"a person hanging out with two people (usually a couple) that are in a sense leaving him/her out. Called the third wheel because...
Having any odd number of wheels on an object generally messes it up."
I had the occasion (unfortunately) to be put into a situation where I was made a third wheel...and not by choice. And I was wondering...was there anything I could have done to make the situation better, or head it off without seeming rude and churlish? I don't honestly know...and would like to figure it out so that when it happens again, I have a response....
I think the problem was that it was sudden, and it came at such an inopportune time. As most of you may know (or are beginning to know), I love using analogies to explain things. Supposing you are in the woods...you have a limited amount of wood and kindling for a fire. You patiently and earnestly start building up your fire...and just when there's a good blaze going, suddenly...a rain storm comes along and puts out your fire, and soaks everything to the bone.
In terms of your fire...you're pretty much screwed. Had the rain come earlier, you could have kept the wood and kindling dry for another day, ready to start the fire once more. Had the rain came later...your fire may not have gone out because it was a rip-roaring fire, or you would have been warmed and heated by the flames.But when the rain came just as the fire was going...the worst of both possible worlds occurred--no warmth, wet fuel...and a long time to get things back to where they were.
There is an episode of Doctor Who, where the Doctor is killed because he's attacked at PRECISELY the right moment when he is weakest.
I find relationships are like that--both friendships,and romances, especially in the beginning. Timing is everything...one rainstorm at the right place, an inopportune word, a wrong glance, a third wheel...can completely ruin it before it's begun, or start a reset that takes time one doesn't have.
Of course...sometimes things can come back, or be improved, or brought back to life...:) Sometimes things aren't always lost. But sometimes...it's not like in the movies. We don't get a second chance to make a first impression, and sometimes we don't get a second chance to make any impression at all. Time, and life conspire against us.
One of my favourite quotes is "Time is the fire in which we all burn". It never stops, it never halts, it is continuous, and it is always moving forward.
"a person hanging out with two people (usually a couple) that are in a sense leaving him/her out. Called the third wheel because...
Having any odd number of wheels on an object generally messes it up."
I had the occasion (unfortunately) to be put into a situation where I was made a third wheel...and not by choice. And I was wondering...was there anything I could have done to make the situation better, or head it off without seeming rude and churlish? I don't honestly know...and would like to figure it out so that when it happens again, I have a response....
I think the problem was that it was sudden, and it came at such an inopportune time. As most of you may know (or are beginning to know), I love using analogies to explain things. Supposing you are in the woods...you have a limited amount of wood and kindling for a fire. You patiently and earnestly start building up your fire...and just when there's a good blaze going, suddenly...a rain storm comes along and puts out your fire, and soaks everything to the bone.
In terms of your fire...you're pretty much screwed. Had the rain come earlier, you could have kept the wood and kindling dry for another day, ready to start the fire once more. Had the rain came later...your fire may not have gone out because it was a rip-roaring fire, or you would have been warmed and heated by the flames.But when the rain came just as the fire was going...the worst of both possible worlds occurred--no warmth, wet fuel...and a long time to get things back to where they were.
There is an episode of Doctor Who, where the Doctor is killed because he's attacked at PRECISELY the right moment when he is weakest.
I find relationships are like that--both friendships,and romances, especially in the beginning. Timing is everything...one rainstorm at the right place, an inopportune word, a wrong glance, a third wheel...can completely ruin it before it's begun, or start a reset that takes time one doesn't have.
Of course...sometimes things can come back, or be improved, or brought back to life...:) Sometimes things aren't always lost. But sometimes...it's not like in the movies. We don't get a second chance to make a first impression, and sometimes we don't get a second chance to make any impression at all. Time, and life conspire against us.
One of my favourite quotes is "Time is the fire in which we all burn". It never stops, it never halts, it is continuous, and it is always moving forward.
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