Sunday, June 07, 2009
A few great things...
Well, first off, the really great news is that my mother in law is now cancer free! We were all so thrilled that day the results reached our ears. Also , I just worked my last Saturday morning shift at the doggy daycare center and for the next few weeks I can sleep in on my Saturdays( until school starts that is). My actual last day there is Tuesday. I'll miss the people, but I feel it's time to move on now. My birthday is on the 12 tv and I'll be 26! I feel like I'm getting older every year ..... Oh wait that's 'cause I am. Boooooo . Well doesn't mean my birthdays have to get boring, were going to water works this year! I am so excited I haven't been on a water slide in years.
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
The future is BRIGHT!
Man Alive, its been a while!
I haven't visited in quite some time, but at least I haven't let a year go by. Reading to previous posts, i can surely say a lot has changed in my life. Originally titled, "Escape Daily" I thought I would be posting everyday. I suppose I was too optimistic on that venture.
Perhaps for now a list is a good way to start the changes in my life.
1. Moved
2. got married.
3. changed career paths
4. signed up for school.
MOVED!
Dan and I moved into his mother's house to help. She was diagnosed with a low grade cancer of Lymphoma. On top of her sickness she needed monetary assistance in keeping up with her mortgage. (What a shock in California!) We felt this would be a good move for us. We want to move out of state within the next year or so, and we need to save money. Our rent would be cheaper. Our money could go towards her mortgage. Also, while going through chemo therapy there would be times she would need to rely on someone, and we wanted to be those people. So, we moved! same town, different house.
Got Married!
Dan and I were already engaged, and were planning on getting married eventually. My losing health insurance sped that notion up, so we wed at city hall with some close friends nearby. We are planning a reception for family and friends in June.
Changed career paths, signed up for school!
Moving along in the animal care industry, I really thought I wanted to work with animals. More specifically, I was interested in dog grooming because the freedom for creativity would be there. After moving into Dan's mom's house, I was around a dog and two cats. Completely being surrounded by these animals has filled a great gap in my being. I truly NEED to be surrounded by animals. At around this time, a position opened at my work for a bather in our grooming department, and I didn't care much to fill that position. I had seen the dirty work that goes into cleaning some of these dogs, and I don't see myself putting up with it. My dog sure, but Other people's dogs not so much. Since I was living with a dog and helping to care for one, my desire to be with dogs in a career dwindled. It isn't a feeling of not wanting to, but merely not needing to. I think maybe I just missed being with animals, and warped that need with the desire to work in the field. Meantime, a friend/co-worker at my other job (brew-pub)was undergoing being licensed as a cosmetologist through a school in Napa. The more she spoke of this program, the more interested I became, the more I could envision myself not only working in the field, but living that lifestyle. Having MY OWN clients. Working on MY TIME. Not only that, but still being allowed to have my own creative input. And having every day be different, not being stuck behind a desk. The more and more I thought about it, the more perfect the vision became. I inquired about the school, and every concern, every possible road block was non-existent. I could afford the school. I could work out class time and time to work. My salary in the field would be in my control, would depend on my own hard work. There were no restrictions with the certificate crossing borders of states I want to live in. Going passed that, I passed the entrance exam and the date of commencement (June 23) gives me plenty of time to prepare for the new rigorous schedule I am committing to (Tues-Sat. 8-2). Every aspect of this is telling me to go for it. And so is my mind... and my heart.
I am very excited about my future, I am feeling so confident about this!
I haven't visited in quite some time, but at least I haven't let a year go by. Reading to previous posts, i can surely say a lot has changed in my life. Originally titled, "Escape Daily" I thought I would be posting everyday. I suppose I was too optimistic on that venture.
Perhaps for now a list is a good way to start the changes in my life.
1. Moved
2. got married.
3. changed career paths
4. signed up for school.
MOVED!
Dan and I moved into his mother's house to help. She was diagnosed with a low grade cancer of Lymphoma. On top of her sickness she needed monetary assistance in keeping up with her mortgage. (What a shock in California!) We felt this would be a good move for us. We want to move out of state within the next year or so, and we need to save money. Our rent would be cheaper. Our money could go towards her mortgage. Also, while going through chemo therapy there would be times she would need to rely on someone, and we wanted to be those people. So, we moved! same town, different house.
Got Married!
Dan and I were already engaged, and were planning on getting married eventually. My losing health insurance sped that notion up, so we wed at city hall with some close friends nearby. We are planning a reception for family and friends in June.
Changed career paths, signed up for school!
Moving along in the animal care industry, I really thought I wanted to work with animals. More specifically, I was interested in dog grooming because the freedom for creativity would be there. After moving into Dan's mom's house, I was around a dog and two cats. Completely being surrounded by these animals has filled a great gap in my being. I truly NEED to be surrounded by animals. At around this time, a position opened at my work for a bather in our grooming department, and I didn't care much to fill that position. I had seen the dirty work that goes into cleaning some of these dogs, and I don't see myself putting up with it. My dog sure, but Other people's dogs not so much. Since I was living with a dog and helping to care for one, my desire to be with dogs in a career dwindled. It isn't a feeling of not wanting to, but merely not needing to. I think maybe I just missed being with animals, and warped that need with the desire to work in the field. Meantime, a friend/co-worker at my other job (brew-pub)was undergoing being licensed as a cosmetologist through a school in Napa. The more she spoke of this program, the more interested I became, the more I could envision myself not only working in the field, but living that lifestyle. Having MY OWN clients. Working on MY TIME. Not only that, but still being allowed to have my own creative input. And having every day be different, not being stuck behind a desk. The more and more I thought about it, the more perfect the vision became. I inquired about the school, and every concern, every possible road block was non-existent. I could afford the school. I could work out class time and time to work. My salary in the field would be in my control, would depend on my own hard work. There were no restrictions with the certificate crossing borders of states I want to live in. Going passed that, I passed the entrance exam and the date of commencement (June 23) gives me plenty of time to prepare for the new rigorous schedule I am committing to (Tues-Sat. 8-2). Every aspect of this is telling me to go for it. And so is my mind... and my heart.
I am very excited about my future, I am feeling so confident about this!
Monday, November 03, 2008
Lonely Roads and Psycho Paths
Lonely Roads and Psycho Paths says, "there are moments when you realize you're a victim of society. Of the public masses. Of their limits and their downfalls. And then there are moments when you see, clearly, it is society that is the victim."
I read this and felt such truth behind the words I had to place it here.
I read this and felt such truth behind the words I had to place it here.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Are you for real?
My new job is pretty cool. I've always wanted to work with animals, and I'm now at a place where I am surrounded by dogs all day, and it's fantastic. Although I fulfill the "customer service" end of it, I feel OK about it because I know that this time it is leading me somewhere where I WANT to be, in a career with animals.
While I LOVE this new job, I must regurgitate the scene I witnessed today revolving in incident in grooming.
We had an owner come in to pick up his dog from a grooming appointment today, and his reaction was the epidamy of what I don't understand in people.
what I loathe in people...
...and notably a great example as to why those who work in customer service should be paid millions to do what they do...which is to put up with guys like this.
At the start, he was very wary that we were going to cut his poodle's hair too short. He really wanted to be confident in the outcome we would provide.
Well, it turns out the damn dogs hair was SO matted, the groomer couldn't cut the hair to the desired length! Brushing through this tangled pooch was causing him pain, so she had to simply cut under the mats. The groomer spent a lot of time, trying to accommodate this guest's needs, but had to cut shorter then what was requested. She knew the owner would not be happy, so she did her best with the situation dealt to her, and actually saved the mats from the dog's coat to prove the difficulty which was lai out before her.
Upon pick-up, the owner was very upset. He kept shaking his head, saying "shes not happy", "shes not happy", talking about his bouncy, carefree poodle prancing around the front lobby. Pressing his hands against his bald scalp, the expression on his face was pure frustration. You could tell he was giving it his all to not yell and give us a "what for". While we we're trying to explain the problem, his only reply was, "the more you sit here and talk to me the more mad I'm gonna get, so just give me my receipt so I can go."
At one point he was so upset he put his head down on the counter.
Nicole, my supervisor, was frantically trying to get his receipt to print, but of course the computer chose that moment to freeze.
At that point the groomer comes out of the back and starts yapping about how she did what she could, showing the dog's mats in her hands. The guy just wanted to get the hell out of the place, and shes going on about how he needs to brush his dog if he wants proper cuts!
"forget the receipt, I dont want it."
and off he went, out the door, never to return.
Off to crazy "baldy doggy land"...
I didnt understand.
I asked Nicole, "Why is he so upset? Isnt his dog's hair gonna be the length he wants it to be in two weeks?"
She told me that yes, it would, but he wanted it the desired length now, not intwo weeks, and that some people are weird about their dogs. She confirmed my lack of understanding...
"I know, I know Emilie. People are so self absorbed, its always about what they want and the circumstances are irrelevant. Emilie, I know there are more important things in this world then the length of your dog's hair, but people like him are mixed up."
So she knows this, and I know this, but WTF????
how is it that we can see these things, these attitudes, and pretend that our society is great and that our shit don't stink???
People are starving, dying, diseased, homeless, whatever, and you're upset cause your dogs hair is the wrong length???? In some societies, they would take your dog and eat it to live another day, so whats wrong with you? Are you taking the worlds frustrations out on the outcome of your dog's groom?
whats wrong with people?????
Dan and I are both at the end of our ropes to make ends meet, and yet we keep going everyday. Sometimes we lay in bed and say to each other, "I wish I could just lay here with you all day and forget all the responsibilities and all of the everyday strife". We don't even have a day off together, ever.
But do we complain about it?
No, we deal with it, we live, we survive.
So why can't this man deal with his dog's stupid haircut?
How have people become so weak?
Life is so hard for so many, and if the only thing you have to complain about is your dogs haircut then don't even bother venting to me about it.
Whats wrong with this place?
I feel like Im in a circus.
When I see this kind of thing on reality TV I still figure it to be falsehood, some misrepresentation of life. A twisted novel where what's principal to surviving is unimportant, and the trivial, unsubstantial things are the basis of my existence. I am constantly waiting to wake up.
While I LOVE this new job, I must regurgitate the scene I witnessed today revolving in incident in grooming.
We had an owner come in to pick up his dog from a grooming appointment today, and his reaction was the epidamy of what I don't understand in people.
what I loathe in people...
...and notably a great example as to why those who work in customer service should be paid millions to do what they do...which is to put up with guys like this.
At the start, he was very wary that we were going to cut his poodle's hair too short. He really wanted to be confident in the outcome we would provide.
Well, it turns out the damn dogs hair was SO matted, the groomer couldn't cut the hair to the desired length! Brushing through this tangled pooch was causing him pain, so she had to simply cut under the mats. The groomer spent a lot of time, trying to accommodate this guest's needs, but had to cut shorter then what was requested. She knew the owner would not be happy, so she did her best with the situation dealt to her, and actually saved the mats from the dog's coat to prove the difficulty which was lai out before her.
Upon pick-up, the owner was very upset. He kept shaking his head, saying "shes not happy", "shes not happy", talking about his bouncy, carefree poodle prancing around the front lobby. Pressing his hands against his bald scalp, the expression on his face was pure frustration. You could tell he was giving it his all to not yell and give us a "what for". While we we're trying to explain the problem, his only reply was, "the more you sit here and talk to me the more mad I'm gonna get, so just give me my receipt so I can go."
At one point he was so upset he put his head down on the counter.
Nicole, my supervisor, was frantically trying to get his receipt to print, but of course the computer chose that moment to freeze.
At that point the groomer comes out of the back and starts yapping about how she did what she could, showing the dog's mats in her hands. The guy just wanted to get the hell out of the place, and shes going on about how he needs to brush his dog if he wants proper cuts!
"forget the receipt, I dont want it."
and off he went, out the door, never to return.
Off to crazy "baldy doggy land"...
I didnt understand.
I asked Nicole, "Why is he so upset? Isnt his dog's hair gonna be the length he wants it to be in two weeks?"
She told me that yes, it would, but he wanted it the desired length now, not intwo weeks, and that some people are weird about their dogs. She confirmed my lack of understanding...
"I know, I know Emilie. People are so self absorbed, its always about what they want and the circumstances are irrelevant. Emilie, I know there are more important things in this world then the length of your dog's hair, but people like him are mixed up."
So she knows this, and I know this, but WTF????
how is it that we can see these things, these attitudes, and pretend that our society is great and that our shit don't stink???
People are starving, dying, diseased, homeless, whatever, and you're upset cause your dogs hair is the wrong length???? In some societies, they would take your dog and eat it to live another day, so whats wrong with you? Are you taking the worlds frustrations out on the outcome of your dog's groom?
whats wrong with people?????
Dan and I are both at the end of our ropes to make ends meet, and yet we keep going everyday. Sometimes we lay in bed and say to each other, "I wish I could just lay here with you all day and forget all the responsibilities and all of the everyday strife". We don't even have a day off together, ever.
But do we complain about it?
No, we deal with it, we live, we survive.
So why can't this man deal with his dog's stupid haircut?
How have people become so weak?
Life is so hard for so many, and if the only thing you have to complain about is your dogs haircut then don't even bother venting to me about it.
Whats wrong with this place?
I feel like Im in a circus.
When I see this kind of thing on reality TV I still figure it to be falsehood, some misrepresentation of life. A twisted novel where what's principal to surviving is unimportant, and the trivial, unsubstantial things are the basis of my existence. I am constantly waiting to wake up.
All At Once
....by Jack Johnson.
"All At Once"
All at once,
The world can overwhelm me
There's almost nothin' that you could tell me
That could ease my mind
Which way will you run
When it's always all around you
And the feelin' lost and found you again
A feelin' that we have no control
Around the sun
Some say
There's gonna be the new hell
Some say
It's still too early to tell
Some say
It really ain't no myth at all
Keep askin' ourselves are we really
Strong enough
There's so many things that we got
Too proud of
We're too proud of
We're too proud of
I wanna take the preconceived
Out from underneath your feet
We could shake it off
Instead we'll plant some seeds
We'll watch em' as they grow
And with each new beat
From your heart the roots grow deeper
The branches will they reach for what
Nobody really knows
But underneath it all
Theres this heart all alone
What about is gone
And it really won't be so long
Sometimes it feels like a heart is no place to be singin' from at all
Theres a world we've never seen
Theres still hope between the dreams
The weight of it all
Could blow away with a breeze
If your waiting on the wind
Don't forget to breathe
Cause as the darkness gets deeper
We'll be sinkin as we reach for love
At least somethin we could hold
But I'll reach to you from where time just cant go
What about is gone
And it really wont be so long
Sometimes it feels like a heart is no place to be singin' from at all
"All At Once"
All at once,
The world can overwhelm me
There's almost nothin' that you could tell me
That could ease my mind
Which way will you run
When it's always all around you
And the feelin' lost and found you again
A feelin' that we have no control
Around the sun
Some say
There's gonna be the new hell
Some say
It's still too early to tell
Some say
It really ain't no myth at all
Keep askin' ourselves are we really
Strong enough
There's so many things that we got
Too proud of
We're too proud of
We're too proud of
I wanna take the preconceived
Out from underneath your feet
We could shake it off
Instead we'll plant some seeds
We'll watch em' as they grow
And with each new beat
From your heart the roots grow deeper
The branches will they reach for what
Nobody really knows
But underneath it all
Theres this heart all alone
What about is gone
And it really won't be so long
Sometimes it feels like a heart is no place to be singin' from at all
Theres a world we've never seen
Theres still hope between the dreams
The weight of it all
Could blow away with a breeze
If your waiting on the wind
Don't forget to breathe
Cause as the darkness gets deeper
We'll be sinkin as we reach for love
At least somethin we could hold
But I'll reach to you from where time just cant go
What about is gone
And it really wont be so long
Sometimes it feels like a heart is no place to be singin' from at all
Friday, October 24, 2008
Thursday, October 09, 2008
Are we going BACK to this Title thing?
Back to titles and defining the self. I was pondering on social influences that help to define the self, and started reading up on "social identity" vs. "personal identity".
..."therefore when an individual is interacting with another person, they will not act as a single individual but as a represntative of a whole group or category of people."
for more info on Social Identiy: learn psychology here .
I am starting to wonder if I am straying away from the self and wrapping myself up into my social identities. I recall ocurences with friends and realize perhaps they are as well.
Its important to keep the two seperate.
stating one obvious: "I am a Myspacer".
"I am a blogger."
These are social identities.
Breaking it down further, my personal identity would convey that I am loyal. loving. fun. funny. trustworthy. reliable. sweet. forgiving. forgetful. judgemental. passive. flirtatious :). emotional. impatient. sweet.
My social identities would communicate that I am a server. A blogger. A "Myspacer. A gym-member. Christian. A college graduate. A movie-buff and Netflix member. A swimmer. A Fiance.
Additionally, I feel the necessity to state this evident fact: it seems that the social identities are what produce the titles. Therefore, if someone asks who you are, don't ramble on with your social entitlements, unless you plan on representing that whole group of people. And THAT is where the responsibilities lie. So, going back to my initial thought on people (and myself) not being able to commit to "a title", the fact is that we're not able or not wanting to commit to certain social groups. If you don't want to represent the married population, then that's why you don't get married or claim that you don't believe in marriage. If you feel that Christians are a bunch of bible pushing crazies, then you don't title yourself a Christian. And, if you're like me and you judge Democrats as erratic new-age hippies and Republicans as unwavering cheaters and war-mongers, then you obviously don't want to participate in those social groups either.
However, as much as we love love love to latch onto those initial judgments and tactfully choose our social memberships it's important to leave room for "Exceptions" and remember that Judgements are only the partial truth.
PS when the sense of personal identity is almost exhausted by the social identity it is considered a personality disorder, yikes!
..."therefore when an individual is interacting with another person, they will not act as a single individual but as a represntative of a whole group or category of people."
for more info on Social Identiy: learn psychology here .
I am starting to wonder if I am straying away from the self and wrapping myself up into my social identities. I recall ocurences with friends and realize perhaps they are as well.
Its important to keep the two seperate.
stating one obvious: "I am a Myspacer".
"I am a blogger."
These are social identities.
Breaking it down further, my personal identity would convey that I am loyal. loving. fun. funny. trustworthy. reliable. sweet. forgiving. forgetful. judgemental. passive. flirtatious :). emotional. impatient. sweet.
My social identities would communicate that I am a server. A blogger. A "Myspacer. A gym-member. Christian. A college graduate. A movie-buff and Netflix member. A swimmer. A Fiance.
Additionally, I feel the necessity to state this evident fact: it seems that the social identities are what produce the titles. Therefore, if someone asks who you are, don't ramble on with your social entitlements, unless you plan on representing that whole group of people. And THAT is where the responsibilities lie. So, going back to my initial thought on people (and myself) not being able to commit to "a title", the fact is that we're not able or not wanting to commit to certain social groups. If you don't want to represent the married population, then that's why you don't get married or claim that you don't believe in marriage. If you feel that Christians are a bunch of bible pushing crazies, then you don't title yourself a Christian. And, if you're like me and you judge Democrats as erratic new-age hippies and Republicans as unwavering cheaters and war-mongers, then you obviously don't want to participate in those social groups either.
However, as much as we love love love to latch onto those initial judgments and tactfully choose our social memberships it's important to leave room for "Exceptions" and remember that Judgements are only the partial truth.
PS when the sense of personal identity is almost exhausted by the social identity it is considered a personality disorder, yikes!
Do I know you, Cali?
The pictures are the beginnings of turtlesriot resurrection. I began turtlesriot senior year in high school and then nothing came of it. Since I'm delving back into art right now, I'm really excited about bringing these guys back :).I was trying to explain my desire to move out of state to someone today. They were hammering me with why, why, why??? "Do you really think these issues will be better in another state?
I found myself being very confused in trying to explain my thoughts, in how they've cultivating these past couple of years. I was trying to communicate my issue with my relationships to Californians (or people)?, to explain the gap of Gen Me and ... ME! Which made me wonder the demographics of this "impersonable generation" I continually thrive to understand and place myself in. Is it, in fact, a Gen thing... or a California thing? I'd really like to move out of state and see if people are severely, moderately, or not at all different.
I was also thinking about what truely defines a person, and if I'm continually looking for something in people that isnt really there. Why do I feel like something is missing? Is something missing?
...Is it me? What if I'm the impersonable one, the closed off one, looking to place blame for this "dysfunction" in my relationships?
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Do I hold responsibility for the title of this?
Thats me with Lola at the beach in Pt. Reyes earlier this summer.
There are a few things that bear mentioning. I've really been mulling over this "self entitlement" issue, the lack there of. And I feel like such a hypocrite! Here I am, down-talking my peers for not taking responsibility in being a part of something important, something that takes obligation, fault... some kind of liability. And yet, I can't even title MYSELF as democratic or republican, and I dont like to be associated as either. So for that, am I just like the next generation ME-er that I loathe? I don't want to be so detached. I dont want to be indifferent, with little to no passion. When it comes to so many issues named below I hold no true passion to any side of any argument, because I realize the middle grounds.
So all day I've been pondering about this whole inhibition of titles. And I'm trying to create a way to differentiate politics from the rest of the "titles" cluster. Being a mother, being a Christian or Hindu or Buddhist or Jew, being a hippy, being married or divorced, they're all just titles. Things. So what am I so hung up on? What is it that's bothering me so much??? Theres something, and I cant pin point the issue. I so badly want to. There is something going on where people my age don't have the discipline to stick to something, to stay on one path, to b committed to someone in both the physical world and the spiritual world. But I'm not sure that has anything to do with entitlement, and I am confusing the two. Being religious or spiritual has nothing to do with titles. Neither does love or being a parent. And in the end how important are titles? Well, thats silly they define us. I'm a server. I'm a fiance. A writer. I'm a best friend. A daughter. A "conservative democrat"? These titles come in handy in individualizing myself...and at the same time I hold a certain amount of responsibility to each.
There are a few things that bear mentioning. I've really been mulling over this "self entitlement" issue, the lack there of. And I feel like such a hypocrite! Here I am, down-talking my peers for not taking responsibility in being a part of something important, something that takes obligation, fault... some kind of liability. And yet, I can't even title MYSELF as democratic or republican, and I dont like to be associated as either. So for that, am I just like the next generation ME-er that I loathe? I don't want to be so detached. I dont want to be indifferent, with little to no passion. When it comes to so many issues named below I hold no true passion to any side of any argument, because I realize the middle grounds. So all day I've been pondering about this whole inhibition of titles. And I'm trying to create a way to differentiate politics from the rest of the "titles" cluster. Being a mother, being a Christian or Hindu or Buddhist or Jew, being a hippy, being married or divorced, they're all just titles. Things. So what am I so hung up on? What is it that's bothering me so much??? Theres something, and I cant pin point the issue. I so badly want to. There is something going on where people my age don't have the discipline to stick to something, to stay on one path, to b committed to someone in both the physical world and the spiritual world. But I'm not sure that has anything to do with entitlement, and I am confusing the two. Being religious or spiritual has nothing to do with titles. Neither does love or being a parent. And in the end how important are titles? Well, thats silly they define us. I'm a server. I'm a fiance. A writer. I'm a best friend. A daughter. A "conservative democrat"? These titles come in handy in individualizing myself...and at the same time I hold a certain amount of responsibility to each.
Why Title an entry when we cant title ourselves!!?? (Cont'd)
I really like to take pics of flowers.
One of my best friends last night divulged their first impression on the last blog to me yesterday. (you know who you are, you're the only one who reads this stupid thing!)
My biggest fan...
And so now, it's 8:30 the next morning and I'm still feeling your comments like a bad hangover.
As much as I know you're rolling your eyes right now and sighing an "Oh My god!", I have to, I MUST post some clarification.
In case anyone else is reading this, which I highly doubt, I will communicate this comment, which was, "Wow, Emilie, what a nice little Republican you're turning into" (With, of course, some sarcastic air to it).
The thing is, my biggest fan, I've never, in all my life, been considered a republican by my peers, parents, or self.
And I can't help but see what you mean, that as I grow, I've definitely grown to become more and more CONSERVATIVE. Not republican. Matter of factly, I don't even like to be tagged as a Democrat. To me, they're both insulting. I'm sorry. I can't stand either of their views because everything changes when one adds a little thing called "circumstance".
Let me delve into that some.
I can't say that I'm pro-abortion because I've personally seen women use it a form of birth control. I've personally seen women not use birth control of any kind because they knew they could deal with the consequences later. However, I have never known someone to be raped, and so it must be less common, but I don't even want to know what it would be like to be raped and to have to keep that child for nine months inside of me. To look down at my stomach and recall how gravely assaulted I was.
So I feel that the CHOICE should definitely be there.
I don't know how I feel about the Death Penalty, I mean, who has given US the right to decide who should live and should die? How do we know the condemned are truly guilty?
But then again, if anyone, ANYONE, murdered my fiance or assaulted my children (when i have some), I could personally kill them with my own bare hands.
I could keep going on and on with topics like war in the Middle East, Age of consent, security vs. liberty, marriage rights for the gays, etc, etc, etc...
But I feel I need no more explanation.
To my friend, this last blog (to make it short) came off as that I'm a person pushing for family rights, marriage, and religion.
This is true, for the most part.
However, I am not person who pushes religion upon others, and I firmly want to set that straight.
I am still finding MY own spiritual self, and I believe a person can only do this themselves, on their own time. I just feel like everyone should at least acknowledge the possibility that their is more to this physical world. That there is something undeniably special about our being. I mean, we only use 10% of our brains, and can't even come close to imagining our other endless possibilities!
We've never even been to the bottom of the ocean.
We've never been outside of our own Galaxy!
There has got to be something, someone (I'm not saying it has got to be the one christian G-O-D that everyone fears hearing about or feels attacked upon mentioning), but some kind of higher power interfering somewhere in our daily lives, and i wonder if anyone else out there takes the time to look for that special something in between their everyday judgments and attitudes.
For example, if people practiced Karma the way they say they believe in it, America would be a much more different place. If the people that claimed "I hate Drama" truly meant it, they would be drama free. So claim what you mean and live by it. And while these people make such judgments every day, they should look for the guidance that they have in front of them, look for the signs all around them, (which have to come from somewhere!), to live by those attitudes which they so eagerly portray to others.
If all of this didn't come across the right way before, I hope it does now. And I hope it changes the initial reaction. I really don't handle critique very well, but at least it pushed me to clarify, so thanks. The thing about writing that's most difficult is how to decipher my thoughts down so that they come out with that same initial message. And I want to try to get as close to that as possible. You have given me the insight to try to do this better, to illuminate my message. Thank you.
...And I don't think this is a "republican" way of thinking. In fact, I don't think this has anything to do with being republican...which I am not. :)
One of my best friends last night divulged their first impression on the last blog to me yesterday. (you know who you are, you're the only one who reads this stupid thing!)My biggest fan...
And so now, it's 8:30 the next morning and I'm still feeling your comments like a bad hangover.
As much as I know you're rolling your eyes right now and sighing an "Oh My god!", I have to, I MUST post some clarification.
In case anyone else is reading this, which I highly doubt, I will communicate this comment, which was, "Wow, Emilie, what a nice little Republican you're turning into" (With, of course, some sarcastic air to it).
The thing is, my biggest fan, I've never, in all my life, been considered a republican by my peers, parents, or self.
And I can't help but see what you mean, that as I grow, I've definitely grown to become more and more CONSERVATIVE. Not republican. Matter of factly, I don't even like to be tagged as a Democrat. To me, they're both insulting. I'm sorry. I can't stand either of their views because everything changes when one adds a little thing called "circumstance".
Let me delve into that some.
I can't say that I'm pro-abortion because I've personally seen women use it a form of birth control. I've personally seen women not use birth control of any kind because they knew they could deal with the consequences later. However, I have never known someone to be raped, and so it must be less common, but I don't even want to know what it would be like to be raped and to have to keep that child for nine months inside of me. To look down at my stomach and recall how gravely assaulted I was.
So I feel that the CHOICE should definitely be there.
I don't know how I feel about the Death Penalty, I mean, who has given US the right to decide who should live and should die? How do we know the condemned are truly guilty?
But then again, if anyone, ANYONE, murdered my fiance or assaulted my children (when i have some), I could personally kill them with my own bare hands.
I could keep going on and on with topics like war in the Middle East, Age of consent, security vs. liberty, marriage rights for the gays, etc, etc, etc...
But I feel I need no more explanation.
To my friend, this last blog (to make it short) came off as that I'm a person pushing for family rights, marriage, and religion.
This is true, for the most part.
However, I am not person who pushes religion upon others, and I firmly want to set that straight.
I am still finding MY own spiritual self, and I believe a person can only do this themselves, on their own time. I just feel like everyone should at least acknowledge the possibility that their is more to this physical world. That there is something undeniably special about our being. I mean, we only use 10% of our brains, and can't even come close to imagining our other endless possibilities!
We've never even been to the bottom of the ocean.
We've never been outside of our own Galaxy!
There has got to be something, someone (I'm not saying it has got to be the one christian G-O-D that everyone fears hearing about or feels attacked upon mentioning), but some kind of higher power interfering somewhere in our daily lives, and i wonder if anyone else out there takes the time to look for that special something in between their everyday judgments and attitudes.
For example, if people practiced Karma the way they say they believe in it, America would be a much more different place. If the people that claimed "I hate Drama" truly meant it, they would be drama free. So claim what you mean and live by it. And while these people make such judgments every day, they should look for the guidance that they have in front of them, look for the signs all around them, (which have to come from somewhere!), to live by those attitudes which they so eagerly portray to others.
If all of this didn't come across the right way before, I hope it does now. And I hope it changes the initial reaction. I really don't handle critique very well, but at least it pushed me to clarify, so thanks. The thing about writing that's most difficult is how to decipher my thoughts down so that they come out with that same initial message. And I want to try to get as close to that as possible. You have given me the insight to try to do this better, to illuminate my message. Thank you.
...And I don't think this is a "republican" way of thinking. In fact, I don't think this has anything to do with being republican...which I am not. :)
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