We Need To Talk

Screw Rubies

(photo cred: http://www.stoneandstars.com)

Okay people,
It is time to talk about it.

Especially “Christian” women,
It is time to talk about it.
First things first:
As far as first impressions go, I am as square as they get. I am a stay at home mom, a wife, a virgin when I got married, never done any drugs, grew up in church, and daughter of a minister. I was even a licensed minister myself for a time.
I am a feminist.
Wait what? ^^^ If you got stuck there, we need to talk.
Just because I sound like a plain Jane does not mean I can not be a feminist. I believe that women should be allowed to choose the life they want. All of those things, I chose for myself. They were what I needed and wanted for my life. I believe that the stereotypes between boys and girls are absolutely…

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The Problem with Rearview Mirrors

I heard a speaker* say 2 different things tonight that I cannot shake.

  1. You can only get so far looking at the problem.

    There is so much truth in this statement. Years ago I was playing Donkey Kong Country on Nintendo, and occasionally I would hit a snag that I simply could not figure out. I really wanted to complete the game, but I really wanted to throw it out the window. I got mad and just went to sleep. There in my dreams, the answer would appear to work itself out, a place where I wasn’t stressing out while consciously looking at the problem. My mind looked past the hang up and toward the solution. I know this is a weird example, but seriously, how often do we finally, in frustration, just move onto something else only to have the solution “magically” appear before us? No matter how big or small the problem, staring at/focusing on it is doubtfully going to solve it.

  2. There is only so much information in the rearview mirror.

    This statement really got me because I am a visual thinker. I suddenly imagined driving a car while staring into the rearview mirror. It was terrifying. I saw myself ending up in all kinds of messes, the least of which involved smashing into the cars in front of me. We spend far too much time looking behind us, staring longingly or regrettably into the past. There is not enough information there to successfully drive us into the future. Yes there is some helpful information, when used as a tool to glance into while making the journey, but it is impossible to complete that journey if it is the only tool we use or even the one we use most. We must learn how to revere the past but move on from it, no matter how good or bad it was. The fact is “it was”, and it is not anymore. Look forward to the direction in which you hope to go, and that is where you will end up.

If you did not read the paragraphs, at least read the statements, and let them sink deep into you. Let them apply where they will. I guarantee they will speak deeply to you if you let them. If you did read my commentary, I thank you for spending your time with me. Either way, you are amazing just because you are you, and if everyone else forgets to remind you of that fact, I am here reminding you!

*The speaker is Rod Williams. I do not know if these are his original quotes, but he is the one I heard say them and deserves the credit as such.

Panties, Pockets, Small Talk, & Motivation

Do you have things in your life that annoy you or, at the very least, leave you filled with questions?

Of course you do!

I have a few that come to mind:

  1. Panties. Who is the idiot that designed the cotton liner in women’s panties? The thing is too dang small. Hello, I have a booty, and that causes the cotton liner to not reach as far forward as it should (I could be a lot more descriptive here, but if you don’t know then you probably do not need to unless you are said idiot. And if you do know then I am preaching to the choir). I am not the only one. In fact I would venture to say that more women have this problem than do not; hence, the sale of pantyliners. It really is a bad design panty people! Get your act together, make that little extra piece of cotton do its job by making it just a little longer in the front!!!
  2. Pockets. Ok so here is another idiotic design issue in women’s clothes. What is the point of a fake pocket? It is either a pocket or it is not. Give us real pockets. I am not going to stop buying purses if you put actual pockets in my pants. And do not think you are fooling anyone with those sad little half pockets that aren’t even deep enough for my fingers. WE want real pockets in the front so we can put our hands in them, or our phone, or whatever.
  3. Small/Repetitive Talk. Alright, here is the thing, I have people in my life who ask me the same questions every time I see them. I am not talking about “how are you doing? what have you been up to?” kinds of questions. I mean questions they honestly know the answers to but ask anyway because they have no idea what else to talk about with me. I have spent a lot of time in my life thinking something was wrong with me because of this phenomenon, but I have other people that I see less/more who do not have any problem finding things of value to talk about with me. I am not the most interesting/talented/intelligent person in the world but I have a brain and stuff that rumbles around in it. I can hold a conversation about most things, simply because I love to learn about new things and enjoy discovering where people are coming from with their own thoughts, opinions, and ideas. I do not; however, enjoy small or repetitive talk.
  4. Motivation. I simply do not understand why I get motivated to do a “thing” at midnight or on a day when I am committed to do something else. It does not matter what it is, motivation will strike only at the most inopportune time. It’s ridiculous. I am sure someone will tell me it is because I lack discipline, and they are probably right, to a degree. That still would not fully explain this conundrum. I have had this issue for as long as I can remember, and it has only gotten worse with age. At least now while browsing the internet/Pinterest I run across memes that tell me I am not alone in my plight. Oh that someone could solve this annoying mystery.

There you have it, a peak inside my mind, a small window into the room of things that I question. By the way, it is a mighty big room.

#thisismeisthatyou

Trampoline O’ Success

Sometimes I feel like a trampoline.

Because of who I am, people regularly “leap” from my support straight into their success. I do not think this is a bad thing, per se, but it often leaves me wondering “where is my trampoline o’ success?” or at the very least “where is the credit for catapulting them forward?”. Oh that sounds self-centered, doesn’t it?! So sue me, I am being honest. We all want and need acknowledgment.

I cannot and will not change who I am in the very depths of my being. I simply won’t. I will continue to support, encourage, uplift, challenge, grow and bounce others into who they are meant to be. That is who I am. Period.

In a lot of ways, that is my success, though often a silent one.

I am not complaining, just thinking via keyboard, and I am sorry but my springs sometimes get a little tired and squeaky.

 

The Point:

If you have a trampoline in your life, someone who perhaps has been more instrumental in your successes than you realized, make sure they know how much you appreciate them. There are heights you simply could not have reached without the leverage they have given you, and they need to be reminded of that fact. It will be like oil to their tired, squeaky springs and maybe just maybe will put an even higher bounce in play for your next leap to success.