Enlightenment is Awesome - Who? Me?

I believe we are all connected.

I believe we all, to quote Heinlein, “art God.”

I believe we each create our own Heaven.  Thus, when someone believes someone else did not make it into “their” Heaven, they are really condemning a part of themselves to disconnection.

Let’s take it one step further.  What if it’s more than “we are all connected”?

What if it is actually “We are all one”?

We are all one.

We are one.

I am one.

Therefore, I am alone.

Each and every one of you is… not a figment of my imagination, but a part of myself.  An image created upon the screen of my mind to fully explore all the infinite possibilities of being.  I am every flower petal, every breath upon the wind, every tear of acid rain.  I am every baby being born, every child crying, every boy running, every girl twirling.  I am every youth and adult and elder in every community.  I am starving and bloated and pleasantly full.  I am a drug user and a purist, a cannibal and a person on a very well balanced diet.  If I can think it, somewhere out there, I am it.

Why are there now so many people the world can barely hold us?  Because every moment, as my consciousness expands, more possibilities come into play.  I am able to conceive of more realities.  There are more “ifs” and there need to be more players.

Why is the world itself becoming more connected through technology?  Because it’s time, now, to open my world to all my selves, to feel everything felt, to think everything, to experience everything!  It’s the ultimate in living vicariously.

Think about it, if you dare.  There are many people you know who are out of sight.  Friends in other countries; family in other cities; parents in other buildings; loved ones in other rooms.  Do they really exist?  Are they really there?  You can email them, sure.  But the mind loves electricity.  The brain IS electricity.  Sending an email to yourself, that’s easy.

Oh wait.  Sorry.  If my hypothesis is fact, then you/I am already thinking about connectedness and there is no need to dare myself/ you to do so.  (Does my brain hurt yet?)

I am the thief and the victim.  I am the mother and the child.  I am the past and the future.

I am.

Give me backspace or give me... backspace

Well.  I have recently discovered I am set in my ways.  So very set in my ways.  I have tried to change; I have explored different options.  But, I admit it.  I am, well, I'm a pc'er.

And even as I write this I realize I haven't looked at any "new" pc laptop keyboards.  What if they  have eliminated the backspace button also?  Eeep!

You see, in my old fashioned keyboards, to erase a character (or multiple characters) before the cursor, one pressed the backspace button.  It was an arrow, pointing to the left.  In the apple laptop and the mobile keyboard devices I have, this is now the delete button.  It does still erase characters before the cursor (to the left.)

However, on my old fashioned and very much missed pc laptop keyboard, the del button, in a word processing program, would erase characters BEHIND the cursor.  One could change the beginning of a sentence from the beginning of a sentence, or remove that pesky extra space after the period.  One could just hit del if one decided rejoin the next sentence to the current paragraph (very handy, the way I do my editing.).  And, if one clicked on the left of the letter being changed instead of the right, one could still change the word.

One didn't have to get all fiddly with exact placement of the blue arrow so one could correct one letter in a word on a really small screen!

So.  To sum up.  I like my word processing program (WordPerfect).  I'm going to find a way to return to it.  I like my data base (Access).  I'm going to find a way to return to it.  And I love my backspace/ del buttons.  So, bye bye all you minimalistic keyboards.  Hello pc laptop.

It's true.  You don't know what you're missing until you've sprained your finger hitting a button that is no longer there.

Dear UnicAllen blog. I am testing sending blog posts from my mobile device. Tee hee hee hee hee!

Be interesting to see how this formats.

-L

Word Search.

You know that moment in the creative process when the first set of pieces fall into place (literally, if you believe all those little ideas are physical manifestations of energy)?  It's like the glorious patterned fall of dominoes, with full whooshing sounds.  It's like choirs singing, in harmony and on key.  It's like being with the trapeze artist as he flies through the air - past being astounded by his abilities, you simply move with him.  It is a curtain opening, a light shining, a jump taken.  On one hand one thinks "Oh my!  That's so awesome! Did I think that? Can I do that?" and on the other hand one thinks "Oh yeah.  I am awesome!"

I want a word for that moment.

-Lila

What do Reunionites need to know about me now?

backstory: I travelled with Up With People from the summer of 1988 thru the summer of 1989.  This year (2013) we celebrated our 25th reunion - though if you think about it, it's really 25 years since we first met, not since we last travelled all together.  Regardless... We are considered Cast D, 1988.  So.  25 years.  Eep.  Needing to put SOMETHING out there, so I wouldn't actually have to try & verbally express the montage that is myself (wry grin), I wrote this.

My hair is cut short.  My boobs are stretched long.

I cry whenever I sing That song

or read that book. Or stand up wrong.

That’s how my feelings air.

I give The Look to the mirror each morning -- 

the one that mothers use as a warning?

‘Cause if it’s not noon, I would rather be snoring

no matter what my mean boss wants.

My humor is highbrow and sometimes sarcastic.

My temper is brittle, my mood swings are spastic.

My sense of adventure is kind of elastic

and retracts in the middle of jaunts.

I’ll believe anything anyone tells me, as long as they think it’s true.

And in the end, be it fun or responsible, I do what I want to do.

I expect miracles.  I hug the foliage.  I think of squirrels as my crew.

I know the endlessness of possibilities; I talk to butterflies too.

A daughter, a sister, a wife, an aunt, 

I live a unique point of view with flair.

I read and I write and I add and subtract.

I’ll tell my opinion, sometimes without tact.

Some days I am wise; sometimes I feel cracked.

So all that has changed, as a matter of fact,

in the twenty five years since my suitcase unpacked

is the length of my breasts and my hair.

And yes, I did get comments on my breasts.

And my hair. - L

Soapbox of Perception - Why me?

“Why me?”

It’s an excellent question.

What unique skills, talents, perception do you have that makes you the perfect person to solve the riddle, answer the question, do the task, write the book, help the person, lead the group, hold the door, make the choice, stand up and step forward and stand out?

What makes you so special? 

Pretty much every breath you’ve taken and every experience you’ve had.

So go ahead.  Look in the mirror.  Think about your challenges, your adventures, your dreams.  And ask yourself, “Why me?”

I would love to know the answers.

-Lila

Life in Runes - Naihwaz

Life in Runes - Naihwaz

Asking for what you need.

Naihwaz is the rune of need - you will be given the tools you need to accomplish your tasks.

When people think of what we need, we tend to think small, the basics.  Two sticks to rub together, for fire.  A leaf to keep water off.  A blanket that can serve as coat or robe or night covering.  Just the basics.  Enough to survive.

Ladies and gentlemen, in this day and age, two sticks are neither effficient nor helpful.  What we need is a never ending box of light anywhere matches. Or a self fueled propane torch.  Perhaps a flame thrower.  We need the whole tree, not just one leaf.  But since we're talking about shelter, to keep the rain off and the heat out and the snow away, we rwally need a fully furnished house (or apartment or condo or vehicle) in excellent shape.  We need clothes for all occassions.

So, when you're thinking about what it is you need, think what you REALLY need.  Let's do more than make do.  Let's create.  Let's manifest drafting tables and computers, chainsaws and Sharpie pens, the enitre patio set and a dutch oven.  Let's bring in the houses and the vehicles and the clothes and the stone fireplace.  And remember to conjur the companions to share the labor and the joy.

What do you need?  Not just to get by, not just to survive.  but to thrive!

I hope you have a great day.

-Lila