Parts of a Whole

It's the little things that count

It's the little things that count

We are all parts of a whole.  Like building blocks, one individual block is important but put together a lot of blocks can make amazing things.

Life is like that.  How many of us go through this existence feeling alone, separated from others, cut off and dispassionate?  We live in a world now where it’s possible to never stray outside.  We can order all our necessities online, have them delivered, do research with a click of a mouse, get an education, download music, connect with others on social networks, and self-diagnose our medical problems.  In one way this is very convenient, safe, practical, and for some, the only way to function.  We become mere bytes on a computer, ID numbers on an order form, and quirky handles on Twitter.

Yet how does that ultimately serve our true essence?  We are more than just ourselves as individual consumers, patients, researchers, students, or contributors to Facebook.  In fact, one could say that perhaps with the advent of social networking, even those of us least inclined to venture outside and deal with others ultimately end up doing so anyway whenever we update our status or upload a photo or video. 

Deep down, the human psyche needs to connect; to be more than an individual block, but rather a part of something.  Look at all the organizations out there, from charities, school alumnus groups, sports teams, political committees, and clubs as varied as the NRA and PETA.  Each of us, it seems, finds some way to connect; to make more of ourselves than a single imprint on society. 

As Alfred Tennyson, Poet Laureate for the UK once said, “I am a part of all that I have met,”  so too are we a conglomeration of all our connections in life.  We are parts of a whole;  individual, beautiful parts, powerful by ourselves, yet unconquerable in our collective soul.

The Shadow Effect

We all have one

We all have one

 

http://tinyurl.com/shadowefect

 

This is one of the most amazing videos I have ever seen. We’ve all got one, like it or not, and hiding from our shadows only hurts us. Facing it is an act of bravery and transcendence. Join Debbie Ford as she traces the origins and meanings of the shadow effect.

 

To purchase the DVD
The Shadow Effect Movie DVD

To buy the online version:
Watch The Shadow Effect Online

Twitter:  http://twitter.com/debbie_ford

Featuring as guests in The Shadow Effect
Deepak Chopra
Website:  http://deepakchopra.com/
Twitter:  http://twitter.com/deepakchopra

Marianne Williamson
Website: http://www.marianne.com/
Twitter:  http://twitter.com/marwilliamson

James Van Praagh

Website:  http://www.vanpraagh.com/
Twitter:  http://twitter.com/JamesVanPraagh

Mark Victor Hansen

Website: http://www.markvictorhansen.com

Published in: on 2009/07/20 at 12:09 am  Comments (1)  
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Thrift Store Kitty

 

 

Here kitty kitty

Here kitty kitty

There’s a funny story about a woman who apparently got more than she bargained for when she went thrifting the other day. Apparently Ms Mendenhall bought a used couch for $27 at Value Village near her home.
Then the noises started. She looked all over to no avail until her boyfriend felt something underneath him as he sat on the couch. Moving it, he was astonished to find a ravenous kitty cat who had evidently found a hole in the back and stowed away.

Long story short, after bringing the kitty to her animal shelter and contacting the news outlets, the owner was reunited with his cat, having lost all hope of finding her after he had donated his old couch.

It seems the hidden benefits of thrifting sometimes go undetected until much later.

 

 

You Can’t Take It With You

 

Is my old crockpot in here?

Is my old crockpot in here?

The transiency of life cannot be better expressed than when one visits a secondhand store or garage sale. Items that may have been vitally important to the current owner now lay scattered amongst other bric a brac of a life’s journey, some more curious than others. The nondescript Bundt cake pan, once used for many a family party, now sits next to a knitted potholder, a long-ago gift from an ancient relative now long past. Both have outlived their usefulness to the seller and await new hands to breathe life into them once more. Baby buggies that once carted little ones to the park in days gone by now hold slightly ragged, overly loved stuffed animals; their purposes outgrown and their appeal long gone.

Such is life. When we finally leave this Earth, it is starkly true; you can’t take it with you. We return to dust without all the stuff that up to now has defined us and we meet our maker (or whatever destination) with only our essence intact.

Published in: on 2009/04/30 at 3:23 pm  Comments (4)  
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Where’s My Bailout?

 

Is a rat family living in here?

Is a rat family living in here?

 

I don’t get it. The banks have had their bailout dollars, the auto companies are petitioning for money, the real estate industry has its hand out, even Larry Flynt wants some of Uncle Sam’s dough. I, like many of my friends, all hardworking individuals who have paid their bills on time, kept up with mounting interest rates and the continual threat of layoff, simply wonder when the money will flow to us.

Specifically, I need a new couch! My nine-year-old loveseat, a formerly fabulous green leather setee, now sags lower than an overloaded station wagon on bad leafsprings, its foam innards peeking through popped seams resembling some sort of B-movie monster with bad teeth. Sitting on it has become more of an adventure than a relaxing event; you’re never sure if the springs will bite you in areas best left untouched, and the holes threaten to devour every last dime from your pocket.

So here’s my pitch to Congress: Bail out all those big fancy guys but if you’ve got a couple hundred to spare, could you send it my way so I can finally retire old Bessie?

I’d freecycle the darn thing but I’m afraid a small rat family will take up residence before the guy-who-promised-he’d-show-up-yesterday-for-sure-this-time turns up, if at all.

 

Published in: on 2009/04/30 at 3:17 pm  Comments (2)  
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