the full moon has morphed
into a full day of sunshine..
crispy cool..perfect walking weather!
nancy g. and i head out
for our peace walk together..
it will be a 7+ miler today..
we have alot in common, nancy and i..
we both have an aunt myrtle!
our dads worked in chicago..
we spent the 60's in california
enjoying the scene!
nancy has her original,
war is not healthy
for children
and other living things
necklace!
(i have the original sticker)
and much, much more!
we dropped off the car last night
by the light of the mooooooon..
on the edge of old oly hiway..
it is truly amazing how fast the miles go
when there is vibrant conversation..
we had a sweet at the blue heron bakery
and ended up at ray's house..7 miles+
he and erin g. were just having lunch.
nancy and i admired the hendrix - marley
motifs..offered a few peace is healthy clings..
(when ray saw nancy's necklace he said:
"it's backwards!")
got a round of hugs and kisses..
then drove to mccleary..
where we were hoping for lunch.
we passed on rounder's..
drove into elma to enjoy
a meal at the rusty tractor..
garden burgers, folks!
lunch was a gift from fred, nancy's husband..
(did you know about that?)
she slipped me a 10 spot for tomorrow's feast!
nancy and fred offered a magnet
for the next host house..
"whatever you can do,
or dream you can do,
you can.
boldness has a genius,
magic and power to it."
goethe
did i mention how
fantabulo-so library's are?
elma library..
where a new nancy seats me
in a comfy chair to update the blog!
i am heading to kingsley and connie's house..
it is a theatre!
the elma theatre..
http://www.elmatheater.org
when i called to let them know
'tonight was the night'
kingsley said connie bought new sheets for my visit!
it's happening everywhere..
all the birds, be they raven or crow..
kingfisher or wren..
have their beaks full of new sheets!
"home is the place where,
when you have to go there,
they have to take you in."
robert frost
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yes I remember the Sabika Cafe, (back a bit in the blog) My first art dealer/agent, John Crew, worked at the Sabika and put my artwork up in the Cafe for several years, selling many.
"Choices"
> John is the kind of guy you love to hate. He is
> always in a good mood and
> always has something positive to say. When
> someone would ask him how he was
> doing, he would reply, "If I were any better, I
> would be twins!"
>
> He was a natural motivator.
>
> If an employee was having a bad day, John was
> there telling the employee how
> to look on the positive side of the situation.
> Seeing this style really made me curious, so
> one day I went up and asked
> him, "I don't get it!
> You can't be a positive person all of the time.
> How do you do it?"
> He replied, "Each morning I wake up and say to
> myself, you have two choices
> today. You can choose to be in a good mood or
> ... you can choose to be in a
> bad mood
> I choose to be in a good mood."
> Each time something bad happens, I can choose
> to be a victim or...I can
> choose to learn from it. I choose to learn from
> it.
> Every time someone comes to me complaining, I
> can choose to accept their
> complaining or... I can point out the positive
> side of life. I choose the
> positive side of life.
> "Yeah, right, it's not that easy," I protested.
> "Yes, i t is," he said. "Life is all about
> choices. When you cut away all the
> junk, every situation is a choice. You choose
> how you react to situations.
> You choose how people affect your mood.
> You choose to be in a good mood or bad mood.
> The bottom line: It's your
> choice how you live your life."
> I reflected on what he said. Soon hereafter, I
> left the Tower Industry to
> start my own business. We lost touch, but I
> often thought about him when I made
> a choice about life instead of reacting to it.
> Several years later, I heard that he was
> involved in a serious accident,
> falling some 60 feet from a communications tower.
> After 18 hours of surgery and weeks of
> intensive care, he was released from
> the hospital with rods placed in his back.
> I saw him about six months after the accident.
> When I asked him how he was, he replied, "If I
> were any better, I'd be
> twins..Wanna see my scars?"
> I declined to see his wounds, but I did ask him
> what had gone through his
> mind as the accident took place.
> "The first thing that went through my mind was
> the well-being of my
> soon-to-be born daughter," he replied. "Then,
> as I lay on the ground, I remembered
> that I had two choices: I could choose to live
> or...I could choose to die. I
> chose to live."
> "Weren't you scared? Did you lose
> consciousness?" I asked
> He continued, "..the paramedics were great.
> They kept telling me I was going to be fine.
> But when they wheeled me into
> the ER and I saw the expressions on the faces
> of the doctors and nurses, I got
> really scared. In their eyes, I read 'he's a
> dead man'. I knew I needed to
> take action."
> "What did you do?" I asked.
> "Well, there was a big burly nurse shouting
> questions at me," said John.
> "She asked if I was allergic to anything 'Yes,
> I replied.' The doctors and
> nurses stopped working as they waited for my
> reply. I took a deep breath and
> yelled, 'Gravity'."
> Over their laughter, I told them, "I am
> choosing to live. Operate on me as
> if I am alive, not dead."
> He lived, thanks to the skill of his doctors,
> but also because of his
> amazing attitude... I learned from him that
> every day we have the choice to live
> fully.
> Attitude, after all, is everything.
> Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for
> tomorrow will worry about itself.
> Each day has enough trouble of its own."
> After all today is the tomorrow you worried
> about yesterday.
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