Good-Bye year of the Rat…Roll in Year of the Ox

As we close another year, reflect on the good times of ’08 and look to tip our scale in 2009 for happier and meaningful changes.  I wish everyone a good start and may all your worries turn out as unnecessary over the course of the year.

 My random idealism for ’09:

Don’t be reckless with people’s heart.

Help mend those feelings that you or I have offended.

Do not wish for quick results, nor look for small advantages.  If you seek quick results, you will never attain ultimate goal.  If you are lead stray by small advantages, you will never accomplish great things.

Do not let self-centeredness get in the way of full potential.

Do not depend on everything and everybody.  Rely on inner voice more often.

Have confident in towards yourself.

Believe in success.

Be independent but do not be afraid of the responsibilities that freedom brings.

Don’t escape your problems by finding short-term satisfaction.

Make time for more meaningful rewards.

Learn how to surf!

Exercise

Too go to far is as bad as to fall too short.

Envy is not a virtue.

When you see me as of worth, think of how you can emulate.  When you see me as unworthy examine your own character.

Learn how to make a good cup of coffee.

Put your children first and spend as much time as possible with them.  A day would come of reversal of role.

Love

Meditate

Pray

Strecht

Finding perfection is a constant motion. 

Seek truth.

Keep inspiring yourself and others.

Let your vision be world embracing.

“Seize thy chance for it will come to thee no more.”

 

Karma and Reincarnation

I’m not supertitious but if karma finally caught up to  OJ Simpson.  Could it be Judge Lance Ito’s dissaperance from the limelight is due to  reincarnation?

Here is a picture of Judge Ito in 1995

the “Pregnant Man”

Superstition?  Coincidental?  Serendipity?  the resemblance is too uncanny to ignore.

The Wonder Bread vs. The Hottie

Seriously, which one would choose? Would you be practical or sensible? Pick one.

 

Choice A: the Wonder Bread or

Victoria Secret model Selita Ebanks?

Notice the likeliness?

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Happy Birthday

     Before my second child was born, I had a vivid dream that the Crepe Myrtles were in full bloom.  The branches wrapped around my house and grew through my window and in my dream pink petals covered my living room.  I woke up thinking our second child was going to be a baby girl instead I was blessed with another boy.

     This Friday my Leif is turning eight.  The palpable memories of scooping this child in my arms seem so distant as he grows.  On school days, I watch Leif hops on the sidewalk and stop short on the corner before he crosses the street sometimes he holds his older brother’s hand.   Long gone the days when he learned to crawl on the kitchen floor, the 9 o’clock shows of Max and Ruby on NickJr., me sneaking out of his sight so I can go somewhere – anywhere for that matter.  Before he turned 2, I’ve had to call poison control twice!  Once, he happily chewed on a watercolor pallet- turning his lips green.  The other incident involved a tincture of wart removal.  There was a third incident but I decided it would be to my benefit to not call poison control for fear of having him or my children taken away from me.  He is fine by the way.  Leif is always full of trickery and slow to anger.  I watch Leif go through his life so easily misunderstood, overlooked and often outshone by an exceptional older brother.  Yet Leif shines on his own.  This summer it was a joy to watch Leif surf again.  After his lips were badly cut from the fins he swore he wouldn’t go on a surfboard again but the family’s passion took over the phobia and now he is back with the rest of the family enjoying the ride. He is my comfort and his promise to push me on a wheel chair when the day would come when I would need more than just a cane is endearing.  In his presence I will never be short of company.  You are a treasure Leif and We love you so.  Enjoy your ice cream (as I would be happy to oblige) you don’t like cake, I know.   Happy Birthday!

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