Category Archives: Reflections on this and that

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Seems like I have all these random thoughts going around in my head, whatever I am doing. I see scenes and hear dialogue in my head as if I am watching a movie. Either I need to write a book or blog more. I don’t know whether anyone will be interested but I may as well add my voice to all the other bloggers out there. Maybe someone is listening. I’m getting along in years -the 3 score and 10 promised + a few more,  so I have a lot of memories. I have been going down memory lane lately. The other day I started thinking about how the teenagers in the fifty’s and sixty’s – when I was  young, wore really red lipstick-I mean, it was red! For a time when christian girls were not supposed to wear very much make-up, it was really red. I think I was about 16, going with my fiance when I first started wearing it. It really looked bright on me, with my

Smiling red haird woman with curlers in her hair.

Smiling red haird woman with curlers in her hair. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

pale complexion. I did tone it down, by blotting it a lot and later wearing more pink as it went better with my skin tone. I wonder if anyone else remembers the red, red, lipstick and the eye lash curlers and the girls setting their hair with curlers (the unlucky ones who didn’t have curly hair) several times a week and then having to sleep on the hard curlers  all night. I hated those things.  A lot of girls got permanents, but my hair wouldn’t  hold a perm – it was too coarse, I was told.  I was envious of my 3 sisters who all had beautiful, easily managed hair. I can’t count the times they tried to fix me up to give me perms and make me beautiful, but they would never last more than 2 or 3 weeks. I think that is why I gave up on my hair early in life and didn’t spend very much time on it, feeling it wasn’t worth the effort and there were more important things to spend my time on.  I still don’t spend very much time on it.  Another thing  I always thought it was unfair when a boy had curly hair which they didn’t need and some of us girls had to work so hard  to get ours to curl. It is so different now, with all the makeup and beauty treatments they have now.  No excuse for any girl not to be beautiful. And there is so much competition just as there was in my day. I’m really glad those days are over.

Remembering Bright Red Lipstick…and hair curlers.

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Why….???

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Random Acts of Senseless Violence

Random Acts of Senseless Violence (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Been awhile since  I’ve ‘blogged’-so here goes.  I announced on Facebook that I was going to do a blog, so can’t back out now.

What’s been on my mind and a lot of people’s minds, the last 2 weeks, I’m sure is the senseless killings. Why do we add ‘senseless? It is redundant.  Isn’t every killing senseless unless it’s in self-defense or a mercy killing, – to ease someone’s suffering as they would be in more pain if they lived.  Back to the question that is on everyone’s’ mind, even when they are trying not to think about it or tune it out by watching things that don’t matter or are not real on TV or the computer, or the ever-present cell phones. Why did it happen? WHY?

Not only the most recent school killings, but all the others. Is our world going mad? Is it because of guns or lack of guns as the NRA wants to claim.  Is it the government  or politicians at blame? Is it because of  violence on TV, the way our teachers teach or the parents discipline or lack of discipline.  Is it terrorism? It is probably a combination of many things and needs to be addressed on several levels, and every shooting will not be for the same reasons, but there must be some underlying causes that tie them  together-why is there more and more violence then there was 20 years ago or even 10?

I’m sure there are many more capable people trying to solve this  than me, but I think this is a time when we all need to be working together to come up with a solution.  A time when we all need to do what we can.

Maybe the big answer to this question and all violence on the earth is that there is evil in the world and evil people.  So what can we do about that -besides kill them or have our officials arrest them and punish them. And it would take awhile to kill them all. I don’t think violence or war is the answer.

Until we can come up with a bigger solution or our politician can-(whom we seem to depend on to do everything)  maybe we can do something to make it better that won’t cost us a thing, doesn’t take a vote in congress, and doesn’t even require a lot of knowledge.

The one thing we can all be is  –  a little  kinder to one another.. a little  more patient, a little more compassionate.  What will that accomplish? you say.  Well it might be, that the next person you run into in a bank line or waiting to pay for their groceries or waiting to get a parking space may be ready to explode. Maybe your smile, my smile, or a kind remark may be just the thing that will keep them from going over the edge, or our yelling at them in traffic, or being rude to them in line might be just the thing that sets them off.  How about it. It’s not rocket science,  doesn’t take a lot of effort or time,  but it just may help someone, somewhere in your own little corner.  And let’s face it our little corner is not very little anymore with all the instant communication available now.  Maybe our little ripple can affect the ocean of life, especially if  others also make  ripples….. THERE CAN BE HOPE.

Impressions at the Beach

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                                             Impressions at the Beach
 
                                              Sand between my fingers;
                                           Sound of waves on the shore;
                                        Warmth of the sun on my back.
                                               Watching children build
                                                 sand castles and canals
                                              to carry cargos of dreams.
                                        
                                             Seems my life is contained
                                               in this microcosm of life-
                                                 here on the beach; Me-
                                               the sea- the sun- the sky.
           
                                                Time to commune with
                                                my thoughts and nature.
                                                To be made whole by the
                                                  caressing touch of the
                                              wind on body, mind, soul;
    
                                                The warmth of the sun
                                                     caressing my body
                                                          the feel of sand
                                                the sound of the waves
                                                       lulls me to sleep                                    
                                            As I lie here on the beach
                                             Dreaming of sand castles. 
                                                                                      by Clara Betty Deese
                                                                           Mendocino, Calif. –  Seventy’s


                                      (written on a camping trip to Mendocino)
                                           copyrighted by CBC 1976