Friday, August 29, 2008

Thought for the day

Today I read something that provoked the following thought:

When we're faced with making a change in our lives — changing jobs, going into a new business venture, moving to a new place, entering into a new personal relationship, whatever — we usually ask, "what's in it for me?"

Maybe we should consider asking, "what can I offer?"

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Thursday, August 28, 2008

Men, women and power

This morning when I woke up I rolled over and switched on the radio to hear the news that Barack Obama was nominated as the US Democratic presidential candidate by acclamation — orchestrated by Hillary Clinton, in connivance with Obama, as a way to resolve the dilemma of her recalcitrant delegates who were refusing to release their votes even after she asked them to.

Most clever lady! A lesson in how to relinquish a position of power and become even more powerful in the bargain. The world is agape at this woman who is now one of the most powerful political figures in the world.

And then there's Bill. Bill & Hillary. Hillary & Bill. A public personal relationship that's had tongues wagging and heads heating up for years. And now comes Michelle Obama, who will most certainly not be a traditional president's wife. What? Another presidential duo?

It's well known that US presidents' wives have traditionally played an important role in their husbands' presidential lives — and probably had more influence on domestic and international politics than most people care to admit. Laura Bush, in her quiet, apparently-shrinking-violet way, has undoubtedly kept her erratic, unstable husband from inflicting even more damage on the world.

So what's new? There's a famous saying that behind every great man there's a great woman. Well, that's OK, as long as it's done in private and the little woman keeps her proper place. But that's changing now. The women in these duos are no longer afraid to exercise their power in public and the men don't feel threatened by it. Human beings are such a weird lot. Everybody knows what's going on and talks about it in whispers, but goes berserk when it becomes public.

So what is this? Well, it's just masculine and feminine energy in balance, working in tandem, maybe the beginning of the end of polarization on the 3D stage...

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Sunday, August 24, 2008

Sunday musing

Don't ask "why?" and don't ask "who is to blame?" Such questions lead nowhere, except in circles.

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Saturday, August 23, 2008

Thought for the day

Last night I started transferring stuff from an old outdated notebook application into a new one that runs much better in the current incarnation of my OS. The old one was my favorite for years but the developer seems to have been swept away with the sands of time. Pity.

While at it, I found an interesting thought I'd jotted down one day and leave with you.

Nature is inherently disorderly. The Western world has spent many hundreds of years trying to control Nature and is perhaps coming to understand that it's not possible.

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Tuesday, August 5, 2008

Gone too long

I just added a post to this blog and then took a look at the page.

Good grief! The last post is from nearly a year ago! I knew I'd been away a long time but I had no idea how long.

The other day I ran across a blog that consisted mostly of very short but to-the-point entries. Hmmmmm, I thought. Here I am knocking myself out trying to come up with really meaningful, earth-shaking, thought-provoking posts, and if I can't produce them, I do nothing. Making the whole venture more complicated than it needs to be.

So we change the chip and make things easier and more fun. Blogging is an adventure and should be fun, not just another chore.

After all, it's August and exciting things always happen to me in August.

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Cricket nights

Another cricket night. We've had a lot this summer. In spite of the heat over the past few days, it manages to cool down enough at night to get the crickets out.

I love the sound of crickets. It gives me a feeling of peace, like everything is all right. I suppose it's associated with some long-buried memory and all that's left is the feeling.

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