Status: Single
City: NASHVILLE
State: Tennessee
Country: US
Signup Date: 6/15/2005
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Saturday, August 22, 2009
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Current mood:  thankful
Recently, I experienced a bit of an upheaval as I had been working with a few people I enjoyed and believed we were on the same page but soon found out, very unexpectedly, that was not the case. After receiving a few terse emails, the project dissolved right in front of me due to irreconcilable differences that I still don’t exactly understand. I was left with a bitter taste and a feeling of exhaustion, regret and sadness.
The next day, I was to help sail a boat to ....Rhode Island..... The wind was against us, the tide was against us and rain was descending from the threatening skies. It certainly was not a comforting thought that we were about to board the boat that day, but I, for one, couldn’t stand being on land another minute, so we headed off.
After pulling the fenders and tightening the lines, I decided not to let the past 24 hours ruin another minute of my life. I resolved to take the lessons I had learned and simply push forward. After all, that was probably the only thing left to do anyway.
About an hour later, the tide began to turn, the wind picked up and the rain stopped. As we sailed past Point Judith, it reminded me once again that life is full of disappointments, large and small, and if we can hang on just long enough for the sea-change we will have our reprieve, even if it is only for a moment, we will feel better and we will be at peace. As we made our way toward ....Newport...., I learned that Point Judith was also aptly named “The Harbor of Refuge” and I thanked her for helping me as much as she has all the other wayward sailors in times past.
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Monday, November 24, 2008
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I was reading a Time Magazine at the gym the other day and found an article on Nelson Mandela. I was struck by the entire article but by these lines in particular:
****************** ".....the message was clear: Life is never either/or. Decisions are complex, and there are always competing factors. To look for simple explanations is the bias of the human brain, but it doesn't correspond to reality. Nothing is ever as straightforward as it appears......."
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Validation is important and somehow reading that article seemed to ease my mind over things I didn't even realize were bothering me. Whenever one takes the initiative to make a major decision one is always confronted with people's opinions. Some are welcome, supportive in nature and have your best interest at heart; some are still concerned for you but carry an air of "mother knows best," and still others are straight-away mean and debilitating, explaining to you just how systematically you have destroyed your own life.
After my last decision, I struggled with the lack of a sound-bite for those who needed it. They wanted a categorical explanation as to what was happening in my life and I wished I could oblige mostly because of their level of anxiety over it.
If you are anything like me, you take your life cues from how it feels and not from how it looks to anyone else or how it "should" be, nor do you concern yourself too much with the fact that your road has slightly different curves on it than most. Of course, hind-sight is 20/20 and I suppose, if pushed I would say that I would change some things in my past if I felt the goal was to look better on paper. However, while that goal is admirable in its own right and certainly has more security in one fashion or another, it isn't mine. Does that concern me? Of course it does. We all have to find a way to survive in this world with each other while remaining true to who we are as individuals, but if I were to have changed my history so that I melded more seamlessly with societal rules, then I wouldn't have learned the valuable, though sometimes painful, lessons that I was taught on my way to today.
Trying to fit all of that in an answer under 2 sentences became difficult. Then I heard Nelson's words "decisions are complex, and there are always competing factors." I decided that would be my mantra. I would use his words like a favorable wind to carry me forth until I found a safe place to regroup, regain and rebuild.
***************** Entire Nelson Mandela article here: http://www.time.com/time/printout/0,8816,1821467,00.html *****************
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Monday, July 28, 2008
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You know you're having a bad day when you need 16 ounces of whiskey in a 12 ounce beer.
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Tuesday, February 05, 2008
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Category: Life
I am having a hard time agreeing with mainstream society's latest idea of securing your next romantic encounter at your local gym. This is the one place where I am guaranteed to look and feel my worst despite what fashionable work-out attire I am sporting. I suppose it is one more reason that my outlook tends to be slightly unconventional. Still I can't imagine trying to strike up a conversation with an award-winning smile while I am swimming in sweat or gasping for air.
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Tuesday, January 01, 2008
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Current mood:  fascinated
Category: Life
It continues to be surprising to me where and in what form comfort comes when one is going though a rough spell. At some of the darkest corners of life, often it isn't the tried and true friends who help to dull the pain but rather, the odd acquaintance whom you've met quite accidentally that provides the most warmth.
Recently, I'd been having a difficult time finding the point of anything - feeling lost amidst the hustle and bustle of trying to always move forward in life. Sometimes the best thing to do when in such a state is to stop, put down the shovel, jump out of the hole for a minute and assess why you are digging in the first place.
Working so hard not only at a career but at staying healthy and active, drinking less, meditating more, giving back to the community, all while balancing the checkbook making sure every "i" is dotted and every "t" crossed, certainly gets exhausting. It would be well worth it if the pounds were melting off, my mind seemed any clearer and that someone was benefiting from my tireless pursuit - least of all me, but that wasn't the case.
All of a sudden, the people that I used to rely on the most couldn't help me at all, and I found I was drawn to an unexpected place where I could breathe a little more easily and where, whatever I was going through, seemed to melt away once I crossed the threshold. I didn't know the people particularly well, but collectively they formed the most accepting environment I had found in years. So I did the only thing I could do, I went there and I waited. I waited to feel better. I waited for the cure to come.
The good news is that, regardless of everything else, you do indeed round the corner, probably not in the timing you would have liked or in the manner in which you would have desired, but you do, in fact, heal.
If you are lucky enough to not have to worry about shelter, or food, the most important thing, we all must agree then, is connectivity with others.
Sometimes it takes a jolt to awaken your deadened senses and to remind you that you are on the planet and that you do matter. Sometimes you can't explain the reasons you connect with another human being. You only know that in their presence you feel a little more secure, a little more at ease, a little more like yourself, and that, for an instant, you are willing to let down your guard.
While it is wearying to think of telling the "ins" and "outs" of your story and of starting over, what you forget is that this process of rediscovering yourself through someone else's eyes is well worth the effort.
After you have finally gotten over your self conscious ways and exhausted exaggerating your deficiencies in the mirror, you realize that feeling drawn to someone and being exposed to its vulnerabilities is a gift. For it opens your eyes to a more vibrant world and to possibilities and to hope long forgotten.
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Tuesday, November 28, 2006
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Category: Movies, TV, Celebrities
I heard this on the West Wing, I wish I knew who wrote it. I thought I'd share it with you.:
THE WAY OUT:
This guy's walking down a street, when he falls in a hole. The walls are so steep, he can't get out.
A doctor passes by, and the guy shouts up, "Hey you! Can you help me out"? The doctor writes him a prescription, throws it down the hole, and moves on.
Then a priest comes along, and the guy shouts up, "Father, I'm down in this hole! Can you help me out"? The priest writes out a prayer, throws it down in the hole, and moves on.
Then a friend walks by. "Hey Joe, it's me, can you help me out"? And the friend jumps in the hole! Our guy says "Are you stupid? Now we're both down here"! And the friend says, "Yeah, but I've been down here before, and I know the way out".
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Tuesday, October 31, 2006
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Category: Life
"Forgiveness: The act of ceasing to feel resentment against" - webster.com
I do believe true forgiveness is possible both to give and receive, but there are things that can never be fully restored once the trust has been completely betrayed even after peace settles where pain had once resided. Sometimes though, if a dedicated commitment is made to the enormous time and effort it will take to rebuild, you can find a new place to begin. Regardless of whether you reconstruct or not, you owe it to yourself to find some sort of solace before the bitterness destroys even more of what it has already taken from you.
When something transpires materializing one of your worst fears and you find, on the other side of it, that you survived it, still standing, you can't deny that you've been forced to learn something about your mettle of character. It also forces you to learn something about the people around you at the time. Those that stuck by you and those that didn't. There are times when I have been surprised to find who is standing on either side of that line. It is a defining moment when you realize those you haven't fully appreciated and those to whom you have previously held in too high a regard. Given that life is short and time is precious, you need those painful moments for clarification purposes. Without them, we run the risk of putting too much emphasis on fair-weather relationships.
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Thursday, August 03, 2006
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Category: Life
I was at my favorite little hangout here in Nashville called The Station Inn the other night with my dear friend (who is headed to medical school as we speak). I walked in, moseyed on up to the counter, and (aware that the Black and Tan I had the night before was a bit too light), ordered for the very first time, a Guinness Beer from the barkeep. As I took my first sip, I realized that for the past 9 years I have been gradually working up to this moment; when the very same beer that used to repulse me with its detestable flavor, I would find delicious, delectable and delightful. Guinness is a far cry from my Miller Light days of Amity High School.
If something so shallow as my beer taste can change so dramatically, I wondered how my opinions have changed over the years, the thought process always being in flux. I thought about how stubborn I am on my view points now and wondered where I will stand on the same issues in 10 years or so. I wondered about the younger me, the girl who liked Rolling Rock so long ago and where she went and if I were to meet her now, if we would like each other. I would like to say that as we grow we fine tune our intellectual process but I am not certain that is the case.
So after imbibing my third Guinness for the night and listening to some incredible bluegrass I reminded myself to stay as open to as many ideas as possible, realizing that everyone is a little bit right, and that (as we all know) all gray matter, most certainly my own, is a work in progress.
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Wednesday, July 05, 2006
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"We are not human beings having a spiritual experience. We are spiritual beings having a human experience."
- Pierre Teilhard de Chardin
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Friday, June 23, 2006
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Category: Life
The phrase "Seize The Day" always confused me a little. I thought that if you didn't continue to relentlessly struggle for a more peaceful planet, a greener earth, and a safer world, then you were simply giving up, you were apathetic, and you were no longer contributing.
People like to keep concepts as simple as possible, but concepts by definition lie in gray areas. Of course, it is important to appreciate what you have but it is also important to stretch for growth. My scientific self wants an answer. What percentage of the time should I be thankful and what percentage should I be working toward something greater? When do I recognize how far I've come, when do I concentrate on the lengths I still have to go?
Human beings are complex creatures. For everything that we have in common with each other, there are innumerous things that make us unique. That fact, in itself, is a little mind blowing. This spring, for me, has been full of reappearances of old friends, some of whom I haven't been able to speak to in several years. These people are not the occasional friend, but rather, they know me quite well. They are people who were walking with a similar stride, carrying a similar light on their path. With every call or email, I am reminded of how much I've missed talking to them each in their unique ways and slightly different views of the world, how much they have enriched my life and widened my scope, and how much they bring to the plate of the conversation, no matter the topic.
Life progresses, and sometimes you are taken away from the people you love for a time, the lines blur and it becomes harder to discern what should be taking center stage from what actually is sitting there. Society's rules also come into play as it has its own idea of what you are allowed or disallowed to do and like it or not, you have to deal with those as well.
You never know what the future has in store for you or for those you love, and so today, I am going to concentrate less on worrying about when and if I'll hear from (or see) my friends again, and more on the moments we have together, be it in an email, on the phone, having a beer or enjoying a movie. Carpe Diem
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