This I Believe
Thursday, March 29, 2007
"In depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer." - Albert Camus
I'm a big a fan of National Public Radio and some of the series that they do. This I Believe is one that comes on every Monday morning on Morning Edition. I've often thought about funny and serious essays that I wanted to submit. I don't know how often I will do this, but I want to submit some of the convictions that this series has inspired. Click on the title post or here to read some of the essays that have been read in the This I Believe series.
Every morning, I awaken subconsciously thinking that I have not touched another human being the day before. I often feel remiss about it. I know how emotionally sensitive I am. It's a simultaneous joy and albatross. I love being hugged and I love hugging. I often tell people that I'm a professional hugger. I learned this from my mother.
I thought about the most precious hugs that I received from her. After I left home, whenever I returned, I'd have to posture myself for her to give me her special hugs. Even as my mother's health had deteriorated, when my mother's legs began to fail supporting her more and more, I would have to get on my knees for her to hug me while she was seated. She was four or five inches shorter and much bigger than I was, but every time she hugged me, I would feel enclosed in the purest love I have ever experienced.
I am chuckling to myself. My mother was not a small woman. At around 5'3", her largest weight was over 300 pounds. In her embrace, I would be smothered by bosom as she wrapped her arms around me. She would rub a "sweet spot"--a place on my spine that is particularly sensitive because of my scoliosis, the curve in my back--and I was putty. When I hug people nowadays, I yearn for that special rub.
I believe in the power of touch. Of the five senses, touch is the sense that is directly impacted by implementing it on someone else. I believe touch is the more real than any of the others. The taste buds, ears, nose, and eyes can be tricked. The skin can be tricked also, but when my skin touches other people, something unique and beautiful happens.
I believe that very few things can make me feel better than a pat on my shoulder, a cheek against mine, a chest pressed against mine as hands softly pat or rub my back, holding hands, or a kiss on a cheek. I believe that a day without touching someone is a day remissed of a human connection.
I'm a big a fan of National Public Radio and some of the series that they do. This I Believe is one that comes on every Monday morning on Morning Edition. I've often thought about funny and serious essays that I wanted to submit. I don't know how often I will do this, but I want to submit some of the convictions that this series has inspired. Click on the title post or here to read some of the essays that have been read in the This I Believe series.
Every morning, I awaken subconsciously thinking that I have not touched another human being the day before. I often feel remiss about it. I know how emotionally sensitive I am. It's a simultaneous joy and albatross. I love being hugged and I love hugging. I often tell people that I'm a professional hugger. I learned this from my mother.
I thought about the most precious hugs that I received from her. After I left home, whenever I returned, I'd have to posture myself for her to give me her special hugs. Even as my mother's health had deteriorated, when my mother's legs began to fail supporting her more and more, I would have to get on my knees for her to hug me while she was seated. She was four or five inches shorter and much bigger than I was, but every time she hugged me, I would feel enclosed in the purest love I have ever experienced.
I am chuckling to myself. My mother was not a small woman. At around 5'3", her largest weight was over 300 pounds. In her embrace, I would be smothered by bosom as she wrapped her arms around me. She would rub a "sweet spot"--a place on my spine that is particularly sensitive because of my scoliosis, the curve in my back--and I was putty. When I hug people nowadays, I yearn for that special rub.
I believe in the power of touch. Of the five senses, touch is the sense that is directly impacted by implementing it on someone else. I believe touch is the more real than any of the others. The taste buds, ears, nose, and eyes can be tricked. The skin can be tricked also, but when my skin touches other people, something unique and beautiful happens.
I believe that very few things can make me feel better than a pat on my shoulder, a cheek against mine, a chest pressed against mine as hands softly pat or rub my back, holding hands, or a kiss on a cheek. I believe that a day without touching someone is a day remissed of a human connection.
Labels: Blog/Sites to See, Thoughts
Not to be Outdone, a Response for a Consolation Prize--FOLLOW LINK BY CLICKING TITLE
Sunday, March 25, 2007
"The test of a first-rate intelligence is the ability to hold two opposed ideas in mind at the same time and still retain the ability to function." - F. Scott Fitzgerald
For the first time in all of my days, I got a dressing down from blogging. In fact, I owe some writing to previous bidders that I've been neglecting. As I type this, I have a paper to write and two tests to study for (ergo my more sporadic writing last week). You'll notice that I did not "write" the last two blogs. I haven't even been able to give my consolation prize bloggers great reviews as of late.
I digress. I received a response from someone, MBA, who wrote the following (and I quote):
HELLO GINA, I-BIBLIOPHILE DESERVED A BETTER DESCRIPTION WHAT I FEEL, THE MOST IMPORTANT THING- ALL THE BOOKS MENTIONED AT I-BIBLIOPHILE LIBRARY ARE FREE DOWNLOADS. ALTHOUGH THE SPACE SEEMS CLUTTERED BUT LET US APPRECIATE THE HARDWORK BEHIND THAT. I ve seen so many blogs on books but the
best one is http://i-bibliophile.blogspot.com/
- easy to use blogdesign[for users]
- no. of books
- brilliant categorisation
- daily updated..
I'm a fan of i-bibliophile Library
Far be it for me to not take the information of someone else who knows more than I about something and not share. So, MBA, (can I just ask you to click on his link, so you can be as amazed about his blog as I am, please?) this is for you. I may see what I-Bibliophile can do for me.
If anyone has a problem with my description of them, they are welcome to tell me. The alternative is to not even do the consolation prize thing--something that is rarely done by other bloggers in the first place and it takes a lot of time and effort to do--but, you know how much I love you, right? My heart couldn't take giving you as much as I can every time I open it to you. (Geez, did that sound like I was a pimp?)
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I feel like I need to clarify something. I harbor no ill will towards anyone. I checked out I-Bibliofile to see what the blog can do for me. I found information on my essay that was very helpful. I even signed onto this service that is an online library access site. Hopefully this will clear up things. I-Bibliofile is a wonderful site for research. Try it out sometime.
Now I have to make some time for my cop-a-squater before she sends me a smackdown.
For the first time in all of my days, I got a dressing down from blogging. In fact, I owe some writing to previous bidders that I've been neglecting. As I type this, I have a paper to write and two tests to study for (ergo my more sporadic writing last week). You'll notice that I did not "write" the last two blogs. I haven't even been able to give my consolation prize bloggers great reviews as of late.
I digress. I received a response from someone, MBA, who wrote the following (and I quote):
HELLO GINA, I-BIBLIOPHILE DESERVED A BETTER DESCRIPTION WHAT I FEEL, THE MOST IMPORTANT THING- ALL THE BOOKS MENTIONED AT I-BIBLIOPHILE LIBRARY ARE FREE DOWNLOADS. ALTHOUGH THE SPACE SEEMS CLUTTERED BUT LET US APPRECIATE THE HARDWORK BEHIND THAT. I ve seen so many blogs on books but the
best one is http://i-bibliophile.blogspot.com/
- easy to use blogdesign[for users]
- no. of books
- brilliant categorisation
- daily updated..
I'm a fan of i-bibliophile Library
Far be it for me to not take the information of someone else who knows more than I about something and not share. So, MBA, (can I just ask you to click on his link, so you can be as amazed about his blog as I am, please?) this is for you. I may see what I-Bibliophile can do for me.
If anyone has a problem with my description of them, they are welcome to tell me. The alternative is to not even do the consolation prize thing--something that is rarely done by other bloggers in the first place and it takes a lot of time and effort to do--but, you know how much I love you, right? My heart couldn't take giving you as much as I can every time I open it to you. (Geez, did that sound like I was a pimp?)
****************************************
I feel like I need to clarify something. I harbor no ill will towards anyone. I checked out I-Bibliofile to see what the blog can do for me. I found information on my essay that was very helpful. I even signed onto this service that is an online library access site. Hopefully this will clear up things. I-Bibliofile is a wonderful site for research. Try it out sometime.
Now I have to make some time for my cop-a-squater before she sends me a smackdown.
Labels: Blog/Sites to See
Foo Foo on You, Too!
Wednesday, March 07, 2007
"Nothing is so strong as gentleness and nothing is so gentle as real strength." - Ralph W. Sockman
I AM SUCH AN IDIOT! Please excuse me. I am. I am an idiot. I have been back here to respond to my posts. I even posted another post. I'm a dork, and I should be spanked (not like THAT, dutchy)! I did not tell you about The Foo Logs.
Now don't look at me like that, dad gum it. this is the Foo's baby picture--he said it, not me. In retrospect, I've dated men who were uglier on the inside, so don't knock this pic until you've tried it.
His self-description of his blog is, "A blog about life, technology, sport, and just about everything else." He means it. This Brit is in the States with a wonderful wife (so I'm told yet again). I've accepted his bid not only because he was the first in line, but he is a previous bidder. Which proves one thing: I try to honor my process about bidding.
I really want to tell you what his blog is about, but if I point you to one post, it may be gone in a few days. He posts often, and his subjects vary. That said, at the moment this post caught my eye. I insist--absolutely insist--that you take a peekaboo at it. Just watch it, it's simply amazing! While you are there, go to his home page. I've already put the link on the picture and in the post. What more do you want? Fine, I'll connect the link to this sentence. I've sure got you people spoiled, but you know how much I love you, right?Okay. I'm done. Scoot! Go! Click on this linkiepoo! I promise I will be here when you get back. Honest.
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Consolation Prize for My Other Bidders
Monday, March 05, 2007
"Showing up is eighty percent of life." - Woody Allen
Okay, I already feel bad about one of my bidders--you know who you are--but the person that won the bid was the earliest previous bidder. I'm delighted to have him and horribly regret having to turn down the following fabulous blogs. Now you guys save me from offending any of these guys and give them a click. I'm procrastinating from studying for a test right now, so I'm going to give details later.
I-Bibliophile Library--Free for All -At the moment, there is so much stuff on it, that I honestly cannot tell you what this is about. I think the primary purpose of this place is to offer good books. One can click on them and purchase them through Amazon. I'm a slow reader so I take a 30-second overview on blogs. That said, when you have a chance to do some leisurely browsing--this person uses every inch of blogspace possible--please click on it. You may find a bargain.
Asara's Mental Meanderings Seven words: Wierd Al Yankovick and Donny Osmond's dancing. I'm beyond pain. I'm at the library right now and I want to laugh so hard. I know that I'm causing some horrible detriment to my body, because I'm hurting. Click on Asara's blog and scroll a smidge. Oh my heavenly stars.
Okay, I already feel bad about one of my bidders--you know who you are--but the person that won the bid was the earliest previous bidder. I'm delighted to have him and horribly regret having to turn down the following fabulous blogs. Now you guys save me from offending any of these guys and give them a click. I'm procrastinating from studying for a test right now, so I'm going to give details later.
I-Bibliophile Library--Free for All -At the moment, there is so much stuff on it, that I honestly cannot tell you what this is about. I think the primary purpose of this place is to offer good books. One can click on them and purchase them through Amazon. I'm a slow reader so I take a 30-second overview on blogs. That said, when you have a chance to do some leisurely browsing--this person uses every inch of blogspace possible--please click on it. You may find a bargain.
Asara's Mental Meanderings Seven words: Wierd Al Yankovick and Donny Osmond's dancing. I'm beyond pain. I'm at the library right now and I want to laugh so hard. I know that I'm causing some horrible detriment to my body, because I'm hurting. Click on Asara's blog and scroll a smidge. Oh my heavenly stars.
The Dutch Files (CONTAINS STRONG ADULT LANGUAGE) First of all, I love this woman. When I copped a squat in her square, she gave me the most loving post I had ever had. I feel HORRIBLE that I was not able to put her in my roses. She's in my blog links list and I often go there when I want a laugh. Give her a click. I don't even have to say please for her: either you will, and have a jolly good time, or you won't, and you will truly miss out.
Please give them a click. I promise I will be here when you get back! Honest.
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It's Not You. It's You. And You.
Monday, February 19, 2007
"Those who stand for nothing fall for anything."- Alexander Hamilton
I adore this blog of the week. Why, you may ask? Because I completely identify with the title of it. Talking to Myself: Please Shaddup I Can't Hear the Voices is a delightful concept. I mean that's what it's all about, right? Because I'm in a network of family-oriented blogs, I do have to tell you that there is adult language on this blog. It is minimal, so try to get beyond that part. This is the blog that I stole the alphabet post from, so the least I could do is let her cop a squat. I wanted to let her anyway.
She describes her blog as " A little wacky. A lot of weird. Not responsible for spilled coffee or any type of drinks snorted out onto your computer screen." It's a personal blog and I'm sticking by the statement that it is an adorable blog, indeed.
Give it a click if you don't believe me. Give it a click if you do believe me. Give it a click if you are picking at your nose (now that will make your keyboard kind of sticky, so wipe before you type). Scoot! Go! I promise I will be here when you get back.
I adore this blog of the week. Why, you may ask? Because I completely identify with the title of it. Talking to Myself: Please Shaddup I Can't Hear the Voices is a delightful concept. I mean that's what it's all about, right? Because I'm in a network of family-oriented blogs, I do have to tell you that there is adult language on this blog. It is minimal, so try to get beyond that part. This is the blog that I stole the alphabet post from, so the least I could do is let her cop a squat. I wanted to let her anyway.
She describes her blog as " A little wacky. A lot of weird. Not responsible for spilled coffee or any type of drinks snorted out onto your computer screen." It's a personal blog and I'm sticking by the statement that it is an adorable blog, indeed.
Give it a click if you don't believe me. Give it a click if you do believe me. Give it a click if you are picking at your nose (now that will make your keyboard kind of sticky, so wipe before you type). Scoot! Go! I promise I will be here when you get back.
Labels: Blog/Sites to See
Consolation Prize for My Other Bidder
"Fear makes us feel our humanity."- Benjamin "Dizzy" Disraeli
I had only two bid and they were both very special. I hope that this blogger requests a bid again.
The Witch Doctor's Ramblings (ADULT LANGUAGE) This blog has personal tidbits, but I like it because there are several posts about charities that are worthwhile causes. Please consider taking a look at this blog. She has links to other charitable sites and a cute offer to buy something small (or large) for a nominal fee. Check out this blog.
Okay, you know the deal. Scoot! Shoo! Click! I promise I will be here when you get back.
I had only two bid and they were both very special. I hope that this blogger requests a bid again.
The Witch Doctor's Ramblings (ADULT LANGUAGE) This blog has personal tidbits, but I like it because there are several posts about charities that are worthwhile causes. Please consider taking a look at this blog. She has links to other charitable sites and a cute offer to buy something small (or large) for a nominal fee. Check out this blog.
Okay, you know the deal. Scoot! Shoo! Click! I promise I will be here when you get back.
Labels: Blog/Sites to See