My doctor presented me with the following scenario and his opinion on how the majority of the population would answer it. He also gave me three options, but for the sake of curiosity I’m not offering those options. I want to know other peoples ideas on how to solve this puzzle and whether or not his opinion is plausable.
Two people are lost in the desert they have one bottle of water. This bottle is enough to sustain one of them through the long journey to safety. What should they do? What would you do?
Love and light,
it’s been a while since I’ve been on this site. I’ve made a point to avoid all social media. (That I can not put on my flipboard.) There is also the work thing BUT that is not what this blog is for. Actually I’m not sure what this blog is for anymore.
I popped on today as a whim. I was curious to see if my stats have flatlined, or actually I figured they would, but I was surprised to see that they have not. Someone out there keeps checking me out, hoping and praying that I add something… LOL.. ok maybe not. *Grins*
Anywhoo, I can not guarantee that I will start to blog on a regular basis again. I’d like to, but Continue reading
I have been missing from this forum for a while. It’s not because I haven’t been writing, because I have, my writing has just been centered around journaling and documentation for work (with a crude start to NaNaWriMo). I’ve also done some edits on a few of my short stories, so my departure from this blog has nothing to do with a lack of writing.
Notes for NaNoWriMo (Photo credit: elkit)
My primary reason for not blogging, as of late is I haven’t been spending a lot of leisure time on the internet.
I check my twitter and facebook feed via my smart phone but other than that when I do get on the internet it’s for research and job hunting. Which doesn’t give me a lot of time to plan, write, edit and then post a decent blog post. My minds also been more concerned with the finances. Continue reading
I shifted recently, in the spiritual sense. The reconnection had me magically thinking and seeking the wisdom of spiritual teachers. This lead to a disappointment that had me wondering if I allowed myself to be swindled by the billion dollar industry built off of esoteric thought.
So like any good scientific thinker I experimented- well minus a control group or research into statistics.
I started to ask the angels for things, a sign, help, protection, guidance and I began to pay more attention to how my body felt, what attracted my attention, repetitive thoughts and mental suggestions that made no logical sense. (like going to Shopko to get hamburger buns…um yeah that makes total sense) I followed these thoughts, these suggestions and I started to believe again. Shopko did not have hamburger buns,
really?!? now that’s shocking but the grocery store next to Shopko did. When I was in line to pay for thus buns, my mother called asking me to pick up hamburger meat too. *shakes her head, grinning* No Shopko, no hamburger meat and hamburger buns for supper. Yummy. lol.
I think my angels, guides, etc. wanted me to question my faith. I know this seems odd, but in my wacky mind it makes sense. Continue reading
August 5th, 2013
Had a video chat with the cute doc today. He was teasing me about how I worded some of my goals (150 rejections vs 150 submissions, etc) but he also thought they were good goals, so I forgave him. Besides I always find a way to break his “professional, showing no emotion” face by getting him to smile or even laugh, so I suppose a little teasing on his part is ok, Lol.
I’m a flirt, just ask Tonks lol, or to rephrase I’m a natural flirt and most of the time I do not realize that I am flirting. I joke with men that I’m comfortable around, so yes this does include my doctor. The thing is thru our interactions I have realized that I use flirting as my armor. This particular habit is me putting on a show, being funny, charming, even a little flirty to mask the sadness or insecurity I’m feeling.
Sometimes I do get goofy because I’m genuinely in a good mood, but not always. It’s these moments that I use my habit to deflect what’s actually going on inside.
The doctor is safe, I can flirt with him because it’s his job not to judge (openly at least) and given that he’s in another country the flirting will never get farther than the room in which his video chat is set up.
Is there a habit you have that you use to mask what your actually feeling or your intentions? If so how did you realize your motivation for developing this particular habit?
Love and Light,
He’s gone! My brother is off exploring the world and his inner self while I sit here pondering my existence.
Check out his travel blog, Journey Into the Unknown for more about his adventure.
Journey Into The Unknown
One of my favorite movies is Under the Tuscan Sun because the main character Frances finds herself by taking action and allowing things to fall into place, even when everything seems to have blown up in her face. The romantic in me wants to do what my brother is doing and what Frances did. To have the courage to leave everything and everyone behind. To start anew in a strange land or city. Granted I do not foresee my brother buying a house in Italy and renovating it, but if he does he should know that I will come to visit and stay for an uncomfortably long time, lol. ;)
The thing is, He, like Frances, Continue reading
I’m a writer right?
Well, I do find comfort in watching my thoughts flow into black words on white paper,
pen and paper (Photo credit: orangejack)
thus making me a writer, or sorts. I also pen the occasional story or poem. Yet the question of whether I’m passionate about writing has bounced around in my head the last couple of days.
It feels like an odd question so I probably should explain why I ask. Continue reading
I’m embarrassed to say that I flaked on writing a post about my July/Neil Gaiman Chicago adventure. I did write about my evening as soon as I got back to the hostel but I didn’t get around to typing it up. :( Figures I actually accomplish one of this years goals and neglect to talk about it. So I hope the reblog is enough to satisfy people’s curiosity. (also check out the links at the end of this post)
As for my take on the evening. I loved it and honestly I was so involved in the moment that I don’t really
July 9th, 2013
remember anything other than I was happy, laughing, and absorbing his words. There is something he said that I’d like to share. His response to the question, what do you do when you get writers block.
Mr. Gaimans initially said that he went for walks, but then he rethought the question and produced the following answer, which I am paraphrasing.
He doesn’t like the term “writers block” because it implies that something external or godlike, is keeping you from writing. As if something has taken away your ability to work through the issue. Instead a writer should use the word “stuck” because that’s internal. That’s an issue that the writer can control and work through. It’s all a matter of perspective.
Perspective…I’m not sure if he used that exact phrase, but that is how I understood his meaning. In life our perspective is key, it’s how our brain/mind organizes things and tells us whether we are able to take the next step. Are we blocked, or just stuck?
After waiting for 2 hours (which is better than most and I didn’t have anything else better to do) I finally had my chance to meet him in person. Continue reading