"Being out of coffee grounds" sounds like it should be a metaphor for something. Btw, I’m out of coffee grounds.
Category: Philosophy
Think deep.
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Deep Thoughts – Java
Hot coffee is not necessarily fresh coffee.
Good people abound
My neighbor fell this morning while I was ordering two sausage biscuits at the Rocky Hill McDonald’s. After getting the call, I rushed home leaving the food I’d paid for on the grill. My wife was already attending to my neighbor. She had a broken rib and was feeling very bad. When the paramedics arrived, without slowing down, they smiled and waved to Evan. The postman took a moment to inquire about her condition showing sympathy. I returned to McDonald’s assuming I’d have to settle for getting Cathy some fries instead of biscuits. As I walked in, the manager hollered, "He’s back!" An employee said she was cooking me some fresh biscuits even though breakfast hours were clearly over. Another employee offered me coffee and everyone asked about the neighbor. I can only assume they overheard my phone conversation. No one asked about political parties, believe systems, or views on health care reform. Everyone showed genuine concern. When we have differences with people, or experience a "bad" person, I think we should not let that person taint our view into believing all people or the majority of people are the same; acknowledge that we don’t fully understand that person and should strive to know them better; and know that ultimately, all things aside, it takes a community, and we will look after one another.
Update: Good news! They are back from the hospital and nothing is broken. My wife feels guilty for calling 911.
Of Grasshoppers
Student: How can I survive this?
Master: Perseverance.
Who am I?
Read some words last night reminding me that we are not defined by the labels applied to us. I am not "Doug" I am not a "juggler" I am not a "freelancer" I am not a "father" I am not a "liberal" I am not a "computer expert" I am not a "blogger" I am beyond the boundaries of these labels. Yes I am these things however I am not limited to these things.
Our human nature is to categorize and classify things. In doing so, we imprison people by binding them to preconceived notions. You say "Republican" and I instantly have a vision of "who you are" but this is wrong. A label does not make the person nor does the person have to be constrained to the limits of that label.
Who am I? I am everything. I am potential. Know me. Don’t label me.
Throb throb throb
It is so easy to become so consumed in thinking about one’s situation or task at hand or the thing that needs to be done or the impossible deadline that we become frozen, unable to do anything about that which needs to be done. So much easier said than done but the simple solution is to stop thinking about it and simply do it.
Today stress has left my head fuzzy, foggy, in a cloud. A rare state for me. I have never taken pain killers before but I feel like I could use some today. I’ll settle for a fist full of a Tylenol/aspirin cocktail.
There was peace
I drifted through space
Then I open my eyes
The ground rushed up
To smack me in the face
Leaving me with nothing
But a dirty taste of reality.
Doug’s Mantras
Live with purpose.
Of Grasshoppers
Student: I will do all that I can.
Master: One could expect nothing less.
Absorbing ourselves
And I was consumed with darkness
So this is death
But there is no light
Death brings the light
Enlightenment
Only darkness
Where did the light go?
No, from where did the darkness emanate?
Within!
That hollow feeling in my chest
A black hole
Sucking the light away
Sucking the life away
Pulling me down
Down
Infinitely
Down
Falling
Failing
Spinning
Swirling
Going
Going
Going
Gone.
Of Grasshoppers
Student: How did this happen?
Master: You didn’t do anything different.
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And I can feel the changes coming on…
Walking through Butler & Bailey, I feel a swell of joy
I sense positive change in my life
As if I am in the process of emerging from a cocoon.
I am calm
I can handle the next part of this journey with ease
I am happy!
I exit the store
To see a dragonfly dying on the sidewalk
Slowly moving its wings for the final time.
Of Grasshoppers
Student: One more fight.
Master: Is there a purpose?
