The Most Vulgar Phrase You May Ever Hear…

WARNING! This topic may be offensive to certain parties. Its intent is not to be hurtful or even discriminate against said party(ies) but to provide a new level of ‘awareness’ to those who it DOES apply to. You have been adequately warned, proceed to read at your own risk. Thank you for your understanding.

The most vulgar and ugly phrase I have come across in the human language by far has to be, are you ready? “You’re going to hell!“. Yep. You read that right and that’s definitely what I typed, “You’re going to hell!”. You might be wondering how in the world this simple phrase can honestly and truly be so vulgar, but – think about it. How would you feel if someone said this very thing to you?
Especially if you considered yourself say, a ‘Good Christian‘. What if you were a non-Christian?

Non-Christian folk often have to put up with hearing this sort of thing all the time, especially if they’ve chosen a different path that they feel, honestly and truly connects them with the Divine in some way. In our world, there is not just one path to God, Yahweh, Gaia or whatever name you use to refer to the creator, there are many. Some are honestly more positive than others.

Now bear with me because I will be, most likely, pulling the Christians a few times in here, only because they are the best example. So if your Christian and don’t like being criticized, you were warned earlier but – this is where you may wish to get off. Just saying.

It’s no secret that I’m not a Christian – but I have Christian roots and so I try to be as respectful as I can toward the religion. The people on the other hand – they are hit or miss. It’s like what Gandhi said, “I like your Christ. I do not like your Christians, they are so unlike your Christ,” and that has been my general feeling of most “All smiles” Christians I meet. More

Waiting for the Other Shoe to Drop? STOP!

This is for all the folks who are or have been intuitive enough to just know when something big in the world is happening. For those who believed that in 2012 the World shifted or at least should have shifted into a brand new dimension or plane of existence, perhaps grandfathering everyone into a better state of being, thus ushering in a new world of peace. For all the Indigo, Crystal, Rainbow, Starseeds, Blue-Rays and/or Walk-ins, yes, this is for you too.

Some of you, might be like me, wondering what exactly happened? Some folks were expecting the end times, while others such as myself were hoping for something far better. Some of us did indeed feel a shift of sorts, but nothing major seemed to occur. We aren’t now living in a peaceful utopia. We are living in a new K’atun, that of Chaos. You mention the word ‘Chaos‘ though and most people freak out.

Chaos?! OH GODS! It must be the end of the world!” is probably some folks reaction, maybe even now after reading what I had said. However, Chaos is not always bad. Chaos can simply mean ‘Change’ as well, though – it might get a little hairy at times.

Many of us were waiting for this, “Phenomenal Cosmic Powers! Itty bitty living space,” (Sorry, couldn’t help myself) event to occur, yet when the time came and went, nothing truly seemed different, but we could feel an energy shift of sorts and there were changes that began to occur. Some folks were reporting having a pretty bad year in 2012 before it became 2013, myself included.
The best thing that happened that year was the completion of my first novel.

Even now, it seems as though the world isn’t really getting better but worse, if anything. There have been more School shootings over the last few years. Why this is, I’m not entirely sure, I know it can’t be just from bullying alone, though that doesn’t help – it only adds fuel to the fire. The attitude of the world or where we live might not seem better either.

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A Good Deed Remembered

I have been trying to think of what my next topic would be and today I was reminded of a very scary and terrifying incident that turned out to have a happy ending, along with a little more.

This story is about an act of “kindness” that was shown to me and mine when it was needed most. About a year ago (or so), the sun was just setting and my Mother was on her way home from Kitten Rescue. I was inside preoccupying myself with, I think, my blog. I had no idea what had happened outside, otherwise I’d have been in a bit of a panic.

I heard the sound of a car, honking. This happened a few times in an urgent manner so I got up and rushed out to the front porch. It was my Mother and she called to me and said, “Is this Amadan?” and my heart sank a little. To my horror, Amadan was lying motionless in the road.
For those unaware, Amadan is my Seal-point Siamese-Mix I have had since his birth along with his brother Loki, who traveled with my Brother, their brother Gabriel, their mother Cammy and I all the way from Florida back home to Washington.

When I was able to get my shoes on and rush out there to help my Mother, Amadan was just starting to regain consciousness. He yowled in pain. He had broken a tooth, he was a little banged up, but he looked fine over all. I was so freaked out, terrified and trying to keep it together and remain as calm as I could, running Reiki healing energy on him to help.
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An Open Letter to the Fashion Industry and Media

beauty-comes-in-all-shapes

I know what the title says and it’s true, this is my open letter to them – AND – to YOU. Yes you. That short and stout, the big and tall, the svelte and short, tall and svelte, the big breasted or too small to count (at least to those ignorant to think so) lad and lassie. I know your pains, for I have felt them too. I know friends and family who could even sympathize with you.

It sucks when you feel singled out in a world that caters to a supposed “Average”. You go to the store when it is time to find new shoes or clothes, but either something is too long, such as the sleeves or pant-legs even. Maybe it is the ‘bust’ on that beautiful blouse that’s in size “XS” but the bust you’d swear is “32C” instead of perhaps a “32A” like you feel it should be.

We cry, “It’s not fair! It’s not right!” because we shouldn’t be made to feel like we are anything ‘less’ for choosing to be who we are – or want to be. Whether that is aesthetics or personality. We also know people will say, “Well the world isn’t fair, don’t you know that!” and you know what? I think that’s a load of rubbish. I believe the world could be fair if it wanted to be, maybe even if perhaps we believed it to be. It’s just other negative people around us who keep perpetuating this negative notion that there is no “Fairness” in the world.

You have every right to feel angry and upset that you often feel singled out by the Fashion Industry and/or the Media. Even give them the “Ol’bird”. It’s really all their fault anyway. They find what they consider, “The Average” and make clothing to cater to it. Then it’s “One size fits most” and you know – you aren’t “most“. Your body is as unique as your personality, and you know that for a fact.

What’s also not fair, is for people who tend to run on the “Skinny” or “Svelte” side of things, they make our clothes based off run-way models whom many have been bullied into changing their figures or getting plastic surgery to fit the Fashion and Media’s idea of what “beautiful” is in the first place.

Maybe you were even told to “Go eat a sandwich“, even in a joking manner, only to find you thought it rather insulting because people really don’t know how much you’ve tried to gain weight but never have any luck. Or perhaps – you’re just built that way and happy with your size but find it very ignorant of them for saying such things without even asking you how you feel about your own weight – or why so skinny? in the first place. More

Back in the Saddle? P.A.U. 22

Merry meet again Folks!

I know it’s been a long while. In fact all the way back in May was when last I posted and you may have seen very little to no activity as well on my Twitter account too. Allow me to start by apologizing to you, my readers. I know there are some who really do enjoy my writing and I really appreciate you, the reader, for many reasons.

I want to let you all know that during my time that I slipped away…I was on a very much-needed Hiatus. I went into “Hermit-Mode” and was busy being an “Awesome Hermit” for the past several months. I wasn’t completely anti-social but I decided to focus on my real life (by that – I mean life outside the web) because not only did I have serious important family issues that could not be ignored with my Mother, but I also had realized that I wasn’t as healed as I thought I was from the last big serious blows I had suffered the past couple years. More

Sticks and Stones May Break My Bones – But Words Can STILL Be Hurtful

We all heard this rhyme when we were children, “Sticks and Stone may break my bones but words can never hurt me,” but what people don’t realize is that some words, when we are beaten day in and day out with them on a routine basis, can eventually take on the weight of those “Sticks and Stones” in a metaphorical sense. And these wounds can hurt for years and leave deep lasting marks far worse than any broken bone or scratch that may eventually become a scar. Recently a video was shared with me by a friend on this very thing. It says what I, essentially, wanted to rant about better than I feel I could to do it proper justice of how it affects others.

I was a victim of bullying myself from the time I was 6 till I was a Freshmen in High School. I also dealt with heavy and serious suicidal depression (don’t worry, wasn’t so bad I made attempts on my life or anything but I felt like I wanted to die, that was it) from 6-1/2 to 12 years of age and even after – the healing process was a continuous thing to mend the damage done especially by others who didn’t understand me, my home life situation or what had happened to me. Each of us have our own stories, scars, memories and other things we share. We don’t always have the same experiences but for each one of us out there our experiences affect us far differently than it will for someone else on the outside looking in.

So here it is, the video. I’m not going to lie – I almost cried watching this. I wanted to – but the tears wouldn’t come. This video deserves the well deserved tears of truth on all the points it hits home with. It’s worth your time and watching. When you finish watching, please share it with others you know who will appreciate it and may find some comfort in its truthfulness. I feel everyone should see this and this should even be on the Jumbotron in Time Square, but only if we were so lucky. Thank you.

Bullies Called Him Pork Chop

Thank you for reading and watching the video. Until next time, be well and lots of love!

~Light and Dark Blessings – Namaste~

P.A.U. 17 – Another Sick Day & Another V-Day

Happy Single's Awareness Day!

Happy Single’s Awareness Day! (Photo credit: Max Braun)

Hello my dear readers, followers, visitors! Lend me our eyes!

Obviously I can’t say “ears” because you can’t “hear” me unless I did a vlog (video blog) and uploaded it or something here or on YouTube. I’m not fond of people seeing me typically online as it is (shhh! I know I have my avatar and the bio pic!) and so doing vlogs and possibly uploading them to Youtube, for me, is not exactly ideal. Though I may consider doing a video thing someday, about what? Hard to say. Maybe a class I’d normally give in person? Nah! Maybe something else. Though I am willing to do some Self-Enrichment classes in Second Life for those interested in that.

*cough, no really I’m coughing IRL* I’m sick again sadly and I was just getting  ready to do a new topic for the week when it happened. I’m coherent enough obviously to report in about my absence. Summerland forbid I try to actually write anything else, though maybe I am feeling a little better than I think I am. More

Are You or Are You Not? That is the Question – Priest/ess

English: Priestess of the Egyptian goddess Isi...

English: Priestess of the Egyptian goddess Isis, holding a situla (a bronze jug). Roman statue of the 2nd century AD, on display at the Museo Archaeologico Regionale, Palermo, Sicily. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

A true musing of my mind for you today folks. If you get “scared” grab a Plushie to hold, squeeze and cuddle (or a pet). If you get confused, which may or may not happen because I’m going to try my best to be pretty clear and not jump around too much, please ask me to clarify my meaning in comments. Thank you.
This is dedicated to all the Priests, Priestesses and others of that nature of all paths, orders, traditions, faiths or whatever and wherever you may be.

As primarily a Solitary Priestess on her path it has not always been easy, as I am sure it has been much the same for others like myself. People don’t often understand the trials, struggles and tribulations we experiences. The hardships and ridicule we endure. We’ve done nothing wrong except be ourselves and pursue a path that “fits”, “makes sense”, a part of who we are we cannot fight that brings us great joy and happiness in following that path. Conversely, there is also much sadness, sorrow, worries, doubts and fears too.

In modern society most people expect that anything you can/could do in the world can be proven with a single piece of paper that supposedly “claims” you’ve done some kind of official study with someone, somewhere to achieve this new level of understanding or learning. This too goes the same for Priests and Priestesses. I can’t tell you how many times, because honestly I don’t remember, I’ve told someone, “I’m self-studied” or “I’m self-taught/trained” and immediately they’ve ceased all contact with me or they’ve completely mocked, berated, belittled and ridiculed me.

It hurts, it sucks but there isn’t much you can do about it, except have faith in yourself and that you are following the right path for YOU.

Too many people, as I hear, get discouraged by these sorts of things, but again – it’s like what I’ve heard many a good Christian say, “It’s a test of your Faith. A test of your Dedication. A test of your Endurance, perseverance and personal strength.” I actually and honestly believe that, to a fair degree. See, when you follow a path that is considered, “Reconstructionist” to me, in a way, anything goes or your Path, can be whatever it needs to be or wants to be so long as it runs in the same vein of what your initially trying to pursue as your actual path. More

The Illusion of Maturity

Experience

Experience (Photo credit: djniks)

While this may not be anything new to some of you and there could be a ton of stuff out there on this subject, we all have to tell our stories and point-of-view on certain subjects at some point, in our own way. So here’s mine on “Maturity“.

People like to throw this word around like a rag-doll all too often, Maturity. If you’re into dating older people than yourself there may have been a time or two you might have heard, “I thought you were more mature than that“. Those are dreaded words for, I’m sure, any good young man or woman to hear. Sometimes it is true. Other times it is a matter of the other party, the one thinking they are more mature themselves, that are missing the bigger picture entirely.

They forget that you are younger, they treat you as an equal but they may find themselves setting their standards a bit higher than they should, perhaps unfairly so. They set themselves up for disappointed. They also forget to use their understanding, compassion and tolerance. Hence the disappointment when you do anything they consider “Immature” and fall from the pedestal they put you on. However, I have come to understand that there is a difference between “Saying” one is mature and “Acting” or rather “Demonstrating” how one is more mature. More

This seemed appropriate to share on my blog and it can be a very big issue, especially when people don’t recognize the behavior patterns.

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