The Beatles wrote a song about it...All We Need is Love.
Why didn't we join the "Love Train" back in the 70's? Or decide that War was good for absolutely nothin'?
Poems have been existing about LOVE since people could write. Since there was an alphabet.
I don't even mean romantic love. I mean love, one of the most commonly used words in every language, yet one of the least understood. If we love One, why can't we love All? Why can we love our brother or sister, and not love everyone else? Are they unloveable? Undeserving of love? The person standing in front of you at the grocery has a sibling that loves them. A wife that misses them. The person who cuts you off in traffic has a mother with cancer. Yet, for the briefest moment, that very thought doesn't exist. So, when terrorists attack a hotel full of people in a small place called the Taj Mahal- Where is the love? The opposite of love is hate.
It's a concept called "Universalism". The living truth is seen as more far-reaching than national, cultural, or religious boundaries. LOVE is the universal binding force. Every religion believes in love. So we all believe, ultimately, in the same thing. The details are what seperates us.
We all have parents. We all put our pants on the same way. Raise your hand if you've ever had your heart broken..or felt sad...or have been happy...or haven't met someone's expectations.
Raise your hand if you've ever felt like a minority.
Raise your hand if you've ever felt alone.
These things are not definative of one race, or one religion or gender. We all have things in common. Even if it's only a few things.
Sunday, November 30, 2008
Monday, November 10, 2008
I have the flu, and an awesome boyfriend
Savvy combination, I thought...
I had a really good weekend with the boyfriend, aside from using an entire roll of toilet paper on my nose and keeping him up all night with my coughs. Friday he brought me to a concert, and Sunday we drove a couple hours to go meet his grandparents. His grandfather had a minivan he wanted to give him, so now my boyfriend totally drives a minivan and a motorcycle (awesome combination). Mind you, he's 27 and has no kids of his own, but has about 30 teenagers that he teaches. Now he can use this to tote around the teenagers, and I'm totally getting him a "mom's taxi" sticker...or maybe a "my child is an honor roll student..." ?? which would be cooler? Or, better ideas?
Anyhow, I met his grandparents who, like the rest of his family, looove me. His grandmother actually called him a few hours after we left to tell him that I was "cute as a button" , and Prime Rib. Yes, Prime Rib. Oh man, they are some cute country old people. But his grandmother did this thing that they sometimes do and said....
" I was kinda hoping I'd get some great grandchildren before I'm too old to hold them"....
Uh, thanks grandma, wtf do I say now???? And then the thought crossed my head that my dad definately told the neighbor I was probably a lesbian b/c I wasn't married and I didn't have kids. Helloooo people, I. am. not. that. old!
Anyways, we did alot of driving this weekend and spent 98% of it talking and the other 2% karaoke-ing. I definately do a good Janis Joplin/ Stevie Nicks when I'm sick. We're starting a band. The talks were awesome and my heart is very happy. The End.
I had a really good weekend with the boyfriend, aside from using an entire roll of toilet paper on my nose and keeping him up all night with my coughs. Friday he brought me to a concert, and Sunday we drove a couple hours to go meet his grandparents. His grandfather had a minivan he wanted to give him, so now my boyfriend totally drives a minivan and a motorcycle (awesome combination). Mind you, he's 27 and has no kids of his own, but has about 30 teenagers that he teaches. Now he can use this to tote around the teenagers, and I'm totally getting him a "mom's taxi" sticker...or maybe a "my child is an honor roll student..." ?? which would be cooler? Or, better ideas?
Anyhow, I met his grandparents who, like the rest of his family, looove me. His grandmother actually called him a few hours after we left to tell him that I was "cute as a button" , and Prime Rib. Yes, Prime Rib. Oh man, they are some cute country old people. But his grandmother did this thing that they sometimes do and said....
" I was kinda hoping I'd get some great grandchildren before I'm too old to hold them"....
Uh, thanks grandma, wtf do I say now???? And then the thought crossed my head that my dad definately told the neighbor I was probably a lesbian b/c I wasn't married and I didn't have kids. Helloooo people, I. am. not. that. old!
Anyways, we did alot of driving this weekend and spent 98% of it talking and the other 2% karaoke-ing. I definately do a good Janis Joplin/ Stevie Nicks when I'm sick. We're starting a band. The talks were awesome and my heart is very happy. The End.
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Best post ever!
A whole post, dedicated to me??? WHAT!! Yaya!
Who would have thought that a forced friendship would have lasted
this long? I can't remember ever reading anything about arranged
marriages being happy events... but see, it can happen! I'm gonna have to
start doing these wordful Wednesday bits, or other random writing assignments!
I need to have a dedicated post soon. Check back.
Monday, November 3, 2008
We need to talk...
Is that not the worst way ever to start a conversation? GAH. Okay, so I don't have a fancy name for my boyfriend like "McDreamy" or anything like that, so we'll call him PowPow...which is a funny story for another day. So, I introduce you to PowPow, and we've been happily together for about 6months :)
PowPow comes over the other night and just doesn't seem like his normal self. I only get to see him about once a week, so usually when we see each other we're both really happy. He tells me we need to talk and my heart starts drops. My mind is racing and I almost bolt out the front door because I don't want to hear it.
His face was somber and he looked scared to even say what he was thinking. I asked if he was going to make me upset, and he said it wasn't his intention
( I kinda just wanted to hear him say ..."I am NOT breaking up with you, calm down").
It boils down to be him feeling insecure. He said the last few times he had seen me, I seemed distant and he feared I may have found someone else, or just wasn't interested anymore. That couldn't be less true. We stayed up all night and talked. I explained to him that I had in fact been falling for him since day 1, and the only reason I hadn't fallen head over heals, can't think, can't sleep in love was because I was scared. I know he's moving out of the country at some point and I fear being hurt. I want him to say he'll stay, but I know that's the most selfish thought I could ever have. He said he didn't want to fall in love with only half of me- I'd have to open up and give him as much as he's given me, which until now I'd thought I had.
The following day we went to my parents house for bloody marys, grilled oysters and pasta that my mom had made. It was a really nice night and my parents were being strangely well behaved. I think they must like him :) My dad hasn't had a negative thing to say about him yet, which makes me think he's dying! The only other person he doesn't have anything negative to say about is Lace!
Anyways, we drove home, sat in the car, drank beer and listened to the Garden State Soundtrack. Yes, pretty much every night seems like something out of a movie.
PowPow comes over the other night and just doesn't seem like his normal self. I only get to see him about once a week, so usually when we see each other we're both really happy. He tells me we need to talk and my heart starts drops. My mind is racing and I almost bolt out the front door because I don't want to hear it.
His face was somber and he looked scared to even say what he was thinking. I asked if he was going to make me upset, and he said it wasn't his intention
( I kinda just wanted to hear him say ..."I am NOT breaking up with you, calm down").
It boils down to be him feeling insecure. He said the last few times he had seen me, I seemed distant and he feared I may have found someone else, or just wasn't interested anymore. That couldn't be less true. We stayed up all night and talked. I explained to him that I had in fact been falling for him since day 1, and the only reason I hadn't fallen head over heals, can't think, can't sleep in love was because I was scared. I know he's moving out of the country at some point and I fear being hurt. I want him to say he'll stay, but I know that's the most selfish thought I could ever have. He said he didn't want to fall in love with only half of me- I'd have to open up and give him as much as he's given me, which until now I'd thought I had.
The following day we went to my parents house for bloody marys, grilled oysters and pasta that my mom had made. It was a really nice night and my parents were being strangely well behaved. I think they must like him :) My dad hasn't had a negative thing to say about him yet, which makes me think he's dying! The only other person he doesn't have anything negative to say about is Lace!
Anyways, we drove home, sat in the car, drank beer and listened to the Garden State Soundtrack. Yes, pretty much every night seems like something out of a movie.
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