Posts Tagged ‘life’
While away on my international trip, I witnessed first hand the life of a chicken. After arriving at my destination, my fellow travelers and I were told that we needed to be careful as our food was behind us in the boat. I was expecting to see bags of groceries, etc. To my surprise, I turned around and met eyes with about a dozen live chickens. I thought to myself, “No way!” I am not going to look my food in its eyes and then eat it, right? Wrong! Those chickens were supposed to be my dinner for the weeks ahead. You may be wondering, if I ate the chickens… The answer is, “No!” I did not have the heart to eat the chickens that I saw walking around and clucking throughout the week.
Do I usually eat chicken? Of course, but I do not usually have the chance to see the chicken live its life before I indulge in eating it.Sorry, I have digressed a bit from my story but I thought it was important to give the backstory about how I felt about the chickens that were expected to be my dinner for the duration of my trip. Anyway, while on my trip, I watched how excited the chickens would become when it was time for feeding. When the feed was thrown on the ground, the chickens would run from every direction for their share of the meal. I noticed that the fatter chickens were the most aggressive and they fought and even pushed the thinner chickens out of the way when feeding time occurred. When I first arrived, I noticed that there were fat white chickens everywhere, but after a while I only saw the medium-sized chickens. After being summoned for dinner, I realized that the fatter chickens were being eaten first and that they were on my plate. I passed on my portions of dinner and I decided to mourn the lives of those chickens who were lost. After a few days in my new location, I took to the grounds with a hand-held video camera to do an expose with the chickens that were left. I tried to warn them that in order to stay alive they needed to stay fit, because no one will kill a skinny chicken as there just isn’t enough meat on them.
I must admit, I learned a lot from the life of a chicken. I think that the moral to my travel story was: “Stay thinner and live long. Get plump and get plucked for dinner.” This motto is not only true for the life of a chicken but I think this motto could be the key to my future weight loss ventures. Something to consider, right? Lol!
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Have you ever wondered whether or not there is a real recipe for success in life? Have you ever wondered why it seems like some people have a “proven” recipe for success while other people who seem to be working just as hard continue to struggle?
When I was a kid, my Mommy and I enjoyed finding recipes and then making the recipes. Her advice to me was, “Make sure you follow the recipe!” I would laugh and say, “I will.” I was always excited to add all of the necessary ingredients and watch it form into something tasty and something that the whole family would enjoy. In most instances, when you follow the recipe as a cook, the dish turns out great. However, there are some instances when you follow the recipe that was given and the dish DOES NOT turn out right. Why? Maybe the person who gave out the recipe forgot an intrigal part of the recipe. That happens, right? Maybe the cook did not handle the contents of the recipe correctly. Sometimes, people leave out the most important component of a recipe and this omission causes disaster to the recipe.
I was thinking. Maybe, this same thing happens in life. Have you ever read a book from an entrepenuer or someone famous who tells you their secret to success? Have you ever tried to implement some of the tools that they said would work, but when you tried it, it was an awful disaster?
In life, maybe the best thing to do is create your own recipe for success. Just maybe………………
As I previously shared, I lost two aunts last month (Sept 2010). Deaths in my family have been pretty frequent in the past five years. I have a new appreciation for life and for living the life I want and not just living the life I think I have to live. What do I mean? Well, about 10 years ago I started to feel really restless. I felt emotionally and physically depleted. I felt like I was put on this earth to do more than just work a mundane 9-5 job and pay bills. I was working a job that I enjoyed intellectually but it was starting to become old hat and this job did not allow me to use my creative side. I felt like a part of me was dying… and it was….my creative side. Creatively, I see the world with bright colors, I smell wonderful aromas, I hear wonderful sounds that amaze me, I taste foods and drinks that make me happy……all that to say life is supposed to be enjoyed and experienced. At any rate, I started having conversation with friends about my passions, but I just did not know what I wanted to do with my passions or how to make a living from them. Some friends laughed and some friends said that I was just a dreamer but I had to block all of them out and make a real decision for myself. Anyone been there before? When I was at school or work, I remember thinking many times, has my body been invaded by aliens? Is this really my life? I would come home from work, eat dinner, binge on sweet treats and get ready for the rat maze the very next day. I felt trapped! I felt cheated because this is not the life I wanted to live and it seemed like it was not the life that I chose, so how did this happen? I began to think about how I got into this rut. It all started when I began helping to care for parents at age ten. As I grew up, I spent my life continuing on that path. I do not regret helping my parents because they gave me life, but somewhere along the way, I let go of my many dreams. On really bad days, I would sing the theme song from the hit sitcom “Friends” you know the line where the song says, “You’re life’s a joke, you’re broke, you’re love life’s doa (dead on arrival). Seems like you’re always stuck in second gear, when it hasn’t been your day, your week, your month, or even your year….I’ll be there for you (now that you are singing along I can continue my story..lol).”
Anyway, in 2008, I decided to begin pursuing my passions no matter what. This decision has not been easy, but I am sooooooo glad that I made it. I am still on my journey and every step in the direction of my dream makes me feel a sense of accomplishment and personal enjoyment. So, what are your passions? Are you living your dreams or the passions that you had for yourself as a kid or teen? If you are like me, maybe you need to do some soul searching and re-discover your purpose.
If you decide to take this journey with me, please leave a comment. I will be your number one (#1) cheerleader (smiling).
As I have said before I recently lost my last parent. My Dad passed away in November 2009. After losing both parents I must admit I was devastated. Since I now have the opportunity to be on my own and to think solely about my own future, I have spent a lot of time soul searching. I keep trying to find ways to not only improve my life but the lives of those around me. I have been making very small calculated steps in the direction that I want to see my life go in. I really believe in moving toward my goals even if that means that I take small baby steps and not giant leaps. Just keep moving!!! I tell myself this everyday. Anyway, on my quest for a better self and to make the world around me a better place I have discovered how difficult it is to do the very thing that most music, movies, and people talk about in some form or another everyday…….LOVE.
First, I evaluated the word “love”. I think that the word itself is very powerful and should only be used with great respect. I think we should have more respect for the way in which we use the word “love.” For example, men and women who are in relationships will sometimes abuse one another emotionally, physically, or verbally. A few hours later, they may come back together but they never apologize or say the words, “I love you.” When we speak the words “I love you,” they should mean something. Those words should create the atmosphere of how we treat the other person. Right? So, why do we use the word love to control and manipulate others instead of to encourage and support others? For me, I have found that it is necessary for me to visit I Corinthians 13:4-8 in the Bible. I like the way Apostle Paul under the guidance of the Holy Spirit described love. Apostle Paul said:
- Love suffers long and is kind.
- Love does not envy.
- Love does not boast or praise itself.
- Love is not puffed up.
- Love does not behave itself unseemly.
- Love does not demand her own way.
- Love is not easily provoked.
- Love thinks no evil.
- Love does not rejoice in sin but rejoices in the truth
- Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, and endures all things.
- LOVE NEVER FAILS.
Wow! With this kind of description, I noticed that my love-walk is not up to par. I have to do better. I must do better…..but doing better is difficult. I mean come on!!! It’s hard to love people who always take from me and never give. It’s hard to love people who constantly disappoint me. It’s even hard to love people that do not like me. Despite all of these hindrances to love I am committed to love anyway. I will begin to chronicle my journey to know love and to know how to love. Join me on my journey and tell me how your “love journey” is going.
Some people have been asking me why I am doing a blog about my virginity. My answer is, because I want to bring back what used to be good. I think that it is alright to be an individual and not a clone. I want to show, with my own life, that I did not take the same path as everyone else, but I am still alright because I am happy with my life’s decisions. I also want to explain that being a “virgin” is just a small part of life. The majority of my life is spent loving my family, friends, and community. I educate myself, I enjoy taking pictures, singing, and playing tennis. I enjoy understanding concepts and people. I just enjoy the beauty of life. I even appreciate the lessons that tragedy has taught me. I want this blog to be a testament to everyone, especially other women, that you do not have to be defined by the act of sex. Today our culture is adamant that women should be “sexy” in all that they do. I think that this concept is ridiculous! My life is more than my sexual activity or the lack thereof. In fact, my life is full without sex right now, but if I should ever get married, sex would just be an addition to an already full life.
I think that it is so much more important to define myself by the kind of woman that I am. Am I kind to others? Do I care when others are hurting? Am I easily approachable? Do I want to see the world become a better place? My Mommy taught me to never become conceited or concerned about outer beauty but to strive to be beautiful within.
I am sharing my life on this blog because I want other people to feel the courage to tell their stories too. If we learn to love and encourage one another our homes, communities, states, and ultimately our country will be great again. Well, at least this is my vision (big smile). I still believe in miracles and that one person can make a difference. So, who wants to join me in making what used to be good, good again?