I recently finished reading, “Backwards: Returning to Our Source for Answers,” by Nanci Danison. It’s a fascinating read as the author describes what people have come to recognize as a near-death experience, but she refers to her adventure into the unknown as a “beyond-death experience.” Or that she experienced “temporary death,” which implies a longer time out of the corporal self and an ultimate return – with vivid memories of what happened.
I took part of the day yesterday to be a music day. I don’t always take time out to listen to music, but I believe it’s one of the most magical creations that flows through people.
And it always takes me away to a place where I’m happy.
It’s similar to writing, in a way, because there are a limited number of musical notes, but an unlimited number of combinations of those notes to produce, well, to produce something magnificent.
Only so many words, but we writers craft them in so many ways.
And from my various pics you know that I’m rather fond of sunsets and sunrises too. And sometimes, you just happen to be at the right place at the right time to catch a glorious one.
So here’s a combination of a sunset with a song. Hope you enjoy it. And while it’s playing, I’ll go back to that creative corner in my mind and ponder the next writing . . .
Photo: Somewhere in the Southwest that I’m missing today 🙂
I’ve been having fun kicking out the blog posts the past few days and digging into other blogs searching for those words that make my brain light up with joy. And one of the themes that keeps swirling around that I’ve noticed on some of the other blogs has to do with whether you’re a success.
How on Earth are you going to gauge that one?
Success in whose terms? Or in what way? Or is it all a numbers game?
I had grown a bit weary of my current job in the legal profession, so I thought I’d back track and check out the market in nursing. After all, all of my colleagues had remarked, at one time or another, that I always had my first career to fall back on.
And, I was excited because I found a job where I thought I could put both my nursing and legal expertise to work as the director of nursing for a long-term care facility. The hiring manager was even more so excited when he reviewed my resume. It was the fastest phone call I ever received in response to an online job application.
My interview was set for just a few days away, but by the time I arrived at the facility, something drastic had changed in the way I was treated and by the demeanor of everyone I encountered in the building. I was shuffled off to a dark conference room and told to wait.
My blogging friend, LA, recently wrote a couple of posts about one of the traditions surrounding the marriage contract. And yes, while the piece of paper a couple signs says “marriage license” it’s actually a contract with a lot of implied terms and conditions.
The tradition LA had focused on was that of the men asking parental permission to marry their daughter. This question provoked some good discussion on the possible drawbacks of maintaining such a tradition in modern times.
At the same time this discussion was transpiring, I came across an article suggesting that married couples needed an additional contract, a “relationship contract,” especially if they were a dual-career couple.
If you’ve read many of the posts on my blog, you know that I talk about hiking in Nature a lot. This is part of my spiritual practice, to get out in the Natural World. But a friend asked a reasonable question not long ago, so I decided to think about it and write something on it. They asked:
“What’s the difference between hiking and walking?”
It turns out that is a bit more profound than it seems, because we, as humans, like to define and differentiate things. To the extreme. 😊
I don’t know about you, but when I venture out to run my errands and conduct my routine business I run into a lot of other people. Unhappy people. You can see it in their faces.
The tension, the anger, the urgency.
That urgency can be about any number of things. It could be them wondering how they are going to pay the bills, or keep their old car running, or thinking about how unhappy they are in their current relationships. After all, most of the unhappy people I see are in pairs. They are griping at each other, seething with hostility, loathing their very existence, or perhaps their partner’s existence.
It strikes me as odd. Why aren’t there more happy people around?
And then you see someone who is absolutely radiant. Nothing but happiness, smiles, contentment, joy. Peace. Full of life.
What’s going on? What’s the difference?
They’re in love.
Back around the turn of the century, there was a famous Orloy Trotter Horse in Germany who was acclaimed for being able to perform arithmetic and other intellectual feats. The horse’s name was Clever Hans.
After a formal investigation into his skills, a psychologist claimed the horse was smart, but only in the sense that it paid attention to the reactions and body language of his trainer. The trainer, it was said, had no idea the horse was eyeing him for the cues on how to respond to the ongoing tests.
Well, this story is not about Clever Hans.
Warning: I have a bit of a sarcastic, sardonic, and cynical sense of humor. I think a lot of people do, but some don’t, and they may not get my attempts to poke fun at things. That’s ok, but I just wanted to warn the reader that’s where we’re headed today, down sarcastic, cynical lane. 😊
Disclaimer: And while I’m poking fun at a business conference below, understand that I’m not really trying to belittle the people who made their presentations. They were all very nice people and some were incredibly smart folks. That doesn’t mean we can’t have a sense of humor about the topics being presented and the terminology they used.
Ok, so yesterday I was having a little fun with some new words and phrases coming out of the business sector. And I ended that post by mentioning something else I did once at a work conference. Something I thought was rather amusing, and you can do this too the next time you’re at one of those oh-so-boring meetings.
Some days, it’s just difficult for me to resist. Poking fun at language and usage.
Especially with the business community.
Whenever I worked for big organizations, it seemed that some managers were always trying to justify their existence by constantly rebranding the old with a new term, or maybe even coming up with a new label and experiment to further dehumanize the workforce. After all, it’s easier to mistreat staff and dispose of them that way.
One of my most despised manager’s famous quotes was: “Attrition is our friend.”
I mean, how do you justify having 400 managers for a 400-bed hospital? And yes, I worked at such a place as an RN. I used to joke, although it wasn’t that funny, that each patient could have their own personal billing executive, but they had to share their nurse with six other patients. And when a patient died, I quipped, “I guess we can fire his manager now.”
Well, I’m back. Sort of. And momentarily.
The launchpad. The place I always leave from 🙂
The summer travels are complete and planning is on the way for the next round. Hopefully some more before winter sets in. And definitely more on the distant horizon of 2020.
If I had my choice, I’d never land. I’d stay in perpetual motion.
For the moment, that is not meant to be.
Things are a little different in the world of being single. When you go out in public, you’re often the odd man or woman out. And I particularly note this to be the case when you go to a dining establishment. Even more so if the place has an ego.
Yes, businesses have egos too. They like to craft an image to promote youth, beauty, and affluence. If you’re eating there, you must have money, the food must be gourmet, and you must be part of that “elite” class that expects, and gets, the best service.
Yes, the sun rises behind you.
That’s what those side mirrors are for. 🙂
The old, one-handed while driving cell phone shot.
I wanted to offer my apologies as I’m in motion right now and may be absent or here sporadically for a while. Hopefully, I’ll return occasionally with a good tale or two. And, of course, to catch up on all of your great posts!
So far, the wildlife and wildflowers have been amazing ! Pics to follow too.