Just turned on Catfish The Movie, a very cool documentary about a guy who meets someone online who is not who they said they were. There’s a story, when live cod were shipped to Asia from North America, the fish’s inactivity in their tanks resulted in only mushy flesh reaching the destination; but fishermen found that putting catfish in the tanks with the cod kept them active, and thus ensured the quality of the fish. CATFISH are people in everyone’s lives who keep us active, always on our toes and always thinking. Interesting! The woman/catfish in the documentary that has him on the hook is a good fiction writer, she could be paid for making stuff up, rather than just to keep from being bored. People don’t realize that the path of least resistance for them is where their success lies. Even if they are just a bored scammer. She could turn that into a paying career, rather than playing with other people’s hearts. God works thru people like that no less than He works thru me and you.
Yearly Archives: 2013
Some days it’s just hard to stay in the body
Some days I feel so happy and light and free that it’s all I can do to keep from floating away.
My Paypal debit card gets hacked – with happy ending
My Paypal debit card got hacked! But even when “bad” stuff happens to me, it’s not all that bad. I saw it as soon as I checked email, then called and Paypal reversed it right away and ordered a new card sent. Although I got hacked, I didn’t lose any money. I purposely keep a very low balance in my account. The only way it could have happened is if a dishonest employee wrote the number down and used it unethically. Since I only use my Paypal debit card for automatic payments, and I only have one of those, I contacted VM and wrote, “I love VM, thanks for existing. I use my Paypal debit card to pay you each month and this month, 4 days after you ran the charge, my Paypal card number was hacked. I use the card only to pay you, my only automatic payment, so my thought is management might have a chat with the person who had access to that card number to process the payment. They might also take note of what other customers s/he handled that day. Those customers may not make the connection if they use their card a lot. I don’t, so it’s a no brainer. I’ll get the new card number to you when I get it. Thanks for all you do! And one dishonest employee does not turn me against VM *hug*” I don’t hold it against them and I wanted to give them a heads up to help break a cycle.
In a mind clear as still water even the waves, breaking, are reflecting its light. — Dogen Zenji
Current mood: doing the happy dance
A shell of his former self
Be like the sunflower
How beautiful to decide to deal with the monster under the bed
I love it when friends write about past mistakes they’ve made and what they’ve learned from them; when they take responsibility for what they’ve attracted in the Now as a result. A friend writes: “I think it is fair to say that my friends, family, peers and loved ones know that I don’t exactly have a propensity toward anger. Assuming that is true I did something a couple of days ago that would make up for a lifetime of refraining from this destructive emotion of anger when I wrote a letter that was unmerited, unjustified, critical and on the mean spirited side to another professional who has only had my best interest at heart. This begs the ultimate question “Have I lost my ever loving frickin mind”? The letter reflected nothing less than projection which reflected an anger that is totally displaced. Bringing pain and heart ache into the lives of others is not consistent with any form of spirituality that I am aware of.
You want to heal and teach? Tell the story as it really happened
I already know what the spin will be. The spin will be the house was in foreclosure, the court date was coming up and everyone was moving out anyway. That doesn’t negate a year of unnecessary blowups, refusal to help when asked, not paying rent, habitually lying, disrespecting your parent in their own home, letting your girlfriend do the same and causing a massive scene of hateful words upon departure. Living across the street, I hear more than I want to hear. He has never left a relationship honorably, not even with family. Both of them spin tales in their blogs about their journey of enlightenment, not writing about what actually goes on day by day, the real life lessons. Yes, he acted dishonorably and won’t admit it, but she takes it to a whole new level of continued outright fabrication. If it was me? If I had done that? I’d be sorry for the hurt I’d caused. I’d own up to what I did and recognize I did it out of a place of imbalance. I’d apologize for being unconscious and acting selfishly. Now that’s a hot topic for a blog post – the truth about a difficult situation and how you really handled it. That is what teaches, that is what heals. But, since it’s not me, I don’t expect that to happen. Continue reading
Whoever you are, the door is always open
A friend writes, “I didn’t want to leave it this way. I wanted to say I’m sorry I hurt you. You did nothing but help and I lied and took advantage. I loved you in my way. Your kindness, your light, I couldn’t handle it. Another excuse I know. But I wanted to leave with the door open between us. I am sorry.”