Showing posts with label transcendentalism. Show all posts
Showing posts with label transcendentalism. Show all posts

Friday, July 2, 2010

Heaven When We're Home

Once upon a time (now-a-days), there was this song that kept springing up in my head. Sometimes triggered by listening to the cd, but most often because a thought I was having reminded me of it. This song is full of wisdom and truth if there is such a thing as truth. Maybe just Wisdom is truth enough for now. But, this song has kind of become an anthem, an encouragement to me. It is my just-right song.

Heaven When We're Home
by the Wailin' Jennys

Don't know what time it is, I've been up for way too long
and I'm too tired to sleep
I call my mother on the phone, she wasn't home,
and now I'm wandering the street
I've been a fool, I've been cruel to myself
I've been hanging onto nothing
when nothing could be worse than hanging on
And something tells me there must be
something better than all this
I've fallen many times in love and every time
it's been with the wrong man
Still I'm out there living one day at a time
and doing the best I can
Cuz we've all made mistakes
that seem to lead us astray
But every time they helped to get us where we are today
And that's a good a place as any
and it's probably where we're best off anyway
It's a long and rugged road
and we don't now where it's headed
But we know it's going to get us where we're going
And when we find what we're looking for
we'll drop these bags and search no more
'Cuz it's going to feel like heaven when we're home
It's going to feel like heaven when we're home
There's no such thing as perfect,
and if there is we'll fnd it when we're good and dead
Trust me I've been looking
but tonight I think I'll go and take a bath instead
And then maybe I'll walk a while
and feel the earth beneath me
They say if you stop looking
it doesn't matter if you find it
And whose to say that even if I did
it's what I'm really looking for
It's a long and rugged road
and we don't now where it's headed
But we know it's going to get us where we're going
And when we find what we're looking for
we'll drop these bags and search no more
'Cuz it's going to feel like heaven when we're home
It's going to feel like heaven when we're home

(Note: I do not believe I have fallen in love with the Wrong Man.)

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Oh, this doesn’t solve any household/grooming issues?

Some things I’m applying to all aspects of my life lately that can help you too:

1. I’ve decided I am a transcendentalist. No, this does not mean I use crystals to heal my thyroid or whatever. I still love my God and still pray. I have just come to accept that the world transcends my own understanding. The world, the universe actually, is so big that there is no way that I can understand it. God is in everything so everything is a part of him. I am. You are. All of the things that happen in the universe - bad or good - are part of a plan that we cannot entirely understand. So, acceptance or as some call it, faith, allows me to just be. And accept every single person the way he is and love him for his individuality. :)

2. Simplify. Do I need it? Do I love it? If not, then it is gone.

3. Hatred is rooted in fear. If I know it cannot hurt me, I have no reason to hate. Hatred and anger and grudges are all rooted in FEAR.

4. Part of giving is sometimes taking. I love to give to people - give my time, my love, my heart, my ideas. I have a really hard time TAKING. My dad brought this to my attention the other day when I wouldn’t let him wash my car. He loves to do things for other people too. He was trying to stay awake so he wanted to wash all of the visitors’ cars. He said he and I both have such a hard time taking gifts from other people. I have had to do a heck of a lot of borrowing this year, and the only way I’ve been able to kick my pride horse in the mouth (ew, where did I come up with that?) is to say I AM GOING TO PAY IT BACK EVEN IF I HAVE TO STEAL THEIR BANK ACCOUNT NUMBER AND DEPOSIT IT MYSELF. So, when I can give, I do. I joined the Blacksburg freecycle.org and am giving all of those annoying easter eggs to a girl that can use them. I also regularly give to Goodwill (I’ve taken at least 2 car loads of STUFF in the last two months). If I can give so easily and people can take so easily, why can’t I? So, I am taking. My friend is treating me to a special pampering outing. I said I’d let her.


Walt Whitman - Always a source of inspiration