Appreciate Your Journey

This morning I received this poster from William, a man I am connected to on Messenger. About once aweek or so we exchange something – usually of a positive nature or something about society that needs to change. Today I decided to post our exchange because it is something I feel strongly about.

Think about the words on this poster. What do they mean to you? It’s not about just appreciating your life, but how it causes you to do something about the next step in your life. Life is a journey. It never stays stagnant. How do you get to the next step of where you are going – and what is the purpose? Where are you going? Do you just let life slap you around? Do you understand it is the causes you make that produce the effects in your life and YOU are responsible for that? It would be great if you could blame something or someone else for the bad shit, but you can’t. And it is what you learn through dealing with it that gets you to the next step – if your eyes are open wide enough to see it. Below is my response:

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Many people do not have enough appreciation for their lives. They take it for granted and waste the time they have to explore their own potential. There is no hunger to see what they are capable of, settling for security – if they have it – and going no farther, often stepping on other people to acquire it. The human race is so incredible and many who belong to it are such a disappointment. If we could have but a glimpse inside their psychological thinking to see how they justify to themselves the evil they do. Do they know it? Does it affect them? I’ve been on a rant the last couple days – more than usual, if that is possible.

But in the end – of our own lives – the only legacy we can leave behind that has true value is the effect we had on other lives, and did that effect make a positive difference in their lives. Many people want to be remembered in some way but being remembered Isn’t enough. It is the causes and effects of who you are that matters.

Thanks for your message today. You caught me in a philosophical frame of mind. 😒You have a great day, too.

A Room Full of People And Nobody is There

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I am not like most other people I meet and I know that. It’s hard to pretend to be like them because they can’t even see what the difference is. They feel it, it scares them and they make no attempt to understand it. They push me away. It has been so evident on this “vacation”. It has made me understand why it has been so hard with members of my family. I’ve known it, thought I could change it -help them understand, and couldn’t, but this has made it definite. You can pick your friends, but you’re stuck with your family.

 

I think a lot about the meaning of life. I think about what a friend is. I think it means more to me than it does to many other people. Let me rephrase that. I want friends who have something to say. People who don’t waste their life, or disrespect their life; those who live their lives honestly. People who have a desire to continually learn and dig beneath the surface away from only being able to talk about the weather. Maybe that’s why they are so hard to find. The world has a bunch of acquaintances that only go skin deep. I want more from a friend than I think most people  have the ability to give, or perhaps they have no clue what it means. Sometimes, in a rare moment of time I meet someone I immediately know understands and can talk for hours exchanging ideas and philosophies. But it is always disappointing when you are with someone who can only talk about their prejudices and negatives and doesn’t care who you are, what you say or what you are doing and you realize they aren’t interested at all. They don’t even know the questions to ask. They aren’t even on the same planet. You realize then there is nothing there that matters. How do you have a conversation when you have nothing in common?

What is a Friend?

It’s like the question; what is a sister? Is it being able to talk about all your aches and pains because you both have them? Is it being able to talk about disappointments in your grown children wondering why they became who they are? Is the weather the only safe subject? Wow, it’s really hot today. That’s deep. Do you talk about life? No. That is too touchy. They have no idea why they believe what they do because they never really thought about it. It’s just an abstract thing they don’t even try to understand. Conversation is shallow and meaningless as they wait to die and don’t care if they do. They leave nothing behind for anyone to remember they were ever here. That describes almost everyone I meet. The sad thing is that there is no interest to understand what that means. Who am I to think I could have something to teach them that could affect their life in a positive way?

“I am a Christian,” I am often told. I commend myself most of the time for refraining from asking, “Why?” What would the answer have been? “Because . . .” without really knowing why or realizing that your faith should impact how you live your life. “Because . . . that is what I was told and I never questioned it. It’s about going to this place called heaven after you die, but it doesn’t alter how they live their life or how they treat the people around them. But how can you be a Christian and be so judgemental and hateful toward others? Doesn’t being a Christian mean anything to you? Why would anyone want to be a Christian if they were looking at you as a guide for behavior? But I didn’t talk about any of this. I realized I would be speaking a language that wouldn’t be understood and I’d be beating my head against the wall. I have  a friend who is a Christian who lives her faith as though it is important to her. She really believes and understands the Bible because she makes a concerted effort to study and apply it. We have interesting conversations because we respect each other. We exchange ideas without trying convert each other.

The meaning of life

 

Most people have no clue why they believe what they do. Recently my 36 year old daughter found fault with me as a parent because I didn’t teach her about Christianity when she was a child. Why would I do that? I was a devout agnostic long before she was born and began studying Buddhism from the time she was eight. Why would I teach her a religion with a God when I believed there was no such thing. I also didn’t teach her about the Muslim faith or Judaism, Scientology or Wiccan.  Don’t blame me for your unhappiness. I won’t accept the responsibility. When the woman I was just traveling with declared, “I am a Christian.” I bit my tongue and didn’t say, “Lot of good that’s doing you because you sure are miserable.” I kept that to myself. They don’t get it. If your faith doesn’t enable you to be happy while you live, what’s the point? You think happiness comes after you die? Life is for the living, not the dead.

Idea exchange

 

I met a man at a campsite laundry room while traveling in a motor home in Arizona. (Why anyone would want to live in 111 degree weather -in the  shade – is beyond me) He was Albanian and had traveled the world. Astute in the politics of countries. I learned from him. He came to the US 30 years ago and has lived by himself in the desert for 21 years and enjoys the solitude. Very much a hermit lifestyle, but still he craves human conversation. In me he met someone who loves to talk. We covered many subjects. He comes to the campsite laundry room to wash his clothes. I don’t even know his name. I think he was in his 60’s. We hit it off right away and talked for probably 2 hours about many aspects of life from religion to politics to people. He explained how and why people in other countries feel about us as they do. We have done horrible things to people in other countries yet we think we are the good guys. We aren’t. We didn’t get this powerful by being nice.  They are retaliating. Can you blame them. Our people are soft. We wouldn’t last a week in the countries we decimate. Our country is fat and stupid. Kids graduate high school and can’t even count back change at a register if it didn’t tell them how much to give. Every week there is another mass shooting, but don’t dare try to take away my gun! I might need to protect myself from my neighbor when I see him in Walmart. I wouldn’t set foot in a Walmart. If you have to ask why it’s too late to teach you. I don’t support corporations that help destroy the country for greed.

Many people think we are the good guys, but are we? I don’t think so. There are still people who think our military is protecting democracy. It’s not. We go to war because it makes corporations rich. People suck it up watching Fox news and think it’s the truth. But still, my new friend said, as fucked up as this country is -it’s worse out there and he wouldn’t want to live anywhere else. Wouldn’t it be great if we stopped raping this country out of greed? Wouldn’t it be great if the people who lived here mattered and the 1% didn’t run us over time and again? Wouldn’t it be great if our elections weren’t a farce?

I have often heard the phrase, “Never talk religion or politics” but talking with this man was such a pleasure. It was the only honest conversation I had the entire month I was gone. How wonderful to have a conversation with someone who understands what you are talking about.  It’s rare. He knew what I meant when I said it was hard to find people who didn’t take offense because I am outspoken about what I believe to be true. He said those people are out there. Keep searching. Okay, I will.

How Important Is It To You To Stay Alive?

I’ve been fighting heavy health issues for many years trying to stay alive, so I have researched inside out and upside down how to eat right – and why. Naturally, as I get older, the battle gets harder. The pollutants in our water, the earth and air has intensified these diseases to the point that we expect them and now consider them “old age” diseases. We get sicker faster. Unfortunately many people don’t do anything about it, or they gave up trying. You only need to go to a grocery store and look at the crap people buy to feed not only themselves, but their kids. It’s sad. I force myself to keep my mouth shut – because thy know. They just don’t care enough to change their habits.

I have only 5 weeks to go taking medication to finally get rid of Hepatitis C. So far so good. If it is STILL gone in August I can say I’m cured. It won’t fix what was already damaged but it won’t damage anything anything else. Now I have to get healthier. So I continue to read and learn about my body. In addition to my problems, my sister had quadruple heart bypass surgery in 2015, and both sisters, my mother and daughter and every other female in my extended family has diabetes and none of them takes it serious enough to stop eating the food that’s killing them. I have no idea about the men. I can’t see why things would be different for them but quite often men have a harder time agreeing to see a doctor and from the men I have known it’s easier for them not to admit they have a problem. I just don’t understand why. It doesn’t make things go away.  Also, Diabetes medicine does not stop diabetes damage.

healthy heart2 weeks ago a 43 year old niece from my first marriage, my children’s first cousin, unexpected died one day at work. She was fine when she left for work. She never came home. She had diabetes. She had a heart attack. My daughter also had blood tests a couple weeks ago.  Her cholesterol is so high they can see it backed up in her blood without any further tests.  I have doubts she has the strength to change. She wants to change, but she accepts that she can’t.  What am I supposed to do with that?

One of my sisters has 2 adult children who have scary high cholesterol – through the roof.  Both parents have heart problems.  Why is heart disease the #1 killer? Hep C gave me a condition that if I don’t get a point of blood taken out will cause a stroke. Hemachromatosis. I’m very lucky the condition was caught. I love it when a Dr says, “I have good news and I have bad news news”. I’ve heard it often enough. Getting rid of Hep C now is too late to change that, so I can’t ignore what I have to do to stay healthy. Why do people ignore diabetes? Is it because SO many people have? It’s so common that people have a ho hum attitude about it ? I know this isn’t everyone. Some people do care, but it isn’t a high percentage.

People often try to fix medical problems by taking a pill and not changing what they eat. How do I know? All these people are overweight. If they were eating right they wouldn’t be. Don’t they care about dying?  Everyone was so very sad when my niece died. Her brother said, “God, give her back!” He was grieving.  She had been very heavy all her life. Did anyone say, “I don’t want to lose you. I love you. Please take better care of yourself”. Now it’s too late.  You need to be pro-active with your life while you have the chance. If it is important that you live, that is.

I have heard about CoQ10 for a long time but never really looked into what it is until a month ago. I AM NOT ADVOCATING THIS BRAND. I chose to purchase VitaPulse – because of type of gel cap that doesn’t get destroyed before it gets to the small intestines where it’s absorbed. It also has N-Acetylcysteine – also good for your heart and lungs. I think this is worth taking so I will continue to research. Start with this article. See what you think. I’d like your opinion

http://www.smart-publications.com/articles/give-your-heart-the-healthy-herbs-and-nutrient-fuel-it-needs

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No Regrets

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No Regrets

Two birds
flying high in the sky
touching wings
in a circle side by side
always knowing when to reach
always knowing when to dive
like one mind, these two birds, knew inside

Two hearts
beating as if one
they knew to start
even though there was no sound
they feel the wind
lifting up their heart
knowing without thinking
knowing without knowing
feeling without knowing
why the time was now to fly as one

Like these birds
I never ever wondered
never knew where I was going
never wondered if I was afraid of falling from the sky
I didn’t stop to think
should I fear the crippling thought of being scared
not knowing what was on the other side?

So many years, changing directions
sharp turns to the left
no time to fear
lessons learned in life is quite a gift
No regrets
life taught me to be free
like these birds
I had to trust I wouldn’t fall
and where I am I was supposed to be

Sonni Quick . . . copyright 2015

Rhonda – Life Interrupted

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This quote is for the Quick family.  My niece, Rhonda, from my first marriage, who was the little flower girl at my wedding to her uncle, was only 4 years older than my son.  The following day was her 43rd birthday.  This was a shock for the entire family because we don’t expect something like this to happen to someone who had no life threatening medical problems that she knew of. She never made it home that day.

Last week, on her last day at work, she was cleaning out her office because she and her husband Donovan were moving the next day to live closer to their twin boys who were going to school at LSU.  They were packed ato leave and the  boys missed her.  She and Donovan were ready to go on with a life that held all the promises of a new chapter to live.  She missed her boys.  But she was found that day by an employee, gone, for no obvious reason.  She was okay when she left for her last day of work, regretfully alone, with no one to say goodbye to. That thought brings tears to my eyes.

The Quick family is a large family.  At least they have each other.  Lots of kids and grandkids and great grandkids, aunts, uncles and cousins.  The matriarch, my former mother-in-law is a wonderful woman, who has always had a full house and everyone was always welcome.  I may  have divorced her son, but I didn’t divorce the family.  My heart goes out to all of them at this time.

LIFE INTERRUPTED  by Sonni Quick   copyright 2015                                                      (please use headphones if using  a cellphone or laptop – piano tones sound tinny without good speakers.)

Donovan, her husband, I never had a change to meet, but I heard about thim hrough the years.  My daughter, Rhonda’s first cousin, said he loved her very much.  Please accept this gift of music,  I recorded this yesterday for Rhonda.  I turn the feelings I have inside into music so I have something to share with you and your boys and the rest of the family.

Debbie, her mother, I’m so sorry.  There are no words that will suffice.  Richie, Sandy, BJ, and Robert  – her siblings – take care of yourselves.  Be good to yourself.  We should appreciate every day we have because we never can know how short life our life could be.

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To my readers:  There is also a link to this piece of music “Life Interrupted” on facebook. It will also take you to other tracks at http://soundcloud.com/sonni-quick.  Soundcloud is a new venue I’m using for music I write, so if you like what you hear, please like and share, because those numbers influence new people who chance upon my name.  Most of this music I want to share with the publication of the book I’m writing, “Inside The Forbidden Outside”.  Self promotion is a long, hard labor of love.  Soundcloud is a great place to hear new artists, as well as established ones.

Also – if you are new to my work, please visit my other blog, “My Name is Jamie. My Life in Prison” http://mynameisjamie.net, which is about Jamie Cummings, the father of one of my grandsons who been inside for fourteen years of his life.  His Birthday is January 10th and I posted his address if anyone would like to send him a birthday card.  This blog tells you the human side of people in prison which is far different than what you probably think it is.  We a have a lot of room in our hearts to care about people who are less fortunate.

It Takes a Certain Kind to be Unkind

. . . . .So many times I have opened my mouth when I should have kept it shut, even though it felt so good at the moment I said it. It is taking a life time of learning this. I wonder if I’ll learn it before I die!

It's In The Tale

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It had been a beautiful day. A great picnic, at an incredibly scenic place. Lush greens, woods of oak and other trees I don’t know of, a lake, a hundred-year-old hacienda, a cottage with roses growing all around. Marvellous people, an extravagant potluck lunch, bonhomie…and then it was time to wrap up on this high note of pleasure. But nothing perfect lasts forever – forever? This didn’t even last through a picnic!

As I gathered my things: crockery, cutlery etc and put them back into my bags, one of the bags – the bigger one – toppled over knocking another smaller one off the bench on which some of us had placed our stuff. I was engrossed in what I was doing, getting out my medicines which I had to take at that hour, and I didn’t register the sound of anything falling off. In my favour, I could add…

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