Lightening in a bottle

What is it society is reaching for, stretching towards?  

Acceptance?

Peace?

Love?

A world that tolerates?

Nonjudgmental cohabitation?

Joy?

Understanding?

Who is it that gets the most grief for being different, lacking responsibility, being weird, or freaky?

Mostly free spirits who are living exactly what mainstream seeks. 

Explain this disparity to me please. 

late thought

If the air is so pure and clear on the high road why is it so hard to breathe?

Polly Anna lives here

Perhaps I make things too easy. Or at least my thought process.  I am quite sure the vast majority of humans would accuse me of that. And For those of you aware of the stacidom, I suppose that doesn't help either. 

However, life is going to roll on whether I want it to or not. Things are going to happen that are simply out of my control. So I can dig my heels in and protest, complain and buck. Or I can emit goodness with the intention of getting goodness back. 

I mean what is the worst thing that could happen?  I could get a whole lot of crap in return instead of a whole lot of good. But my positive happy, attitude is still better than a crappy one no matter what the world throws at me. 

Excuse me while I go sing The Hills are Alive with the Sound of Music. :)

Sleep

Sleep when you are exhausted 

Sleep when you can't take any more

Sleep when you are sad

Sleep when answers cannot be found

Sleep when you are too tired for daydreaming

Sleep when all else fails

And when you wake up the universe will smile and sigh in anticipation of all the greatness just waiting for you to claim 

past time

quietly slipping back into the writing game.  it seems as if something as simple as a different computer situation has stifled my writing.  but that is not entirely true if i am perfectly honest.  others remarks and sideways glances robbed me of the confidence i once used to write.  my thoughts are mine and do not need validated.  and everyone is entitled to their own opinion.  but the mere act of publishing them on here opens, and in fact, invites others opinions, comments, remarks.  so i am toughening my skin and beginning the journey again.

suffice it to say i am in a much different place now from the last time i posted.  i have moved.  twice.  across country.  both times.  crazy!  the story of the moves will undoubtedly unfold over the course of my writing.  each move was exhilarating and exciting and just what i needed at the time - but they came with a price tag even i was unprepared for.  don't get me wrong - i do not have regrets - well, maybe one - i should have moved years ago! 

that is not to say where i was living was a bad place.  it is not.  in fact it is a perfect spot!  i look at it this way:  remember your favorite pair of pants/shirt/shoes/etc. from when you were say 15 years old?  no matter how fabulous that treasured item was to you at the time, eventually you outgrew it or your taste changed and you no longer held it out as "the only" or as "the best".  that doesn't take away one smidgen of the specialness that was wrapped up in it.  it is just passed its time.  that is what i felt - i was past my time to stay.