I want to live my life with complete and utter abandon. That is, I am willing to just let things and people be, including myself! Living with complete abandon is not necessarily being out of control. Actually, what it means to me is I am living fully...free to express my feelings, observe my zillions of thoughts and not be attached to them, and be compassionately honest with myself and everyone around me.
On another seemingly unrelated note...I just read all sorts of opinions on the book by Eckhart Tolle called A New Earth. I got so entrenched by all the negativity and anger spewing forth, it made me just about as frustrated as the person venting. I guess an issue is that people in the Christian faith are offended. Well, some of them. No, correction. One of them. This one woman was posting like crazy about Jesus being our only savior, and we are all sinners, and essentially was mad at Eckhart Tolle, or warning us against him as a false prophet. Oh jeepers.
So of course I had to give her a little peace and love offering. Sometimes I wonder, however, if she can even hear that message, or is just reading it as her opposition to be reckoned with. And is my ego involved in what I told her, or am I truly helping by being calm and serene, and definitely spiritual? OK, I guess if I have to question it, I was not being as spiritual as I had hoped. But my heart was in the right place, clearly. See how our minds can take us where we need not go? Had I not began writing about this, I would have been satisfied with my response to her and moved on. Or not be satisfied, still moving on.
But, alas, I get sucked in. I get thrown into the chaos, and seem to welcome it, perhaps even enjoy it. Hmm. Could this be one of my character challenges. For all friends of Bill, that’s my positive version of "character defects". I just came up with that. You like? I love it.
Anyway, my addiction to drama is still alive and well. Back to this living with complete abandon. I conceptualize this as the ability to live life without the burden of fear that holds so many of us down. This fear causes us to feel pain in our bodies, and our spirits suffer. I am learning to live free from fear.
I have had this overwhelming fear of not doing it right. Here is another one of my character challenges...perfectionism. So today I am writing without any edits, save spelling/grammar fixes...progress, not perfection. Ha ha. I am really good at spotting grammatical errors. I might be a good editor, actually. But this perfectionISM holds me back from fully living. I end up judging myself and others for not being perfect enough.
The spiritual, sane part of me realizes that I am imperfectly perfect, just as I am. So is everyone else. I can be at times so accepting of others, I bring out the best in them. This is beautiful. Simultaneously, I can own my own power and love myself by setting and maintaining boundaries. What a precious gift.
I wrote to this Christian woman that books and language are simply tools. I hope that my tool was used as a way to be of service to her today. I sensed great anger (fear) from her. I relate. Been there, done that.
Again, in regard to living my life with complete abandon (I want to stay on task)...I believe I am getting closer. I have expanded my weekend trips. I used to just go to Blockbuster and Trader Joes’s. I actually went to a First Thursday event at my friend’s spa (which is at this web address, btw... http://www.thehealthgallery.com/ ) and got hemp milk at Lassen’s last week. Oooh, so exciting. Ha ha. Seriously, though, that is progress.
Peace and Love to all of y’all.
Sunday, April 6, 2008
My Neighborhood
I hope to post a blog a day for the entire month of April. I just noticed I missed one on the 3rd, so I am doubling up tonight.I blogged about food (is blogged even a word?) before.
I have forgotten to mention that we have banana peels, if anyone wants some. Seriously, my neighbor Ryan works at the coffee shop called the Daily Grind, which offers smoothies and freshly squeezed juices. Anyway, I am guessing that is where the huge trash bag filled with banana peels came from. My other neighbor Starr told him they are really good for the garden. Ryan and Steph are a couple, and Mike is a geologist whose girlfriend Liz moved to South America to study espanol. Liz and I became fast friends one day, when we started hiking. Ryan is studying chemistry and Steph works full time. They are all exactly 25 years old . Steph and I talk a lot when we have the time, which has not been lately. They have barbeques, play horseshoes, like to make old things new, and are totally organic. They are all so awesome.
Ryan, Steph and Mike live in the front house, and constructed a compost container a while ago. We all contribute to this pile, and Ryan mixes it up. I throw all sorts of stuff in there, like my daily carrot juice pulp. He never complains about the plethora of flies that increase with my contributions.
We live in a small alcove off of a very busy street. We have our own community, replete with roses, garden vegetables, a loquat tree, lots of cats, and a seeing eye dog in training. We all get along well, with the exception of last night, when my next door neighbors were way too loud til really late. They had too much wine. They are the couple with Suzie, the seeing eye dog in training. They are James and Jamie to us, but Jamie calls him Ryan since their names are essentially the same. Jamie wants to learn to garden, but still feels nervous about it. I am going to teach her how to transplant, one of these days.
Starr just lost a kitty named Ophelia Rose to a sudden stroke, so she has recently accelerated her plant purchases. In fact, she has taken to calling it garden therapy. We all enjoy the route she decided upon, which resulted in more than a dozen rose plants, sweet peas, freesias, and our most recent addition, the wysteria. My favorite byproduct is the aroma of our common area. We also have jasmine in bloom at the moment, and the sweetness can make a person pause in awe just passing by.
Anna adopted my kitty Tabitha, who visits me every day and has found relief and a happy life there. She just never adjusted with 4 other cats around. Anna will call me if one of my kitties is not quite ready to come inside. On occasion, she will shut the cat door, and I walk 2 doors down to her house and pick them up. What a sweet woman, Anna. She keeps to herself most of the time, enjoying a good read on a Sunday afternoon. And she adores all kitty cats. Even before Tabitha went to live with her, Anna would have food and water out for all the neighborhood cats who came to visit her. She also brought my cat Sebastian to the hospital when I was away, and paid the bill. Sebastian never made it home from there. Anna keeps pictures of him along with her Margaret who passed several years ago, available for viewing anytime on her coffee table.
Sally is my other neighbor, who always has family living with her, or coming to visit. She is my friend Gail Jean’s mom. I almost never see her, but I see her son and grandkids all the time. This is just a taste of our wonderful little ’hood. I love my home.
I have forgotten to mention that we have banana peels, if anyone wants some. Seriously, my neighbor Ryan works at the coffee shop called the Daily Grind, which offers smoothies and freshly squeezed juices. Anyway, I am guessing that is where the huge trash bag filled with banana peels came from. My other neighbor Starr told him they are really good for the garden. Ryan and Steph are a couple, and Mike is a geologist whose girlfriend Liz moved to South America to study espanol. Liz and I became fast friends one day, when we started hiking. Ryan is studying chemistry and Steph works full time. They are all exactly 25 years old . Steph and I talk a lot when we have the time, which has not been lately. They have barbeques, play horseshoes, like to make old things new, and are totally organic. They are all so awesome.
Ryan, Steph and Mike live in the front house, and constructed a compost container a while ago. We all contribute to this pile, and Ryan mixes it up. I throw all sorts of stuff in there, like my daily carrot juice pulp. He never complains about the plethora of flies that increase with my contributions.
We live in a small alcove off of a very busy street. We have our own community, replete with roses, garden vegetables, a loquat tree, lots of cats, and a seeing eye dog in training. We all get along well, with the exception of last night, when my next door neighbors were way too loud til really late. They had too much wine. They are the couple with Suzie, the seeing eye dog in training. They are James and Jamie to us, but Jamie calls him Ryan since their names are essentially the same. Jamie wants to learn to garden, but still feels nervous about it. I am going to teach her how to transplant, one of these days.
Starr just lost a kitty named Ophelia Rose to a sudden stroke, so she has recently accelerated her plant purchases. In fact, she has taken to calling it garden therapy. We all enjoy the route she decided upon, which resulted in more than a dozen rose plants, sweet peas, freesias, and our most recent addition, the wysteria. My favorite byproduct is the aroma of our common area. We also have jasmine in bloom at the moment, and the sweetness can make a person pause in awe just passing by.
Anna adopted my kitty Tabitha, who visits me every day and has found relief and a happy life there. She just never adjusted with 4 other cats around. Anna will call me if one of my kitties is not quite ready to come inside. On occasion, she will shut the cat door, and I walk 2 doors down to her house and pick them up. What a sweet woman, Anna. She keeps to herself most of the time, enjoying a good read on a Sunday afternoon. And she adores all kitty cats. Even before Tabitha went to live with her, Anna would have food and water out for all the neighborhood cats who came to visit her. She also brought my cat Sebastian to the hospital when I was away, and paid the bill. Sebastian never made it home from there. Anna keeps pictures of him along with her Margaret who passed several years ago, available for viewing anytime on her coffee table.
Sally is my other neighbor, who always has family living with her, or coming to visit. She is my friend Gail Jean’s mom. I almost never see her, but I see her son and grandkids all the time. This is just a taste of our wonderful little ’hood. I love my home.
There is such a thing as too much research...
I overheard a radio commercial last week for a new item at Wendy’s, called the Spicy Baconator. All I heard that perked my ears was that it had 7 slices of bacon! The spokesperson claimed, "If you can’t count the amount of slices on two hands, it isn’t enough." I am paraphrasing, but you get the point. I was immediately appalled, and frankly, pretty grossed out. I love bacon, don’t get me wrong. But that portion size could feed me for 3 meals!
So, I decided to research this ridiculous burger. I went to the Wendy’s website, where they tell me, "It’s waaaay better than fast food. It’s Wendy’s." Are they actually claiming to NOT be fast food? Come on. Then, I checked out nutrition information for this Spicy Baconator. This fresh not frozen burger with 6 slices of bacon and pepper jack cheese has 1120 calories, fully loaded. The average daily caloric intake is supposed to be around 2000 calories, depending on age and body size. And...the average American is likely to order a combo meal, which includes fries and a soft drink. That makes the total close to 1500 calories. Wow.
The supersizing phenomenon began back in the 1970s, to increase revenue. So not only does the average fast food eater order the fries and drink, they get enough for 2-3 people! Portion control problems have been rising, as the weight and health issues of Americans soar. And we continue to be encouraged to consume MORE by the fast food industry.
Here’s another disturbing fact: Wendy’s and other fast foods contain enormous amounts of additives, preservatives, and artificial flavors, not to mention trans fats and loads of salts and sugars. Some of these chemicals can be found in sunscreen, semiconductors, paint, and food coloring. Ew.
I noticed that salad dressings were filled with the most additives, their ingredients list being a whole paragraph. Lettuce was the only ingredient untouched.
Anyway, whenever I get interested in knowing the facts about something in our world, I rush in like gangbusters to find out everything I can about it. If you are anything like me, you ought to check out what we have been voluntarily consuming and applying for most of our lives. Although I occasionally come off a little fanatical, I do believe it is important to know what we are being served, foods or otherwise, so that we can make conscious, healthy choices. Here are a few websites for ya.
http://www.organicconsumers.org/articles/article_8231.cfm
http://www.wendys.com/
http://www.organicconsumers.org/foodsafety/fastfood032103.cfm
http://www.ewg.org/node/21319
OK, I am now stepping off of my soapbox. Have a happy, healthy evening.
So, I decided to research this ridiculous burger. I went to the Wendy’s website, where they tell me, "It’s waaaay better than fast food. It’s Wendy’s." Are they actually claiming to NOT be fast food? Come on. Then, I checked out nutrition information for this Spicy Baconator. This fresh not frozen burger with 6 slices of bacon and pepper jack cheese has 1120 calories, fully loaded. The average daily caloric intake is supposed to be around 2000 calories, depending on age and body size. And...the average American is likely to order a combo meal, which includes fries and a soft drink. That makes the total close to 1500 calories. Wow.
The supersizing phenomenon began back in the 1970s, to increase revenue. So not only does the average fast food eater order the fries and drink, they get enough for 2-3 people! Portion control problems have been rising, as the weight and health issues of Americans soar. And we continue to be encouraged to consume MORE by the fast food industry.
Here’s another disturbing fact: Wendy’s and other fast foods contain enormous amounts of additives, preservatives, and artificial flavors, not to mention trans fats and loads of salts and sugars. Some of these chemicals can be found in sunscreen, semiconductors, paint, and food coloring. Ew.
I noticed that salad dressings were filled with the most additives, their ingredients list being a whole paragraph. Lettuce was the only ingredient untouched.
Anyway, whenever I get interested in knowing the facts about something in our world, I rush in like gangbusters to find out everything I can about it. If you are anything like me, you ought to check out what we have been voluntarily consuming and applying for most of our lives. Although I occasionally come off a little fanatical, I do believe it is important to know what we are being served, foods or otherwise, so that we can make conscious, healthy choices. Here are a few websites for ya.
http://www.organicconsumers.org/articles/article_8231.cfm
http://www.wendys.com/
http://www.organicconsumers.org/foodsafety/fastfood032103.cfm
http://www.ewg.org/node/21319
OK, I am now stepping off of my soapbox. Have a happy, healthy evening.
Friday, April 4, 2008
Vlad Clearly had Issues, but Kappa was merely flatulent
We learned about vampires and werewolves today in our Bizarre Behavior class. I love being assigned readings on vampires. How awesome it is to study the history and different ways the myth has played out in real life. We discussed two historical vampires, actual people who maimed and killed from blood lust.
The most infamous was Vlad the Impaler. Vlad was a contemporary rogue named Dracula, which means Son of the Devil. Vlad was born in 1431 in Transylvania, Hungary. As a boy, he and his brother were kept as hostages of the Turks, where they were forced to live until adulthood. He later took over the throne and formed an alliance with the Turks.Well, he had a thing about impaling. In 1569, he had an Easter Sunday feast for the townfolk. Vlad arrested most of the guests, and impaled the rest. On another occasion, he invited all those unfortunates-the poor, crippled, hungry. He fed them, then proceeded to lock the room and set it on fire. This was merely the beginning.
Vlad impaled 30,000 people in one day, for tax evasion. He also boiled and burned people alive, and disemboweled pregnant mothers. Turks had turbans nailed to their heads after they refused to remove them. Vlad was eventually imprisoned, but allowed freedom to come and go. Personally, this makes no sense to me...it's an oxymoron to be imprisoned and free at the same time. During this time, he continued to kill, and was known to impale animals and even insects. Aside from being horrified, I wondered what he used to impale an insect...a toothpick? This was one sick man.
On a much lighter note...We learned of the Japanese mythical creature named Kappa. This monkeylike critter with reptilian features has 3 ani (that is plural for anus, by the way...), which explains the powerful fart. Kappa-Maki is a popular sushi dish, named this because the Kappa finds cucumber is delicious. Kappa can function as a vampire, and has been blamed for bad events such as violence or disease. He stays powerful by keeping his head wet.
Another funny bit of trivia...werewolves are frequently sighted in Wisconsin. They are 7-8 feet tall, 400+ pounds, look like wolves, and stand upright like men. I wonder why Wisconsin has so many? Hmm.
I don’t know about you all, but I would much rather take my chances with the Kappa then to ever be near Vlad. Vlad was beyond bad. Farts I can handle.
The most infamous was Vlad the Impaler. Vlad was a contemporary rogue named Dracula, which means Son of the Devil. Vlad was born in 1431 in Transylvania, Hungary. As a boy, he and his brother were kept as hostages of the Turks, where they were forced to live until adulthood. He later took over the throne and formed an alliance with the Turks.Well, he had a thing about impaling. In 1569, he had an Easter Sunday feast for the townfolk. Vlad arrested most of the guests, and impaled the rest. On another occasion, he invited all those unfortunates-the poor, crippled, hungry. He fed them, then proceeded to lock the room and set it on fire. This was merely the beginning.
Vlad impaled 30,000 people in one day, for tax evasion. He also boiled and burned people alive, and disemboweled pregnant mothers. Turks had turbans nailed to their heads after they refused to remove them. Vlad was eventually imprisoned, but allowed freedom to come and go. Personally, this makes no sense to me...it's an oxymoron to be imprisoned and free at the same time. During this time, he continued to kill, and was known to impale animals and even insects. Aside from being horrified, I wondered what he used to impale an insect...a toothpick? This was one sick man.
On a much lighter note...We learned of the Japanese mythical creature named Kappa. This monkeylike critter with reptilian features has 3 ani (that is plural for anus, by the way...), which explains the powerful fart. Kappa-Maki is a popular sushi dish, named this because the Kappa finds cucumber is delicious. Kappa can function as a vampire, and has been blamed for bad events such as violence or disease. He stays powerful by keeping his head wet.
Another funny bit of trivia...werewolves are frequently sighted in Wisconsin. They are 7-8 feet tall, 400+ pounds, look like wolves, and stand upright like men. I wonder why Wisconsin has so many? Hmm.
I don’t know about you all, but I would much rather take my chances with the Kappa then to ever be near Vlad. Vlad was beyond bad. Farts I can handle.
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
Oral B Guy is so not a Smooth Operator
OK, so there’s this guy in my social psych class who one day mentioned using no toothpaste and an Oral B electric toothbrush. This was during a discussion on persuasion through advertising and marketing. He swore he was unaffected by advertising. Yet, he mentioned the brand name Oral B. I did not know his name.
After our exam today, about 5-6 of the women from the class gathered to compare answers and grumble about confusing questions. Essentially, we were holding a debriefing in the hallway. He approached and I said, "Oh, hey. You’re the Oral B guy, right? That’s how I remember you, from that day you mentioned using it." He did not clarify by offering his name.
Instead, he offered a kiss! This sounded so ridiculous. He was the only guy in a group of women, and we had amassed to about 8 of us. He said, "So, do you wanna kiss?" No one responded, so it was seemingly overlooked as a nonissue. I personally picked up on the cheesy pick up line, and immediately found enough humor to write about it in a blog.
I have been observing said Oral B guy for a few weeks, ever since he mentioned his dental care practices. He appears awkward and impulsive. He is the guy who will speak out when silence would definitely serve him. He strikes me as a bit socially inept. Mind you, we are all studying psychology to be either therapists or teachers. Oy vay, as my mom would say. I am so glad we are required to have our own therapy sessions before we begin our practice. I could just hear him saying to a client with relationship issues, "So, do you wanna kiss?"
He happened to be parked next to me this evening. He said a cheery "Goodbye, classmate" and took off to wherever life takes him. Thanks Oral B guy, for being our entertainment for the day.
After our exam today, about 5-6 of the women from the class gathered to compare answers and grumble about confusing questions. Essentially, we were holding a debriefing in the hallway. He approached and I said, "Oh, hey. You’re the Oral B guy, right? That’s how I remember you, from that day you mentioned using it." He did not clarify by offering his name.
Instead, he offered a kiss! This sounded so ridiculous. He was the only guy in a group of women, and we had amassed to about 8 of us. He said, "So, do you wanna kiss?" No one responded, so it was seemingly overlooked as a nonissue. I personally picked up on the cheesy pick up line, and immediately found enough humor to write about it in a blog.
I have been observing said Oral B guy for a few weeks, ever since he mentioned his dental care practices. He appears awkward and impulsive. He is the guy who will speak out when silence would definitely serve him. He strikes me as a bit socially inept. Mind you, we are all studying psychology to be either therapists or teachers. Oy vay, as my mom would say. I am so glad we are required to have our own therapy sessions before we begin our practice. I could just hear him saying to a client with relationship issues, "So, do you wanna kiss?"
He happened to be parked next to me this evening. He said a cheery "Goodbye, classmate" and took off to wherever life takes him. Thanks Oral B guy, for being our entertainment for the day.
Recycling Condoms?!? What will they think of next?
I read the following tip almost to the end, not realizing what day it was sent until late this afternoon. They sound quite serious about this. ..TR>
Is the third time really a charm?
The BiteYes, yes, yes! Everyone knows to turn used condoms inside-out for another go, but with a quick rinse, you can save additional latex and cash by using condoms three times before chucking ’em, instead of just two. Recycling just got 33% sexier.
The Benefits
Making cents while making love. Think of all the pennies you coulda saved if you’d adopted this tip during your slutty phase in college.
Saving the planet, one love glove at a time. According to science, if we don’t start reusing condoms more frequently, we’ll drive the wooly mammoth to extinction.
Pre-lubrication. Reusing saves lube too.
Personally Speaking...Condoms can tear during rinsing even if you’re careful, so be gentle. That said, we’ve been doing this for years, and it’s resulted in only three unexpected pregnancies.
Wanna Try?
Centers for Disease Control and Planned Parenthood - y’know, just in case.
April Fools, Biters! Feel free to pass this along...we’ll be busy sorting through the hate mail from readers who didn’t make it this far.
Is the third time really a charm?
The BiteYes, yes, yes! Everyone knows to turn used condoms inside-out for another go, but with a quick rinse, you can save additional latex and cash by using condoms three times before chucking ’em, instead of just two. Recycling just got 33% sexier.
The Benefits
Making cents while making love. Think of all the pennies you coulda saved if you’d adopted this tip during your slutty phase in college.
Saving the planet, one love glove at a time. According to science, if we don’t start reusing condoms more frequently, we’ll drive the wooly mammoth to extinction.
Pre-lubrication. Reusing saves lube too.
Personally Speaking...Condoms can tear during rinsing even if you’re careful, so be gentle. That said, we’ve been doing this for years, and it’s resulted in only three unexpected pregnancies.
Wanna Try?
Centers for Disease Control and Planned Parenthood - y’know, just in case.
April Fools, Biters! Feel free to pass this along...we’ll be busy sorting through the hate mail from readers who didn’t make it this far.
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
Information Police in SB?
I went for my walk this morning and noticed a woman tearing down flyers off of power poles. I had actually just been wondering what they might say, as they were across the street too far from view.
I was curious about her reason for doing this. Moreover, I was a little annoyed that she was taking it upon herself to remove what someone obviously wanted others to see. Where does she get off deciding what people should or should not read? Whatever happened to free speech? I eagerly anticipated seeing another flyer. I wanted to know what this was all about. Was she offended? If I were offended by it, would I have removed the flyers too? Perhaps the message was hateful, like a racial epithet.
Then again, freedom of speech includes words we do not all agree with. Hmm.
So, as I walked past Our Lady of Sorrows Catholic Church, I saw a flyer on the ground. This was different (I had seen a graphic of a face on the other ones).
This flyer said the following:
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DOES YOUR FAITH ATTACK OTHER RELIGIONS?
___________________________________________
"In addition to being a lover of young boys and men, Jesus was prone to outbursts of temper and hatred." - L.Ron Hubbard, founder of Scientology
___________________________________________
LEARN THE TRUTH ABOUT SCIENTOLOGY
www.bible.ca/scientology-christianity.compared.htm
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When I picked it up, I only glanced at the quote, so I believed this to be particularly offensive. Honestly, I believe it is offensive to spread negativity in general, even when exposing someone like L.Ron Hubbard for the ridiculous cult leader that he is. Anyway, I believed I had just stumbled upon the same kind of offensive material I had suspected this woman may have encountered (assuming she was offended). I burst out laughing, knowing that if I were to stand my ground, I would have to leave the other flyers alone. There were several stapled to trees, which was an additional annoyance. I had even said to myself earlier that I was glad the flyers weren’t attached to a tree.
So I kept the one, and left the rest of them on the trees. I do believe in freedom of speech, whether good, bad or indifferent.
I am grateful that I am able to own my power, use my voice to spread a message of peace, love, and compassion for all sentient beings. Even those who want to suppress it.
PS. I do not endorse nor condemn scientology or the belief in Jesus as the Messiah. However, I have strong leanings toward the teachings I’ve heard throughout my life that include messages of love and patience for all humankind. I am sure you can all guess who that might be. It ain’t Ron.
I was curious about her reason for doing this. Moreover, I was a little annoyed that she was taking it upon herself to remove what someone obviously wanted others to see. Where does she get off deciding what people should or should not read? Whatever happened to free speech? I eagerly anticipated seeing another flyer. I wanted to know what this was all about. Was she offended? If I were offended by it, would I have removed the flyers too? Perhaps the message was hateful, like a racial epithet.
Then again, freedom of speech includes words we do not all agree with. Hmm.
So, as I walked past Our Lady of Sorrows Catholic Church, I saw a flyer on the ground. This was different (I had seen a graphic of a face on the other ones).
This flyer said the following:
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
DOES YOUR FAITH ATTACK OTHER RELIGIONS?
___________________________________________
"In addition to being a lover of young boys and men, Jesus was prone to outbursts of temper and hatred." - L.Ron Hubbard, founder of Scientology
___________________________________________
LEARN THE TRUTH ABOUT SCIENTOLOGY
www.bible.ca/scientology-christianity.compared.htm
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
When I picked it up, I only glanced at the quote, so I believed this to be particularly offensive. Honestly, I believe it is offensive to spread negativity in general, even when exposing someone like L.Ron Hubbard for the ridiculous cult leader that he is. Anyway, I believed I had just stumbled upon the same kind of offensive material I had suspected this woman may have encountered (assuming she was offended). I burst out laughing, knowing that if I were to stand my ground, I would have to leave the other flyers alone. There were several stapled to trees, which was an additional annoyance. I had even said to myself earlier that I was glad the flyers weren’t attached to a tree.
So I kept the one, and left the rest of them on the trees. I do believe in freedom of speech, whether good, bad or indifferent.
I am grateful that I am able to own my power, use my voice to spread a message of peace, love, and compassion for all sentient beings. Even those who want to suppress it.
PS. I do not endorse nor condemn scientology or the belief in Jesus as the Messiah. However, I have strong leanings toward the teachings I’ve heard throughout my life that include messages of love and patience for all humankind. I am sure you can all guess who that might be. It ain’t Ron.
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