mouse and gifts

From back in the life.

Well, the mouse had to go. Most of my staples are in glass jars but some are in sealed, thick plastic bags. Two were in the oven (which I use for storage). No holes in the bag of, Snyder’s pretzel pieces jalapeño (tasty). But there was getting to be way too many droppings. Not healthy. I’m hoping there was just the one.

There was a line from the main character, Lieutenant Eve Dallas, in a J.D. Robb novel.
“People are a hazard to the damn human race.”
One can chuckle at this. One could also think, Sounds about right.
Our species has come a long way over thousands of years. But in some ‘secondary’ areas, it seems we have leaned squat.

When given a gift, some respond with ‘Oh, you didn’t have to do that.’ What? I would think an acknowledgment of appreciation is more warranted. Maybe, That was kind of you. And generous. Thank you. When one responds to a gift in such a manner, it shows that one is thankful. And is also a gift back to the giver. Just seems the thing to do.

From a friend.

I came across these lines in a book, “A dictator sees the truth as a matter of will. Anything he says or dreams is the absolute truth and soon the people are forced to go along with him. For the so-called democrat, the truth is the will of the people. Whatever the majority says is the law and that law becomes truth for the people.” Made me think of the coming November election.

This winter is flying. I’ll be up in Timberon next month, unless I go somewhere else.

The ball is in your court. Pick it up and go.

Love your body. Be kind to it, nourish it, tender it.
It is the pure instrument of expression that allows you to experience life
on this plane. Ramtha

Table of Contents

RVwest article ‘Following a Free Spirit’

RVwest article ‘The Space Between the Places’


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