Simply Quotes Tonight

<---some of the greatest joy in my life :)

8/4/09

"To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all." - Oscar Wilde

"Be the change you wish to see in the world." -Gandhi



"I strive everyday to stand at the cross road where elegance meets eloquence. True beauty lies within the grace, compassion and perseverance to bring the best out of everyone. Be knd, Be thoughtful, Be honest. Be yourself."- Me (it's my blog...get over it)

"Always be yourself. Just always be your BEST self."

Dear Dad, The trophy is still yours.

Tonight I had one of those life moments—where all of a sudden you hear you parents words come out of your mouth! Oddly enough—it was my father tonight. The night of laughter all started with a simple daily female venting. A dear friend of mine was discussing work issues from that day, and just like the best of all females, quite emotionally. I quietly sat there and listened to her talk…half way through I stopped her and asked her what the actual PROBLEM was and then eerily calm and rationally reminded her you can not solve a problem with emotion, just logic. This-of course- stunned the female filled room.

This spawned a discussion where I very proudly told stories to dear friends about the best man I have ever known- my father. My dad, you see, has this unbelievable way of remaining emotionally free from all situations. Whether this was a learned trait from having two very estrogen ridden daughters, or a natural gift he honed himself; I gained a very funny new insight and respect for my dad tonight. Kind of one of those “ah ha” moments followed by a dose of a shit eating “I get it now” grin!

Growing up I had an unnerving fear of my father...not out of worry about being hurt, let down or yelled at but he had this way of never losing. Not losing his temper, his tone, or the battle. By the time it got to him, I had lost—but only after brutal honest truth, delivered in a manner even a criminal couldn’t dispute. He truly missed a calling in mediation.

In keeping with my dads love of golf I have decide that his way of dealing with his girls is likely his way of playing the sport. I will never forget-nor can I wait to implement “the love of the game”. As I get older I start to see how I always lost, and he always won. He would sit in the over sized chair in our family room, gleaning at me with a poker face I swear would make ESPN proud. He would set the remote control down on the arm of the chair, sort of like trying to pick the best driver out of the bag. The TV, by the way, only turned to mute, just to be able to follow the show during what I have come to now call the “tee-up.” Once I spilled everything; tears, emotion, the story, his” tee-up”; he never skipped a beat. With me it was mostly the same driver—a look on his face which I always blindly read as understanding, however, far from the reality. It was always a face of pure bewilderment. He would calming approach the ball (me) and hit it so hard with a straight and direct dose of reality, it was bound to be a hole in one every time. Tiger couldn’t even compete with him on this course. I loathed his “golfing” ability. Somehow, I always left feeling like I was his handicap.


I couldn’t stop laughing tonight. All these years I never understood him. Thought he never understood me. Little did I know, he understood me quite well, and was dealing with me the best way possible, emotion free. I guess it will take me years, even possibly a life time, to learn how to be so calm when the person you’re trying to help you have so much emotion for.

Tonight trying to be more like my Dad is my willing accomplice.

Jane Hirshfield- Given sugar, Given salt

"You could learn,
The mirror tells me, late at night
But lacks conviction.
One reflected eyebrow quivers a little."

-- Mathematics

One of my favorite poets, Jane Hirshfield and a clip from her poem Mathematics. Life is about growing, learning, changing...so why is it that more often than not one lacks the true conviction to do so? Is it out of pure disregard or laziness? For me, it is in the fear of letting go. Deviating from societies plan. Nothing frightens me more than the sensation of loosing all control. Yet, I try to remind myself that it is in those moments of pure fate that life is most in control and that timing is ultimately the largest player in destiny.

Tonight conviction to let go is my willing accomplice.

Song of the Moment 8/3/09

I found God
On the corner of First and Amistad
Where the west
Was all but won
All alone
Smoking his last cigarette
I said, "Where you been?"
He said, "Ask anything".

Where were you
When everything was falling apart?
All my days
Were spent by the telephone
It never rang
And all I needed was a call
It never came
To the corner of First and Amistad

Lost and insecure
You found me, you found me
Lyin' on the floor
Surrounded, surrounded
Why'd you have to wait?
Where were you? Where were you?
Just a little late
You found me, you found me

In the end
Everyone ends up alone
Losing her
The only one who's ever known
Who I am
Who I'm not, who I wanna be
No way to know
How long she will be next to me

The city breaks
I've been callin'
For years and years and years and years
And you never left me no messages
Ya never send me no letters
You got some kinda nerve
Taking all my world




http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=obhdTlImFBo

With every thing there is a beginning...

So..I thought I would give this a try. Majoring in writng and literature it has felt so odd to not be able to write and share about random thoughts, songs, or even stream of conscience. I will give this a shot and see how it goes. It is more on my own selfish accord but hopefully one or two people out there will enjoy.

8/2/09

Life is determined by so many factors... Judged so shallowly by most. You never know when your number will be called. Words can last a life time and so can a simple act of kindess. I've come to believe that love, the one that lasts a life time, is not of fairy tales and romance, but yet of the faith and dedication to a person for everything they are and everything they could never be. Loving someone for all their faults and having them love you for all of yours in return.

Tonight a renewd faith in people and love is my willing accomplice

-L