Thank You...My Lovelies...

Hi there,

Just want to say a sincere Thank You for your kind and thoughtful Birthday wishes!

Wishing you Merry Christmas and A Happy 2009 to all of you too!!

Stay well and strong, dear friends.

Sincerely,
xoxo
The Amatuer Writer ;)

BREAKFAST AT McDONALD'S.......

I have recently completed my college degree. The last class I had to take was Sociology. The teacher was absolutely inspiring with the qualities that I wish every human being had been graced with.

Her last project of the term was titled, "Smile".

The class was asked to go out and smile at three people and document their reactions.I am a very friendly person and always smile at everyone and say hello anyway. So, I thought this would be a piece of cake... literally.

Soon after we were assigned the project, my best friend and I went out to McDonald's one crisp morning. It was just our way of taking some time off of college and its workload...We were standing in line, waiting to be served, when all of a sudden everyone around us began to back away and then even my best friend did too.

I did not move an inch...an overwhelming feeling of panic welled up inside of me as I turned to see why they had moved. As I turned around I smelled a horrible 'dirty body' smell and there standing behind me were two poor homeless men. I looked down at the short gentleman, close to me, he was well..."smiling". His beautiful sky blue eyes were full of God's Light as he searched for acceptance. He said, "Good day" as he counted the few coins he had been clutching .The second man fumbled with his hands as he stood behind his friend. I'd realized the second man was mentally challenged and the blue-eyed gentleman was his salvation. I held my tears as I stood there with them. The young lady at the counter asked him what they wanted. He said, "Coffee is all Miss" because that was all they could afford. (If they'd wanted to sit in the restaurant and warm up, they had to buy something. He just wanted to be warm.)

Then I really felt it - the compulsion was so great I almost reached out and embraced the little man with the blue eyes. That is when I noticed all eyes in the restaurant were set on me, judging my every action. I smiled and asked the young lady behind the counter to give me two more breakfast meals on a separate tray. I then walked around the corner to the table that the men had chosen as a resting spot. I put the tray on the table and laid my hand on the blue-eyed gentleman's cold hand. He looked up at me, with tears in his eyes, and said, "Thank you." I leaned over, began to pat his hand and said, "I did not do this for you. God is here working through me to give you hope." I started to cry as I walked away to join my best friend. When I sat down my best friend smiled at me and said, "That is why God 'gave' you to me pal, to give me hope."

We ate and sat for a moment and at that time, we knew that only because of the Grace that we had been given were we able to give. We are not church goers, but we are believers. That day showed me the pure Light of God's sweet love. I returned to college on the last evening of class, with this story in hand. I turned in 'my project' and the instructor read it. She then looked up at me and said, "Can I share this?" I slowly, nervously nodded as she got the attention of the class. She began to read and that is when I knew that we; as human beings and being part of God share this need to heal people and to be healed. In my own way I had touched the people at McDonald's, my best friend, instructor and every soul that shared the classroom on the last night I spent as a college student.

I graduated with one of the biggest lessons I would ever learn: UNCONDITIONAL ACCEPTANCE. Much love and compassion is sent to each and every person who may read this and learn how to LOVE PEOPLE AND USE THINGS - NOT LOVE THINGS AND USE PEOPLE...

xoxo
The Amatuer Writer ;)

Let's Have A Cup of Coffee

A group of alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old university professor. Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life.

Offering his guests coffee, the professor went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups - porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal, some plain looking, some expensive, some exquisite - telling them to help themselves to hot coffee..

When all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the professor said: "If you'd noticed, all the nice looking expensive cups were taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. It is, but normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress.What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you consciously went for the best cups and were eyeing each other's cups.Now if life is coffee, then the jobs, money and position in society are the cups. They are just tools to hold Life, but the quality of Life doesn't change. Sometimes, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee in it."

So guys, I am not trying to implicate anything here...it is simply just to share some "simplicity" we'd sometimes forgotten in "Life"... don't let the cups drive you... enjoy the coffee instead.

Take time to enjoy Life.

xoxo ;)

I'm thinking about birth control. I have been watching television more lately than I normally do and they keep showing these ads for new kinds of pills. The latest one gives you three or four periods a year. I see how that could be a good thing but on the other hand, isn't the sloughing off of the uterine lining kind of important? I mean, doesn't the body do this for a reason? Like urination, but not as often. I guess it's fine but it just seems a little weird. I want to let my body do what it's supposed to. - Quote from The Dirty Ballerina


There's a reason why God 'created' the menstrual cycle for girls or women alike..So try to not mess up the 'natural process'..It is sure to create some 'problems' for us, girls and women in one way or another; The most common problem?? - Being diagnosed with 'Unwanted Cyst' growth inside your body which naturally requires surgical assistance to have 'them' removed..This kind of Growth is so common, it just does not happen to you once..For the more 'unfortunate' ladies, they would get to 'experiance' it several times in their lifetime AND worst, it could possibly lead to a maglinant status which is why we Should Not be taking the Freaking Risk!!

Being said, I would strongly suggest to just: "Let nature run its course..."

Stay well, strong and cool. ; )



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How The Real World really is......

Okay, after reading The Dirty Ballerina's latest blog, I am kind of 'riding' on my comments on the blog so...anyway...

Refering to whether more chocolate are being added into any trial mixes on TDB's blog...

Honestly? ..If anything I'd think they just add in more 'chemical-flavoring' and not the real stuff. Hey, we are after all living in a 'Chemical-based World' nowadays, are we not? Like it or not, anything you eat, drink, use, wear has a certain amount of legal chemical element in them. Nothing is truly 'pure'/100% natural nowadays and sadly, that is how it works in the so-called 'Technologically, Scientifically Enhanced World' today. Please do try and tell me otherwise. Sometimes I really wish that we are not living in this environment and return back to the good 'ole' era where things/people are more pure and simple compared to the World of 'today'.So, it is not so much that you'd stopped picking out the bits..it is what it is in this era AND we have no choice but to live with it.

My own experience...as a Lefty

Being left-handed... gives me a razor-thin view of what it's like to be a minority. As a left-hander, I'm discriminated against all the time. Not for serious things: I am not denied housing, medical care, a job, a seat on the bus. But I experience anti-lefty bias in the form of school desks that are unusable, carrot peelers that are useless, power tools (such as skill saws) that are dangerous or even life-threatening, pens that smear and make my writing illegible, computer mice that cause hand cramps.
Language certainly discriminates against the left-hander: A "left-handed compliment" is not something you want to hear; the word for "left" in French is gauche, and in Latin it's sinister; in contrast, from the French word for "right," droit, we get the English word adroit, and Latin for right is dexter (from which we get such words as dexterous). Ambidextrous means literally "both right."
Am I "in my right mind"? Current research can't prove whether or not lefties really do tend towards right-brain dominance. Would right-sphere specialization explain why I think of myself as creative? I would swear being left-handed helps my Tetris scores (thanks to all that visualization of abstract geometric shapes, which we lefties are famous for).
Who would I be if I was right-handed? Not the same person. Left-handedness is part of my identity, my self. I would sooner cut off my right arm than be converted to right-handedness; as strong a statement as that is, left-handedness is so integral a part of me that I could not imagine living otherwise. Thank God my mom did not force me to write with my right hand when I was a child!
And is it only simple coincidence that I am politically left-winged as well as so strongly left-handed? (Probably.)
A Final Observation.
People are also left-footed and right-footed. Usually one eye is stronger than the other, so people can be left-eyed and right-eyed. And even stranger: pay close attention to your friends' faces. Really stare at them, watch closely when their lips curve into smiles. You'll see that people are almost always strongly left-faced or right-faced. One side is usually much more expressive than the other. In fact, if you mirror the two sides of a person's face to create a left-composite and a right-composite, you'll find yourself looking at two completely different people.

Have you ever wondered...?

Have you ever wondered which hurts the most? Saying something and wishing you hadn't? Or saying nothing and wishing you had? I guess the most important things are the hardest things to say. Do not be afraid to tell someone you love them. If you do, they might just break your heart...if you don't, you might just break theirs. Have you ever decided not to become a couple because you were so afraid of losing what you already had with that person? Your heart decides whom it likes and whom it doesn't. You can't tell your heart what to do. It does it on its own...when you least suspect it or even when you don't want it to. Have you ever wanted to love someone with everything you had but that other person was too afraid to let you? Too many of us stay walled up because we are too afraid to care too much...for fear that the other person does not care as much or even cared at all. Have you ever denied your feelings for someone because your fear of rejection was too hard to handle? We tell lies when we are afraid; afraid of what we don't know, afraid of what others will think, afraid of what will be found out about us. But every time we tell a lie, the thing we fear grows stronger. Life is all about risks and it requires you to jump. Do not be a person who has to look back and wonder what they would have done or could have had. *What would you do if every time you fell in love, you had to say good-bye? *What would you do if every time you wanted someone they would never be there? *What would you do if your best friend died tomorrow and you never got to tell them how you felt? (even if it is that you don't care anymore...) *What would you do if you loved someone more than ever and you couldn't have them? *What would you do if you never got the chance to say I am friends with all of my family and they know I love them? *People live, but people die. ALL I want to tell you that you are a friend. If you died tomorrow, you would be in my heart! Would I be in yours? Do you care about me as much as I care about you? We might be best friends one year, pretty good friends the next year, don't talk that often the next, don't want to talk at all the year after that. So, I just wanted to say, even if I never talk to you again in my life, you are special to me and you have made a difference in my life, look up to you, respect you and truly cherish you. No matter how often you talk or how close you are, tell it to them if you consider them as friend. Let old friends know you haven't forgotten them and tell new friends you never will. Remember, everyone needs a friend, someday you might feel like you have NO FRIENDS at all, just remember this passage and take comfort in knowing somebody out there cares about you and always will...I LOVE YOU!...Tell it to all the friends that you've lost...and to all the friends you've lost touch with...just to let them know that you care...

Stay well and cool.

Signing off,

The Amatuer Writer