potholes

2013 note:  From the tone of the last few blogs I chose to repost, it's apparent that I am still and always was searching for some peace.

potholes

Current mood:cold

 

"There are potholes on the road less traveled. Some deep, some not so deep, some you dig yourself. Most are filled with mud. Many contain rocks. Once in awhile, however, you'll be walking along and step in one a bit more accomodating.....shabby, green, and pulsing with life.
It will tickle your feet, like clover."

-Ray Blackston "Flabbergasted"

speaking from the perspective of a pothole queen and funk sister.....i *really* needed this! thanks mr blackston.

unexpected

2013  note:  Be thankful for what ya got!

unexpected

Current mood:contemplative

I asked the Lord
for a bunch of fresh flowers
but instead he gave me an ugly cactus
with many thorns.
I asked the Lord
for some beautiful butterflies
but instead he gave me
many ugly and dreadful worms.
I was threatened.
I was disappointed.
I mourned.
But after many days,
suddenly,
I saw the cactus bloom
with many beautiful flowers
and those worms became
beautiful butterflies
flying in the wind.
God's way is the best way.
-Chung-Ming Kao

sometimes you find just what you need to hear in the most unexpected places.

damn yankees.........

2013 note: Was just having a conversation about "looking at the other point of view" earlier today with someone who probably let it go in one ear and out the other....as usual.

damn yankees

Current mood:okay

 

read this somewhere on the web recently:

But you know the real definition of a "Yankee":
- Foreigners think all Americans are Yankees
- Southerners insist only Northerners are Yankees
- Northerners think Yankees are from New England
- New Englanders think a Yankee is someone from Vermont
- and Vermonters think a Yankee is someone who eats apple pie for breakfast
see?? it's ALL in the eye of the beholder............