Be Real to Me

There is a song by Nicole Nordeman that goes "Be Real to Me Lord". I often wonder what the songwriter meant when he or she wrote that verse. Do they mean show me a burning bush or a voice out of the cloud? Or tell me Lord, how to make heads or tales of my life? I don't know. People often say that most of reality is a dream. That we are in haze and we life through a cultural gaze based on assumptions.
I know I can get worked up because of my inner reality.Yet, I don't think life is a dream or a nightmare. It is what it is.
As I walk my own neighborhood. The intimacy of the streets hug me to life. Putting one foot in front of another I know this is not all some accident of imagination. That would be too sad.

Smallness

I have found the best thing for a mood lifter is doing my laundry. I love clean clothes.I know I am not physically doing any of the work to get them clean but it feels miraculous when they roll out of the dryer or line smelling fresh and full of sunshine.

One of my favorite writing women is Julia Cameron. She struggled with alcoholism and depression for years and one thing that she always says is that sometime we have to get small to be big. Smallness is not something most people preach but it seems when you keep it simple there is less baggage and less craziness.

Yet, it seems like everyone is encouraging us to super size it and to live it up. Despite all this stuff,studies show our happiness is not growing and we all know that depression and obesity are mainstays in our culture. I am not one of those people who believes that people had it easier way back when. Life was hard and life is still hard.

I am not advocate is stark living. I would go crazy without plants, books and artwork.Yet, there is always this nagging inside me that questions my surroundings. I envy those nuns and monks who can let it all go and pursue God. I am not in that league.

Yet, I can be small where I am. I don't need a noble call to unleash my hands from the stuff that drains me.

a little out of sorts

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Death is not a word we embrace. I think we hate change and we hate the loss of control and emotions that death provides us. It is hard enough to deal with it when it is someone you love or know but when it is you-how that must rock your soul. In looking at Michael Jackson and Farah’s death, I think people are sad because these are people who are suppose to live on glamorous and beautiful in our collective memory. They are not supposed to die tragic and suffering. They are our Elvis and Marylyn-crazy/beautiful. Moreover, we are reminded of our limitness on the earth and quickly it slips away.

Hollywood is reality on steroids. When you look at all these people getting Botox and plastic surgery and judge I think it is self-righteous. We all think we are going to live forever and we hate to admit we are going to die and the world will keep turning. I have held onto many relics of my life-emotional and psychical rather than admit the time has come and gone.

I am not sure if this should make you sad. I think no matter what you believe-surely you can see death is natural. These are no fountain of youth and it is the one experience we are guaranteed to share. We spend our humanity trying not to be human , perhaps, and death is always there to remind us what we really are .

A little something crazy

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The governor of Ohio is proposing an almost 50% cut of the Ohio State library system. I am appalled. Moreover, people on some sites are complaining because the are taxed for library use. They actual suggest voluntary taxation. Why don't we volunteer to pay all our taxes-sales, federal, school. Let's volunteer to pay our bills why we are at it. Yep, I am little angry.

not buying it

I am currently reading a book about a woman, who refrains from buying for a year. Naturally, she buys her "needs" but attempts to refrain from buying much else. I say this to because I think libraries buy into a lot of stuff we don't need. Honestly, it seems like we try to jump on every technology trend under the sun. I don't think technology is bad but who talks to the librarian on face book. Do we really need most of the technological implements are we keeping up with the Jones?

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Trying to understand this call to simplify.
Also, contemplating my vocation in this sector. Do we believe in a call concerning vocation? I realize that this may sound very baby boomers but I still think it applies.
I am not sure how it relates to simplicity but I am curious to understand this current that is whipping through my life.
What does it mean to live, work and be in this world and how does that relate to my vocation