I have many questions about life. Here are some of them! Feel free to answer...I'd LOVE some answers.
Question #1.
Do the people who drive in the left hand lane on the interstate - going the speed limit - do it just to piss the rest of us off?
Question #2.
What makes little kids smell like wet dogs after they've been outside playing?
Question #3.
Karma...moral causation. Are the Buddhists right about this? If so, at what point do the people that are assholes get what's coming to them??
Question #4.
Is God? That's it. Is God.
Question #5.
Why doesn't my heart sing anymore? Too much life, perhaps? Or is it because I'm constantly questioning #4?
Question #6.
What happens when we die? Really.....don't tell me some white light....unless it's the truth.
Question #7.
Do any of you who read this blog ever feel the presence of a deceased loved one? Or smell, hear or even see them? Or any deceased persons? I have many questions about this one...but for now...we'll just leave it at that.
Questions #8.
Why is it that kids and animals are so drawn to certain people?
Question #9.
Have any of you ever been in the presence of true evil?
Question #10.
I try to put out positive vibes into the world as much as possible. How do you do it??
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Question #1.
Do the people who drive in the left hand lane on the interstate - going the speed limit - do it just to piss the rest of us off?
Question #2.
What makes little kids smell like wet dogs after they've been outside playing?
Question #3.
Karma...moral causation. Are the Buddhists right about this? If so, at what point do the people that are assholes get what's coming to them??
Question #4.
Is God? That's it. Is God.
Question #5.
Why doesn't my heart sing anymore? Too much life, perhaps? Or is it because I'm constantly questioning #4?
Question #6.
What happens when we die? Really.....don't tell me some white light....unless it's the truth.
Question #7.
Do any of you who read this blog ever feel the presence of a deceased loved one? Or smell, hear or even see them? Or any deceased persons? I have many questions about this one...but for now...we'll just leave it at that.
Questions #8.
Why is it that kids and animals are so drawn to certain people?
Question #9.
Have any of you ever been in the presence of true evil?
Question #10.
I try to put out positive vibes into the world as much as possible. How do you do it??
If you can't reply on here under comments, or you don't want everyone to see your reply, please email me your thoughts at carolinnd@hotmail.com
Great Post.
ReplyDelete1. Yes
2. They are little animals... why wouldn't they smell like one?
3. It's real. It's called sowing and reaping. What comes up must come down. As for those who need a little back of what they are giving, I just let God handle the justice! It's not worth my time dwelling on others negativity.
4. Yes. Absolutely yes.
5. Maybe. We all get run down. Some have no way to have a positive perspective on suffering and that makes life even harder. Have you read "Story of a Soul" yet?! :)
6. Heaven or Hell.
7. No, but I have had absolutely clear signs that Saint Therese was praying for me. Also check out Padre Pio.... there are smells associated with his presence.
8. Not sure why, but I know what you are talking about.
9. Yes, a few times. One wishes in such situations that one could have been braver.
10. Faith, Hope, Love, Mercy, Truth... I just try to live them. Always.
Well, I'm not answering your questions. No need to. You already know my answers and so do the folks who read this blog who know me well. The folks who don't know me likely don't care much. (Nor probably should they.) I've already written too much about it...
ReplyDeleteWhat I did want to say was how happy I am right now with life. There are a few curves being thrown our way from lots of different directions, but I have to say that I wake up each morning (or sometimes each afternoon, now that it's summertime!) feeling pretty thankful for how our lives have played out so far.
Just reading Maggie's comments has brought back a flood of thoughts and memories about the meaning of life and my constant questioning of how meaningful ours have been till now. I remember the trip back from the Bands of America camp with Maggie and Don the summer we sent them to George Parks' drum major camp. They were in the back seat of our old green Thunderbird talking a mile a minute about all the great ideas they had for the upcoming marching season. Watching them make those plans come to life that fall was like watching angels craft miracles. Anyone who was a part of that magical group of kids knows exactly what I mean. I mean, really, how many bands unanimously petition their directors to run a mile as a group warm up each day before practice because they have noticed that the closer is a little fast and they need the conditioning? Magical...
And then I think about the effect of Sacco and his little transformation that summer on an entire group of band members. Again, you had to be there to know what I mean. I am convinced that a bunch of our kiddos in that band are now leading better lives than they would have if they had not been in the presence of Maggie, Don, and Chris.
And the reverse is true. Carolinn and I are lucky to live near Chris and his wife now. I take immense pride in watching as the two of them are working to build a band program that will eventually become a monster.
These little moments are becoming more and more precious as time marches on. I literally feel myself being energized as I am reading Maggie's words, knowing that she has become and is continuing to become an incredibly productive part of the human fabric. Chris' visits and calls are like food and air to me. I survive because he is still part of my life. And it's not just them. There are literally hundreds of people out there making a difference in the lives of those around them. Rick and Judy and Colby and David and Corey and Kris and Cherady and Kara and and Beth and, well, ALL of you (don't be upset if your name wasn't in this short list - I meant for you to be there, too!) are working daily miracles in the lives of other people and I am just so proud and happy and honored to have been even a small part of your lives. Mine is so much richer because we have crossed paths. While we have no children, the feelings I feel about all of you must be somewhat akin to the wonderfulness that parents must feel about their flesh and blood.