Thursday, November 29, 2007

Dads Blessings


A young man was getting ready to graduate from college. For many months he had admired a beautiful sports car in a dealer's showroom, and knowing his father could well afford it, he told him that was all he wanted.

As Graduation Day approached, the young man awaited signs that his father had purchased the car. Finally, on the morning of his graduation, his father called him into his private study. His father told him how proud he was to have such a fine son, and told him how much he loved him. He handed his son a beautifully wrapped gift box. Curious, but somewhat disappointed, the young man opened the box and found a lovely, leather-bound Bible, with the young man's name embossed in gold. Angry, he raised his voice to his father and said "With all your money, you give me a Bible?" and stormed out of the house, leaving the Bible.

Many years passed and the young man was very successful in business. He had a beautiful home and wonderful family, but realized his father was very old, and thought perhaps he should go to him. He had not seen him since that graduation day. Before he could make arrangements, he received a telegram telling him his father had passed away, and willed all of his possessions to his son. He needed to come home immediately and take care of things.

When he arrived at his father's house, sudden sadness and regret filled his heart. He began to search through his father's important papers and saw the still new Bible, just as he had left it years ago. With tears, he opened the Bible and began to turn the pages. And as he did, a car key dropped from the back of the Bible. It had a tag with the dealer's name, the same dealer who had the sports car he had desired. On the tag was the date of his graduation, and the words PAID IN FULL.

How many times do we miss Spirit's blessings and answers to our prayers because they do not arrive exactly as we have expected?

TODAY'S's affirmation: "Today I look beyond the obvious and allow miracles to be created in my life."

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Vongie’s Saga




It's been a while since we have those glorious time
When love was still new and full of euphoric wile,
I remember the moment you hold me dear in your loving arms,
With a blinding smile that even it rained or shine never gone
The time when all tasks were just worth a snap of a hand,
And when all efforts were not counted, and temper's all down.
It already became a childish mischief,
When we stole kisses like thieves...
Nothing can bother us that time
For our youthful minds thought tomorrow is in our palms.
Nothing is considered to be 'yours' nor 'mine'
'Coz love knows no greed and all things became entwined.
How lovely were those days, living in such fantasy...

Then suddenly, reality knocks and wake us up in our sweet nap,
And so we have encountered these so called 'trials',
When before we knew nothing of; this is so biased!
So, this previously cool temper was then triggered,
To the point when no one kneels to surrender...
One way or another, the battle continued, till one got battered…


How sad had become of Vongie; heart torn, wounded and daunted,
Oblivion sets in to the core of his very soul...
But vongie's love still prevailed against all odds,
When again he brawl & stood up against them all

He fought these villains just like a real knight,
Then all these so called trials became just a normal sight,
In exchange effort given side by side…
No burden is too much---when shared by two…


And so years gone by and vongie's still holding on
For that very moment, where forever will be a dawn...
Where we can grow old together with wrinkles and gray hair drawn,

It seems to be a perfect portrait to be longing for

And the driving force to let tears and sweat fall,

The ultimate thing ---worth dying for...

No treasure in this world could alter that priceless figure,

When genuine love in a lifetime was bore,

Never did I knew that I could love someone this deep,

Nothing in exchange but only true love to keep…

And so at this point, for vongie’s sake, we have to resist,

His call to let this love be settled and let hearts at ease,

For though age may be ripe, but this young mind is yet unwise,

A long long trip still awaits Vongie---a million miles…

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Secrets...


I want to tell you secrets of long forgotten days
When life was full of life, and always gay
And then the years, they did not rush like time
But slowly filtered into the bag of yesterday, in rime
And men grew wise as they grew old, not mad
And there were things to guess at still, but sad, oh sad
Is yesterday for your remember good and no wrong
And remain only with hope for the future - stretching along
When one day you open the gate to the enclosed forever
And your hand stretch to open it, you remember never to think back
But to remain silent, reluctant to start to enjoy the luxury

What To Do


Sometimes i just feel like dying

Like everything around me is fading

An i have no one to turn to

Will you be there for me

Never let me down

Make me happy when im blue.

When you hurt me tear my heart out

Make me bleed

Do you feel at all

Do you care,or is this amusing to you

I love you more than words can say

But i feel like now i have nothing left

Nothing more to give

You take everthing an throw it in my face

What am i to do now

Just sit back an watch time pass me by

I want to love

I want to live

But how am i to do this when you keep hurting me..

"Sayings"


Dear,

Have u heard the saying;
Love is like a fire and lovers are the butterflies,
They keep circling the fire and then throw themselves inside,
Didn't they see the danger?
Didn't they feel the heat burning them?
Did they longed to be burnt and gone?
Or were they stupid not to know what they were getting into?

Dear i never wanted to be a butterfly but if you wish,
I will burn a thousand time for you, just tell me to.

Yours always

I'LL LET GO


The million dollar question
why is it that you are with me?
If better off
in other arms
well leave
baby you are free,
I do not hold you here
although I love you much
but if unhappy
baby leave
don't worry about my heart.
If you don't know
how to let go
because you'll hurt my feelings,
no problem here
I will resolve
bringing end to your misery,
I'll let go for both our sakes
although it'll tare me apart
but loving you
I cannot bare
you suffer for my fault,
It is not fair
for either of us
hard enough it is to understand
my Infant heart
does not oblige

Soul Mates - Do They Really Exist by Joseph Ghabi


Throughout centuries, story tellers, and people from different background and cultures always refer to their fascination in meeting one day their soul mates. Is Soul Mate a myth? Do they really exist? Or is Soul Mate a figment of our own imagination that can help keep our hope for a perfect relationship and keep our hope alive. Or is it an escape way for not handling or not looking at ourselves in such a way that we keep delaying our responsibilities and things can be fixed when we meet that perfect relationship with those Soul Mates. Everything is possible! It is up to you and me to decide the bottom line of this puzzle.

If we talk in such metaphysics tone of words used, we will say we are all coming from the same source, one soul, branched out into different ventures or experiences to achieve and in reality we are all Soul Mate. Maybe that’s true but I believe there is more into it than that!!

How do we define Soul Mates?

Soul Mates is another Soul that share the same exact similar way of understanding as the other Soul and in this lifetime so they decided to share their growth and understanding together. It does NOT mean Soul Mates have to be in a relationship to make it work. What do I mean by that? From the motion that a Soul integrate into life through a particular family, geography, religion, or situation for certain reasons. I do believe we choose our family, we choose our religion, and we choose where we want to be born for certain that the Soul itself will identify and in the same time you will be aware of it one day if you are well attuned within yourself. We will not dispute the reasons we go through that because we will have unlimited reasons here.

Let’s start with our choice of a family to be born with. If each one of us look deeper into our families there must be at least one person and many time there is more in our immediate family or cousin that we feel different with. That person can be your father, your sister, your niece, or your cousin. It really does not matter who that person but that person is your Soul Mate where you always enjoy being in their company, listening to them and mainly valued everything they say. Those experiences with Soul Mate we already started at young age. Then we grow up, how many of us we have one or two particular friends around us at school or where our parents moved to the new neighborhood. I bet you everyone can relate to someone. And that goes on until we are adult and the dating game started.

We need to understand one thing when it comes to relationships, as long as we do not rush ourselves into a relationship for a wrong reason and what I mean by that? Well the look of the person, what they drive, who’s his family, how rich they are, or how cute they are, what their education is, or just to be in a certain crowd. All of that will never bring you to Soul Mates. Why it never work because you are looking into the wrong substance.

With Soul Mate there is no Karma to deal with or work at. All you have an enjoyment of being in each others company. The only thing you know about your Soul Mate is whenever you are in need they are always there for whatever or deep your troubles are. Look around you through the years, can you identify already someone that fit that equation. I bet you do.

Thursday, November 8, 2007

It Is So Important For Someone to Love You For Who You Are


by Ellen Kreidman, Ph.D

Dear Dr. Ellen: I have been seeing a wonderful man for over a year now who I knew in college just as a friend. He has been divorced for 5 years and is a very successful lawyer. I am having relationship problems and I can't tell if it is "my stuff" or if I really have an issue. I used to model when I was young. He has pictures of me when I was 18 and on his walls in his bedroom and in his wallet. But he doesn't display or carry any current pictures of me. I am noticing how really angry I am feeling. Do I have a right to be bothered by this?

He also wants my hair short and he wants me to lose 10 pounds. And he offered to pay for me to have laser on my face after he told me that his ex had it and she looks great. I am afraid I have another man in my life that is more impressed with how I look than who I am. I have written on email what concerns me and he never takes the time to respond on email. He just tells me that he probably could never be as open as I would like him to be but he will try.

He loves his toys and gets excited like a little boy - his new skis, his new boat, his airplane etc. He talks mostly about physical things, never any deeper. He does see people in a loving, caring way and I really like that about him. He doesn't find fault in people and usually defends them and gives people the benefit of the doubt. He is sweet, kind, fun, a wonderful dad to his son and daughter, (raised his daughter alone) so he has a lot going for him but I can't decide whether this is my abandonment issues coming up or if I have another impossible relationship. I never feel like we talk about the really important things. It is surface. Am I too sensitive, too deep? Is he a man and this is what you get? - Barbara

Advice: Dear Barbara: You have every right to feel exactly like you do because your feelings are never right or wrong, Your "stuff" as you put it is exactly that. You are the sum total of your experiences.

Here is what I tell the men in my program. "A woman falls in love because of the way she feels about herself when she's with you. Most women have said that when they meet "Mr. Right" and they are in love, they feel beautiful, sexy, special, needed, and she has a RIGHT to feel like that for the rest of her life. So a truly, loving relationship is measured by how good she feels about herself when she's with you."

"Male approval is so important to a woman. A woman's father is the first man in her life that either gives approval or doesn't. If a woman didn't have a loving and doting father, she's going to spend the rest of her life looking for the approval she never got. As a man, you have to fill that gap. If you don't, she'll keep looking until she finds it. It's not something she can live without."

Barbara, you are talking to a woman who had her breast removed because of cancer and my husband could care less. I sat in support groups where women cried because their men couldn't make love to them anymore. I feel it is so important for someone to love you for who you are, especially as we get older. You are not a 19 year-old girl anymore, you are a woman. Here is a poem that I have kept for more than 10 years. It was from a book that is no longer in print called,

"Always A Woman"

by Kaylan Pickford

"She decided to be a model when she was in her late 40's. Don't tell me I want to look like some barely lived-in face. I have some lines in my face from fifty years of life. They tell me of years in the sun, of sorrows and joys. They tell me of time. They tell me I have lived and that I am still alive. They can't be erased. They can be softened, but not erased. They are as much a part of me as any part of my body. Do they offend? Would I be better looking, more interesting, without them? Would my life become magically different if they weren't there? If I could have kept my face smooth and unlined, would the events of my life have been different? Would I be different? Do I long to be the smooth-skinned, freckle-faced kid I once was? No. I long for the same thing today that I longed for then: to be the best I am able to be. I would feel strange if, looking in the mirror, knowing what I know, I did not see a line from life. Smooth skin goes with the young for every good reason - they have just started. They have living to do."


The fact that he loves his toys, and sees other people in a caring way and is a great dad is fantastic. But it still boils down to how you feel about yourself when you are with him. I have no problem with you wanting your hair short, losing 10 pounds or getting laser work done. I wanted all those things as well. The difference is that my husband said that he loves me just the way I am and if it's something that I want, it's fine with him. If the man I loved only carried a picture of me when I was 19 and was the one suggesting that that I diet, change my hair and laser my face, I'd feel exactly like you do. You deserve to have a man who loves you with all his heart and soul and don't you dare settle for anything less. - Dr.Ellen

Wednesday, November 7, 2007

A Definition of Unconditional Love


Love without condition

"I love you as you are, as you seek to find your own special way to relate to the world, or the way you feel that is right for you. It is important that you are the person you want to be and not someone that I or others think you should be."


I realize that I cannot know what is best for you although perhaps sometimes I think I do. I've not been where you have been, viewing life from that angle you have, I do not know what you have chosen to learn, how you have chosen to learn it, with whom, or in what time period. I have not walked life looking through your eyes, so how can I know what you need.

I allow you to be in the world without a thought or word of judgment from me about the deeds you undertake. I see no error in the things you say and do, in this place where I am. I see that there are many ways to perceive and experience the different facets of our world. I allow without reservation the choices you make in each moment.

I make no judgment of this for if I were to deny your right to evolution, then I would deny that right to myself and all others. To those who would choose a way I cannot walk, whilst I may not choose to add my power and my energy to this way, I will never deny you the gift of love that God has bestowed within me for all creation, as I love you so I shall be loved; as I sow, so I shall reap.

I allow you the universal right of free will to walk your own path, creating steps or to sit a while if that is what is right for you. I will make no judgment of these steps, whether they are large or small, nor light or heavy or that they lead up or down, for this is just my viewpoint. I see you do nothing and might judge it to be unworthy. And yet, it may be that you bring great healing as you stand blessed by the light of God.

I cannot always see the higher picture of divine order. For it is the inalienable right of all life to choose their own evolution and with great love I acknowledge your right to determine your future. In humility I bow to the realization that the way I see is best for me does not have to mean that it is also right for you. I know that you are led as I am following the inner excitement to know your own path.

I know that the many races, religions, customs, nationalities and beliefs within our world bring us great richness and allow us the benefit of teachings of such diverseness. I know we each learn in our own unique way in order to bring that love and wisdom back to the whole. I know that if there were only one way to do something, there would need to be only one person. I will not only love you if you behave in a way I think you should, or believe in those things I believe in. I understand you are truly my brother and sister though you may have been born in a different place and believe in another God than I.

The love I feel is for all of God's world. I know that every living thing is part of God and I feel a love deep within every person, and every tree, and flower, every bird, river, ocean and for all the creatures in all the world. I live my life in loving service being the best me I can, becoming wiser in the perfection of divine truth, becoming happier in the joy of unconditional love.

What is love?by Peter Hector


Love is No Guarantee! What you Need to Know before You fall in Love

Do I love you because
I need you or do I need you
because I love you?
Erich Fromm

What does it mean when you say to someone "I love you?" There are many answers and interpretations to this question, but when asked, the majority of people said that love is something they feel but cannot explain in words. People who genuinely feel they have fallen in love report a warm fuzzy inner feeling, sometimes giddiness. And, according to Psychiatrist Donatella Marazziti, of the University of Pisa, "Falling madly in love may really make you mentally ill."

People constantly ask, "How will I know when it's true love? How can I be certain if and when it hits me?" In an attempt to provide answers to these questions, our interviewers asked dozens of people who said that they had experienced the feeling of falling in love. Their answers and my own experiences over the years led me to the following conclusions:

People who fall in love recognize a strong force that draws them close to each other. Sometimes this force can be a strong physical attraction, which psychologists say is an important ingredient in romantic love. Sometimes, it's more than that. And modern research suggests that over the centuries, our bodies have developed processes to ensure we fall in love with the opposite sex, according to anthropologist Helen E. Fisher PhD.

A Biological explanation

An individual may begin a sexual liaison with a partner sometimes purely for sexual pleasure, then discover that he/she feels a strong attraction for the partner. In many such instances, one or both parties may mistake this attraction for lasting love. Many of us are no doubt aware of how costly such mistakes can be. Helen E. Fisher, PhD., in her study "Brains Do It: Lust, Attraction and Attachment," says that this attraction can be explained biologically. She discovered that, after orgasm, there is a rise in levels of the hormones vasopressin in men and oxytocin in women. These hormones are known for their attachment-causing properties, which led Fisher to conclude that the presence of these chemicals in the body is responsible for the closeness many couples experience after sexual intercourse.

A study referenced in an article in Cerebrum, a Dana Forum on Brain Science further explains three systems associated with mating, reproduction, and parenting. These systems are called Lust, Attraction, and Attachment.

Lust: This is nature's way of ensuring that a male and a female are sufficiently motivated to engage in the mating process.

Attraction: This system keeps both parties passionately focused on each other until insemination is accomplished. Fisher sees the evolution of the attraction system as a way for individuals to select and maintain focus on the most eligible partner. Individuals thought to be genetically superior were, and still are, considered to be more desirable as mating partners.

Attachment: This emotion system (termed 'compassionate love') has evolved to ensure that offspring are nurtured and cared for. The increased levels of the hormones vasopressin and oxytocin mentioned above indicates nature's intention to keep parents together for joint parenting, at least until offspring are able to care for themselves. It is interesting to note that the report suggests Lust and Attraction does not always go hand in hand. When men and women were injected with testosterone- a hormone known to increase sexual desire-their sex drives did increase but they did not fall in love.

In this report, Fisher also refers to studies carried out by D. Marazzitti and associates who concluded that falling in love is associated with low levels of the hormone serotonin. But according to Marazzitti, this chemical balance in humans does not remain constant, confirming that passionate attraction does not last forever. She noted that, when tested after a while, the levels of serotonin in the bodies of infatuated men and women change, returning to similar levels observed in subjects who had not fallen in love. Marazzitti and her team established the duration of infatuation between lovers from a period of 12 to 18 months.

This research is important because it explains how our biological system works in concert with our emotional processes. Whenever we find a suitable partner, we can then rely on our chemical and biological systems to assist us in achieving our emotional goals. And when we find that our partners seem less attracted to us, it does not necessarily mean they have fallen out of love with us. It may simply mean their biological processes are performing normally.

People say they are seeking their soul mates-the one person who shares how they view life itself, their most important values, and the driving force that moves them. Nathaniel Branden, PhD, says "When we meet another person, we sense how that individual experiences him or herself. We sense the level of that person's excitement or the lack of it. Our instant attraction or non attraction is automatic because our bodies and emotions respond faster than thought can take shape in words."

Each person is a unique being. What we sense at this moment is that the other person possesses what it takes to complement our lives. We sense that a union with such a person can bring new possibilities, which can make our existence richer. This is not to say this newfound person is the only one who can be right. There may be others. For this reason, it has been concluded that, for each person, more than one soul mate exists, according to Andrea N. Jones of Youth Outlook, a newspaper published by Pacific News Service.

This instant identification of compatibility can take place on your first contact or later as you become more familiar with each other. And because the events are too rapid for your logical thought processes, all you know is that you sense this instant connection but cannot explain reasons for it.

Later on, as you become more familiar with your partner and begin to understand his/her way of being, reactions to, and expression of emotions etc., you may be able to identify similarities, thus explaining the initial mutual attraction. It's true that the initial attraction can bring couples together, but love goes much deeper than that.

Falling In Love Is Not Being In Love

Many people meet, are attracted to each other, and fall in love but do not live happily ever after. Why? Because most of them are confused by the meaning of love.

Let's look at an explanation of love; there are many, but this one seems most accurate. When you love someone, you value that person highly-so highly that you have made a choice to offer your resources to nurture the one you love. You have also chosen to place her/his well-being and development as your highest priority. Yes, it is a choice, and to make a choice, you need information. Information gathering requires time. For this reason, there is no such thing as true love at first sight.

However, to offer yourself in this case does not mean to sacrifice or deprive you of resources. Most people relate "giving" to "relieving oneself of resources." But psychologists familiar with human behavior observe that "giving love" has a different meaning. When you give love, you experience strength, joy, and aliveness.

Therefore, those who give of themselves are bestowing on another the most precious gift they have to offer: their joys, their understandings, and their love for life. To them, these things are more valuable than money, yet they are willing to give them freely. Then something wonderful happens. By giving, they enrich another's life with the same joy, aliveness, and understanding that is a part of them. When all of these good things enhance the other person's life, that person radiates those feelings, giving birth to a new joy, which can be shared by them both. So by giving love, people automatically receive love in return, even though they do not give it with this intention.

Why Do We Need Love?

The greatest thing we ever learn is
to love and give love in return."
— Nat King Cole, Miles Davis

From the moment we are born and even before, nature provides us with the security of a mother's love. Without that love, it would be difficult to survive. A mother's love is synonymous with care, protection, and nurturing. Our relationship with "mother" represented our first perception of love. As we progressed in life, we learned that love means taking care of our own well-being.

It has been said that mother's love is the purest form of love that exists, love that requires nothing more than being alive. Some people continue to seek this kind of love in other relationships even after they have grown up and become adults. A friend of mine said his mother once told him if he could find a woman who can tolerate his faults the way that she (his mother) can, he should marry her immediately. My friend is nearly 50 years old and not yet married.

Mother's love, by its very nature, is one-sided; one party gives while the other receives. In romantic and other forms of love, equality rules; both parties mutually share giving and receiving. Relationships other than those between mother and child, which are built on inequality, stand little chance of survival. Of course we all know of relationships of exploitation where both parties are dependent on each other; the "exploiter" needs someone to exploit and the "dependent" one needs to be exploited. Such relationships function as long as such mutual dependency continues to exist.

Companionship

In addition to the basic need for existence, humans have always exhibited the need for companionship. People need at least one person with whom to share intimacy and their most important values of life.

People also need to find things, we value, things which give us pleasure, which we can love, which give us a reason for living. We have seen that people who find themselves alone due to the loss of loved ones and simply choose to be alone may keep a pet or a plant in their home. Remember, a healthy plant will not only bring life into your space, but also absorb toxins in the air.

Need for appreciation

In the year 2001, a CNN opinion poll named U.S. President George Bush "the most loved man in America." Bush has gained the approval of the American people for his effort in the war against terrorism. American people have recognized Bush and shown appreciation for his personal dedication and sacrifice. But why does he do it? Why does a man who has obviously had many great successes in his life continue to strive for even higher levels of excellence?

Many will say such men are driven by the need for power. This may be true, but psychological studies have linked the need for power with the desire to be loved. Many winners of the Academy awards for Motion Pictures have said their struggles are fueled by their need to be loved and appreciated by their fans. It is a fact that people who have achieved great levels of success in their lives are usually admired, respected, and loved for their achievements.

Is love forever?

Debbie, 33, a credit collector for a shipping company, recently ended a three-year relationship. "From the moment I met Jerry, I knew he was right for me but experience taught me to proceed cautiously. After about four months of dating, I decided my first impressions were right; he was everything I always wanted in a man. We had three happy years together and Jerry repeatedly told me how contented he was to have found someone with whom he could share his life.

"We did everything together, took business courses, went on vacations, even saw the same movies. Living together was comfortable, but for some reason the thought of marriage never appealed to me. We had talked about having a family some day, but whenever Jerry brought up the subject, I felt I was not yet ready. Jerry wanted to take our relationship to the next level but I felt comfortable with the way things were. For the first time in our relationship, it dawned on me that my relationship with Jerry may not be forever. This frightened me because I truly loved him but I knew that I was not ready to get married to him.

"When I finally realized Jerry really wanted marriage, a strange thing happened. I began to feel uneasy with our relationship. Things were not like before; I lost some of my excitement and desire to be with him. It's as if I was inconsiderate to him after he had been so good to me. I felt like I did not deserve to be with him. We finally agreed to go our separate ways, and even though I miss him, I feel that somewhere along the way the love I had for him was lost.

"It's been four years since Jerry and I ended our relationship, and I am still trying to understand what happened between us. I've been seeing other guys, but so far I have not experienced the closeness I had with Jerry. My friends tell me I'm not yet ready to settle down with anyone, and maybe there're right. In my relationship with Jerry I felt free to be myself. We lived together like buddies without feeling tied down to each other, (at least that's the way I felt). When he became serious about marriage, I no longer saw him as a buddy, but as someone who was going to tie me down. I just got scared."

Do you believe this relationship was one of true love? Some may say it was a mistake because Debbie and Jerry were not truly compatible and should not have been together in the first place.

In my opinion, this relationship was successful because both participants enjoyed three fulfilling years of their lives together. Someone once said if you can have one moment of true happiness in your life, grab it because true happiness is not easy to find.

Love is a living entity; if it stands still, it could die. To be alive means to move forward and go where life's journey takes you. Love may die only to be reborn again in a different form. Perhaps both Jerry and Debbie will move on to find love in different places, but they will always cherish the love they once shared with each other.

Why Two People Love Each Other?


Why do two people love each other? Why do we need someone to love? Why cannot we love ourselves and exist alone? And what is that chemistry that a couple loves each other? Why both should love each other, and no body else? Love is truly a mystery.

The first reason is of course the passion one feels for the other. Call it hormones, mind, heart, emotions or whatever, one falls in love with another person and cannot live without him/her. Physical beauty is not the sole criteria in romantic passionate love. A very beautiful girl can passionately fall in love with an ordinary looking man to the surprise of all. There is something more that is yet to be explored. Ask a lover about why he/she loves her beloved and you will never get a logical answer. Love does not measure qualities, nor sets any standards. Love happens.

Sometimes the love arises out of appreciation of qualities of the other. This love is different than romantic love, but can be equally magnetic. You may get attracted to some persons singing so much that you want to be with him/her at all times. It can be any quality, but it is the appreciation of quality that brings forth this love. In this case the love is passionate love with that quality.

In some cases two persons find so many things alike between each other that they believe they are soul mates. Made for each other, these lovers are bound by the common qualities. What ever may be the reason for falling in love, please fall in love because it is incomparable.

The Mystery of Consciousness By STEVEN PINKER


The young women had survived the car crash, after a fashion. In the five months since parts of her brain had been crushed, she could open her eyes but didn't respond to sights, sounds or jabs. In the jargon of neurology, she was judged to be in a persistent vegetative state. In crueler everyday language, she was a vegetable.

So picture the astonishment of British and Belgian scientists as they scanned her brain using a kind of MRI that detects blood flow to active parts of the brain. When they recited sentences, the parts involved in language lit up. When they asked her to imagine visiting the rooms of her house, the parts involved in navigating space and recognizing places ramped up. And when they asked her to imagine playing tennis, the regions that trigger motion joined in. Indeed, her scans were barely different from those of healthy volunteers. The woman, it appears, had glimmerings of consciousness.

Try to comprehend what it is like to be that woman. Do you appreciate the words and caresses of your distraught family while racked with frustration at your inability to reassure them that they are getting through? Or do you drift in a haze, springing to life with a concrete thought when a voice prods you, only to slip back into blankness? If we could experience this existence, would we prefer it to death? And if these questions have answers, would they change our policies toward unresponsive patients--making the Terri Schiavo case look like child's play?

The report of this unusual case last September was just the latest shock from a bracing new field, the science of consciousness. Questions once confined to theological speculations and late-night dorm-room bull sessions are now at the forefront of cognitive neuroscience. With some problems, a modicum of consensus has taken shape. With others, the puzzlement is so deep that they may never be resolved. Some of our deepest convictions about what it means to be human have been shaken.

It shouldn't be surprising that research on consciousness is alternately exhilarating and disturbing. No other topic is like it. As René Descartes noted, our own consciousness is the most indubitable thing there is. The major religions locate it in a soul that survives the body's death to receive its just deserts or to meld into a global mind. For each of us, consciousness is life itself, the reason Woody Allen said, "I don't want to achieve immortality through my work. I want to achieve it by not dying." And the conviction that other people can suffer and flourish as each of us does is the essence of empathy and the foundation of morality.

To make scientific headway in a topic as tangled as consciousness, it helps to clear away some red herrings. Consciousness surely does not depend on language. Babies, many animals and patients robbed of speech by brain damage are not insensate robots; they have reactions like ours that indicate that someone's home. Nor can consciousness be equated with self-awareness. At times we have all lost ourselves in music, exercise or sensual pleasure, but that is different from being knocked out cold.

THE "EASY" AND "HARD" PROBLEMS

THE END OF CALIFORNIA By Steve Yarbrough


I once had an English professor who argued that Mississippi had produced more great literature than the other 49 states put together. That seemed excessive -- the man clearly had a thing about William Faulkner -- but it is true that in the middle of the past century Southern literature was ascendant. It boasted not only Faulkner but also Welty, O'Connor, Percy, Warren, Agee, Styron, Capote -- make your own list, for there are many to choose from. In time the critical focus moved elsewhere: to urban, often Jewish writers such as Bellow, Roth, Mailer and Malamud; to African Americans such as Baldwin, Ellison and Morrison; and to others. But while literary fashions come and go, down in Dixie good writers keep producing fine novels. Today's example is "The End of California" by Steve Yarbrough, a native of Indianola, Miss., who now teaches in California and whose 2004 offering, "Prisoners of War," was a PEN/Faulkner finalist.

In the new novel, a 42-year-old doctor named Pete Barrington returns from California to his little home town in Mississippi. He started there as a poor farm boy, but brains, looks and football talent helped him advance to college, medical school and a good life out West. An adulterous affair with a patient ended that, and now he, his wife and their 15-year-old daughter are starting over back home. Yarbrough's story blends elements we have seen in other novels -- the small-town South, the football hero grown up, passions that reach back to high school, a little incest and a lot of extramarital sex, racial tensions, hypocrisy among the pious -- but it all works because Yarbrough knows his characters so well, cares for them so deeply and writes of them in prose that is graceful, precise and packed with surprises.

He has a knack for interesting and unexpected exchanges between men and women. At the outset, Barrington is stopped for speeding by a state trooper. She questions him, and they find they know people in common. She hesitates, then lets him go with a warning, whereupon he tells her she should have the spot on her face looked at. By then something has happened, a connection, and she will return.

We next meet Alan, manager of the local Piggly Wiggly, who tells a customer how lucky she is to have her grandchildren coming to visit. Her bitter reply shocks him: "When I was twenty-one and pulling off my clothes in the Pontchartrain down in New Orleans . . . I couldn't see ahead to the day when I'd be sixty and by myself and the easiest solution to somebody else's problem." In another scene, a seduction grows out of a discussion of why a fellow keeps nervously peeling the label off his beer bottle.

Barrington's wife and daughter, spoiled by San Francisco, experience near-fatal culture shock in small-town Mississippi. The wife seeks consolation with Barrington's best friend, a hard-drinking lawyer. The daughter, called "California" by new classmates who find her highly exotic, is drawn to the bright, decent son of the Piggly Wiggly manager. Barrington becomes a volunteer coach of the high school football team, and we learn a lot about the team's fortunes. His daughter, no football fan, watches a pep rally with mounting horror: "The last moron to approach the microphone broke down and cried and swore to win for the sake of his grandfather who'd died six years ago last week. She'd never seen anything like it." The deeply religious grocery store manager hates Barrington because of an incident in high school, and his son's love for the doctor's daughter maddens him.

All these smoldering passions in time lead to murder, but we keep reading less to see if the killer is caught than to see if these all-too-flawed, all-too-believable people can ever make sense of their lives. They share with us such thoughts as: "marriage was the most brutal institution of all. It demanded too much, gave too little back, both demystified and commodified longing. For him, the only mystery left in marriage was how anybody survived it."

I found myself comparing this novel with the North Carolinian David Payne's "Back to Wando Passo," which was reviewed here two weeks ago. Payne's wildly readable, often over-the-top novel offered two stories, one about a burned-out, Southern-born rock star in the present, the other about his wife's ancestor during the Civil War. Yarbrough's "The End of California" is more impressive, ironically, because it is less spectacular, because it limits itself to life more or less as we know it -- which of course is no limitation at all. If I could change anything in this novel, I would cut a scene in which Barrington explains that he is rereading "The Last Picture Show" because "it was the last word on life in a small town. The last word on life in any town." The tribute is not necessary. Readers who admire Larry McMurtry's 1966 classic will already have made the connection.

Moonlight and Mystery by Lynn Anderson


Years back, my friend Juan Monroy, a Christian journalist in Madrid, Spain, was among those reporters selected by the Spanish government to interview the American astronaut James Irwin, who was on a European tour after his Apollo 15 mission to the moon. Monroy asked the astronaut, “What did you feel when you stepped out of that capsule and your feet touched the surface of the moon?”

To Monroy's utter surprise, Irwin replied, “It was one of the most profoundly disillusioning moments of my life.”

Monroy pressed the astronaut: “How could standing on the moon be so disappointing?”

Irwin explained, “All of my life I have been enchanted by the romance and the mystery of the moon. I sang love songs under the moon. I read poems by moonstruck poets. I embraced my lover in the moonlight. I looked up in wonder at the lunar sphere. But that day when I stepped from the capsule onto the lunar surface and reached down at my feet, I came up with nothing but two handfuls of gray dirt. I cannot describe the loss I felt as the romance and mystery were stripped away. There will be no more moon in my sky!”

Monroy observed further, “When we come to the place that we think we comprehend and can explain the Almighty, there will be no more God in our heavens.”

“My thoughts are not your thoughts,” says the Lord...
God's Word not only reveals His endless love and awesome holiness, but also veils His majesty in mystery and paradox that transcend comprehension. He is God, not human!

“My thoughts are not your thoughts,” says the Lord, “neither are your ways my ways.” (Isaiah 55:8) I think God is also saying, “And you, my children, are not just mortal, either. You will always be stretching beyond your temporary finitude, watching for glimpses and listening for whispers from infinity.”

God has put eternity in our hearts. A part of us lives in worlds beyond, even if we at times find it difficult to stay in touch!

Oh yes! Because both God and humanity are too big for explanation, the Bible conveys far more than information and logical objectives. God speaks to all of our worlds through drama, music, poetry, stories, paradox, and mystery. The Bible teases out nuances that stretch far beyond mere data in ways too wonderful to explain and too sacred to be contrived. Full faith awakens all of our worlds and dances through them, touching us on multiple levels and moving us with profound force. This kind of faith, like a tent pegged from many angles, is much less likely to go flat.

The mystery moves us onward and upward. Until next time...

Tuesday, November 6, 2007

Its Me

So,how do you find this picture of mine?I did it in MS Paint...=)Isn't it cute?

Monday, November 5, 2007

Sunday, November 4, 2007

Are You An Idiot?---Take This Idiot Test

I am 38% Idiot.
Ain't Too Bright
I ain't too bright. But all those other idiots annoy the hell out of me. I may not be the brightest bulb in the bunch, but at least I know my limits.

My Voice...