Apathy
- Lack of interest or concern, especially regarding matters of general importance or appeal; indifference.
- Lack of emotion or feeling; impassiveness.
[Latin
apatha, from Greek
apatheia, from
apaths,
without feeling :
a-,
without; see
a-1 +
pathos,
feeling; see
kwent(h)- in Indo-European Roots.]
There's an epidemic going on. I am vaccinated against this.
This morning my daughter Anna and I were exchanging quotes through email. Everyday I have a new one delivered to my inbox and sometimes it's one I want to share with all my girls. This is the one I shared with them this morning...
" I try to live what I consider a "poetic existence." That means I take responsibility for the air I breathe and the space I take up. I try to be immediate, to be totally present for all my work." - Maya Angelou. American Poet, b.1928Here is the marvelous quote Anna sent me in return.
"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is
that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our
darkness, that frightens us most. We ask oursleves, 'Who am I to be
brilliant, gorgeous, talented, and famous?' Actually, who are you not
to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the
world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that people
won't feel insecure around you. We were born to make manifest the
glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in
all of us. And when we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give
other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our
own fear, our presence automatically liberates others."
....Used by Nelson Mandela in his 1994 inaugural speech
It's yucky being sick!!!
Okay so I've been home sick for a few days. I have no voice so I have been exceptionally quiet. No smirks from the peanut section please!!! I have been taking nyquil and sleeping, playing computer games and reading. These things I do over and over again. Since Tuesday. I'm not bored because like I've said a thousand times I'm never bored!!!! Okay I'm a little bored....
I don't like feeling this way. My daughter Leah is not one to write long emails. Usually she sends a quick note, and that I am grateful for. Most times she sends forwards. Now if you're like me I hate forwarded mail and I have told her this over and over. But because I didn't know what else to do with myself at this time I actually read them. I'm going to share one with you.Long ago, (this is still me here) I gave up blaming God for everything that happened. I mean I keep reminding myself to not blame God. I think it's a human condition that most of us do when things don't go right. But anyway I know in my head that he is not the cause of all the trials in my life. He is the strength that helps me get through them. But anyway, (this is still me too) I wanted to share this letter, the ones that's been forwarded any numerous amount of times. Sometimes we wonder, "What did I do to deserve this?" or "Why
did God have to do this to me?" Here is a wonderful explanation! A
daughter is telling her Mother how everything is going wrong, she's
failing algebra, her boyfriend broke up with her and her best friend
is moving away.
Meanwhile, her Mother is baking a cake and asks her daughter if
she would like a snack, and the daughter says, "Absolutely Mom, I
love your cake."
"Here, have some cooking oil," her Mother offers. "Yuck" says
her daughter.
"How about a couple raw eggs?" "Gross, Mom!"
"Would you like some flour then? Or maybe baking soda?" "Mom,
those are all yucky!"
To which the mother replies: "Yes, all those things seem bad
all by themselves. But when they are put together in the right way,
they make a wonderfully delicious cake!
(Here is where I have deleted some stuff, the kind of cutesy,
too sweet, and religious for me, kind of stuff)
I'm sure you get the gest. Or is that Jest? Hmmmmm?
From Anne Frank's Diary
This picture was taken by my daughter Anna's friend Catalina. I found it on her flickr site. Though I don't write much these days, it is still there within me.