Love? or Chicken catchatori?

Okay, as much as I love Anthony Bourdain: No Reservations, this really has nothing to do with food...
Love - so many cliche's. But what does it mean? How can you truly love something?
It is usually the most painful feeling there is. More hearts are broken than repaired.
I love very deeply - and it bothers me! I get connected with people and that increases the chances to be hurt.
I wear my heart on my sleeve, and give it away without thought... I think this is why it hurts. I love all people - not necessarily for who they are but for who I am.

Now, I'm not talking physical. This is not about physical attraction. I mean a deep mental, emotional, and spiritual connection. Sometimes I create/imagine that where none exists.

I am "Shrek". I want the Fairy Tale - I have the Fairy Tale - and I want to recreate it. I, too want to feel "whole", and don't even know what that means. I know it comes from within, but I can't help looking for a catalyst.

Not that I am missing something... but I want to take the next biggest hill, to see the view form there.

Oh Crap! this is supposed to be a humor blog! well what is funnier than an Ogre who wants a fairy tale ending?

Answer? me ;-)

I have truly deep feelings... but hide everything with humor.

I have never eaten Chicken Catchatory - (I hate casseroles) and don't plan on it!

A Toast!
May yer coffin be made of a 100 year old oak
that we plant tomorrow!

Slainte'! (remember pronounced slurring "it's a lawn chair!")

DEATH TO THE FRENCHMAN!!!

In a deep and (mostly) spiritual experience this weekend I was able to eliminate the soul aspect responsible for all self-doubt and self-limiting conversations! It was a freakish mind-numbing and somewhat hellish experience.

Those conversations have the persona of a “Frenchman”. Anytime I receive validation contradicting these self doubts, the “Frenchman” going nuts and talks very loud and fast. I was in a state of mind on Saturday that I did not want to hear those doubts and I asked the communing spirit guides to “shut him up or get rid of him”. They replied (yes, I hear all kind of voices in my head… no, no medication) “we can get rid of him right now if you let us!”

I had a sharp stabbing bursting sensation on the right side of the back of my neck, and a stiff neck for about 15 minutes. Since that time… no self doubt.

None

At all

Gone… all gone

Nothing remains but calm, peace, confidence.

I watch the comments that would have made me feel doubting before, pass by like clouds. This is so freeing. All that I found fault with before is just a laughable experience. All emotional attachments to those memories have even been altered. I must have altered the fabric of space-time.

I am very excited about this new chapter of life.

Slainte’

WOW! What an exciting fun party! Best year ever. All the cosmic energies aligned for the perfect night. The fires were warm. The company was warmer. I did struggle with my equilibrium, but that was hardly my fault.

What an amazing, magical and dynamic experience. I achieved a level of clarity about who I am and how I relate to the universe. I can make certain experiences about me and still fulfill my healing arts and return gifts to the earth.

Stunning.

Truly stunning.

Thank you for the magical moment.

Melancholy

I feel so conflicted. I want & need for nothing. I can accomplish anything. Yet, I find myself longing for more. Wishing for the years and things I missed that others had. I crave some levels of emotional connection.

I facilitated a process today. I was unfamiliar with the format. But that really mattered little. I did my best to lead my team. We finished ahead of the game. But that really means little.

I crave emotional connection, for some one to reach back.

I love Jen. She is my soul mate. I could ask for nothing better. She understands me better than anyone else. I have three beautiful children. Nothing could compete with that.

However, I missed some critical experiences in my youth. I get I am probably better for it but, I missed it none the less. A know an incredible breakthrough awaits me in some mindless selfish act.

That’s the conflict. I feel as though I am here to give to others and have followed that pattern for so long I cannot mentally undo it.

Will I?

Ever?

A Few Lines
by Groucho Marx

Did you ever sit and ponder as you walk along the strand,
That life's a bitter battle at the best;
And if you only knew it and would lend a helping hand,
Then every man can meet the final test.
The world is but a stage, my friend,
And life is but a game;
And how you play is all that matters in the end.
For whether a man is right or wrong,
A woman gets the blame;
And your mother is your dog's best friend.
Then up came mighty Casey and strode up to the bat,
And Sheridan was fifty miles away.
For it takes a heap of loving to make a home like that,
On the road where the flying fishes play.
So be a real-life Pagliacc' and laugh, clown, laugh.

Swine Flu Alternate

Okay, I have a different spin on this swine flu thing.

Ready?

Zombies.

Nope. Not kidding.

Read the book The Zombie Survival Guide: Complete Protection from the Living Dead by Max Brooks.
http://www.amazon.com/Zombie-Survival-Guide-Complete-Protection/dp/1400049628

Not like night of the living dead stuff. That is just Hollywood fantasy.

More like “I am Legend”, “Quarantine” or “28 Days Later”.

Conspiracy theories have “evidence” that mass outbreaks such as this requiring quarantine are a government cover up for a reintroduction of the virus that cause loss of executive functions in the frontal lobe of the brain and makes people appear “undead”. There are precautions you can take. Read the book. No, study it and prepare yourself. It’s only a matter of time.