I do 85% of the time, then there are days I don't like myself at all. Life is continual growth though, so I am sure those other days will dwindle away eventually.
LTF
would you change anything about yourself or are you pretty content with who you are?
I do 85% of the time, then there are days I don't like myself at all. Life is continual growth though, so I am sure those other days will dwindle away eventually.
LTF
once when i was returning from work i decided to take a short cut home.
it was the halloween week and ppl had their houses decked out.
i turned into a dark road that has a house just every so often.
My last home, was an older character styled home. I was really excited to move in, as I love the quaint look and feel of the older styled homes.
The first day we were into the home, after everything had been moved in, friends came by to help with sorting and putting things away. We were all sitting at the kitchenette table, where to the left of it was the long hallway down past the bathroom, past the door that led to the basement to the backdoor.
My friend who was sitting closest to the hallway kept glancing down the hallway, looking quite disturbed. Suddenly she said, there is someone in the basement, a man, I just saw him at the top of the stairs. I laughed, so did everyone else, but she was serious. And seriously creeped out.
The basement was more or less unfinished still, and was basically a storage area, with a laundry area. There was no way to get into that basement other than coming in through the backdoor and then go down the stairs through the door at the top. So, I know, there was no one down there, nor any chance of someone sneaking in to pull a trick. Basically when she said this, I just thought silly friend, and promptly forgot about it.
Several days after moving in, late in the night, I was awakened to screams coming from the basement, my daughter at the same time came running into my room freaked right out, because she had heard screams as well. I pretended not to have heard a thing and just comforted her, telling her that it was a bad dream. I do know though what I heard, and it was directly below our rooms coming from the basement. No imagination made that happen.
Another night, I was having an insomnia moment, and couldnt sleep, but was laying in my bed when I heard banging coming from the kitchen. I thought to myself, what the heck is my girly doing up so late, so I got up to scoot her back off to bed. There was no one up nor awake, both her and her cat were sound asleep behind her closed door, so there was nothing alive and awake in my home to make the loud banging noises I heard.
I thought geesh.. calmly spoke to the room saying.. look.. I have to sleep here, so stop it, then went back to my room. I refuse to be afraid of unseen things, as I grew up with it, and decided long ago that I wouldnt allow anything to scare me, even if I couldnt see it. I am not schizo either.. smile.
My daughters friends did not visit often in this home, as they always did before, some of them had practicaly lived with us before, so it was odd for them not to be over. They had my daughter over to there home more often telling her that they were afraid of that basement, and got creeped out just walking past the door. It was clearly visible looking at them that they were afraid.
So, although some will say.. woweee.. great imagination.. I do know what I experienced did happen, and I heard what I heard.
This is the funniest part about the whole situation, after this happened, my daughter was convinced it was an old antique king james bible that I owned that was the cause of our problems. I had picked it up many years before at an estate sale, because it was such a great looking book, a teachers edition with alot of other cool and interesting stuff in it and very old. She said it was posessed, and tried to throw it out on me several times. I had to keep retrieving it from the garbage, or off the back portch where she had put it. I kept telling her though, Ive had that old book long before you were born, so its unlikely to start causing problems now.
i will no longer be posting here.
just wanted to tell you all i love you guys.
i will be checking p.m.'s for a few more days if anyone wants my contact info.
Will miss you BigD, I have always enjoyed your compassion and humor. Best of wishes in your future endeavors..
LTF
i know i'm setting myself up here, but here it goes.
first of all if you want to crack funnies about this or jokes, that's perfectly cool, it's alright, i don't mind.
however this is a true story from what happened in may and my motive for writing about this is not just humor, but i want to see if anybody else has experienced what my son went through while being in the mountains or anywhere.
LOL Abadon.. it was attached to my bike because everyone told me that it was a must.. but believe me.. if I had seen one.. I'de have peddaled faster than I ever had before..
Freedomfrog.. ..
i have to confess, i am addicted to old soppy songs, i guess i'm just an old romantic.
just wondering what your favourite love songs are, mine are a bit wet but i will post it anyway lol!.
john denver annies song - i can't help it i saw him singing it on telly once when i was little and fell in love with it.
So many great songs, and so hard to pick just one.. here's a sweet oldie I love..
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2erJIWnL15Q Slow Dancing Swaying to the Music... Johnny Rivers
i know i'm setting myself up here, but here it goes.
first of all if you want to crack funnies about this or jokes, that's perfectly cool, it's alright, i don't mind.
however this is a true story from what happened in may and my motive for writing about this is not just humor, but i want to see if anybody else has experienced what my son went through while being in the mountains or anywhere.
That to me would be a heart attack moment.. gosh! Very interesting experience though.
I lived in Whitehorse Yukon for 3.5 years before moving here, and heard many stories of people over the time I lived there believing they saw a bigfoot like creature. There is quite a following in that area who actually search and also claim to see UFO's there often. There were people from many walks of life who truly believed that this creature was out there, even though they had never seen it themselves.. so who really knows.
Thankfully, I never ran into anything like it, nor any other wild creature. I used to mountain bike through the trails there and down the river all the time, and had some people looking at me like I was bonkers for going alone. I did though have a huge can of bear spray attached to my bike just in case and would never have gone out alone in the dark.
i like to write poetry, mostly mushy girly stuff,.
to a dieing god.
i look at you now, my eyes brimming with glee,.
Great poem Sweetstuff
LTF
i have been battling an incurable illness and will be able to post less and less.
i will post my email, and any help you cna asend my way will be appreciated.
there is treatment but no cure and no cancer yet.
((((((Blondie)))))))
So sorry to hear your not well
LTF
my guess is probably not, or if they were they weren't that much of a jw or their perspective isn't so relevant to jw thought - i trust those that have been out a while understand what i mean, hindsight and all.
what i'd like to do is draw out a contrast that some may have by way of their personal experience, maybe a "worldly person" or other non-jw that is an example of someone that has a great and helpful perspective on life, vs. the jw one.
there may be people from this board, but i think even a specific telling moment with a simple thing could be good or even better.
One individual comes to mind for me, this man was an elder, fatherly like, a friend, a mentor, and a very intelligent man. He has passed on now, otherwise I would still keep in touch, as I can't think of many others I had such deep respect for. Even after my leaving, this man did not stop looking out for me, and through the years even after moving away he called just to see how I was doing. I imagine to myself if there was anyone who could truly be called a shephard, he was. The judgement, and conditional exceptance that so many live by in this religion, was not part of his character.
He was a devout JW and well respected elder, but more spiritual than anyone I have met so far. It always impressed me the library he had on religious topics and history books both JW and others. He never did hide this, and encouraged deeper study, always doing so himself. Looking back now, I wonder why this did not cause him trouble within the church, but for some reason it didnt.
It was reflecting on his attitude later in life that pushed me to research religions on a deeper level.. and think with open eyes.
Thank you for the topic.. it brought up a nice memory of life way back then..
Love this song.. U2 and Mary J sing it beautifully together..
Yes its getting better..
One love
One blood
One life
You got to do what you should
One life
With each other
Sisters
Brothers
One life
But we're not the same
We get to
Carry each other
Carry each other