A New Hope (I'm not so good with the puns.. but you will understand soon)

So you know how much I love charity thingees. You may also recall that for about 3(ish) years I have been screaming "Save the Lars Homestead!" all over Twitter and my old journal -  and then when the project came to fruition I donated to that amazing cause. Now those 2 worlds collide.

A gentleman who I have seen around the Lars Homestead group is getting together funds to have a C-3PO costume. With this he plans to visit children in hospitals. I want you to imagine a sick child getting a visit by 3PO. Yeah, I got misty eyed too. And I got paid this week and decided to skip a trip to Wasabi and donate to this. I think things like this are important. Even a Pound (Did I mention that he is in Europe?) makes a difference. Skip a latte and drop $5 his way. Some day the kids will benefit.

Here is his blog. Check him out.


Tee-Threepio: Human Cyborg Relations: "Oh, yes, that's very good, I like that... Oh! ": Tonight's update ends the weekend on a positive note, which is great because I was getting worried that no donations would come in this week...

Help?

Interwebz: What is the safest (freeist!) "cloud" place to (digitally) store my editing so I can access anywhere I have internet?

It's raining sideways...

But I think I will head out anyway. We have a new yogurt shop in town (that is HUGE news in this place) called Mochi. My friends from around the globe who have a Mochi say it is really good. The grand opening is today so I think it's a good day.

I've all sorts of things I want to blog about - deep, shallow, and stuff inbetween.. but my mind is too scattered. Even my March Favs for The Lipstuff Blog is very very slow writing today. Maybe I just need to pop in Dance Central and get my groove on. After Mochi of course.

3 little words...

I think most of us live in reverse. Do. Have. Be. but we should actually  Be. Do. Have. I have felt this way for a while but wasn't sure how to put it into such simple words.. A seminar/workshop I attended Thursday night gave me the words. 

See, we do things so we can have things so we can be things. 

Shouldn't we be the things we want to be so we can do the things we want to do so we can have the things that are far greater things than anything we imagined?

Maybe if we transcend the Do. Have. Be. and become the Be. Do. Have. people, then maybe things will make more sense. Even if it doesn't make more sense, I have a feeling we will be much happier. 

I put Be. first many years ago (almost a decade now!) and I have just never been a happier person. I am certainly not the person I ever imagined I would be.. but I am happy. That means everything. 

I was trying to do Be. Have. Do. but I think I am gonna rearrange to Be. Do. Have. I bet everything else falls into place. 

I'm sorry it's over, I celebrate the beauty while it lasted.

Why do we say that an 11 year marriage that is now ending is a failure? Why is it? Shouldn’t we celebrate the 11 years of love? Eleven years of making smiles and laughter. Eleven years of making love. Eleven years of sharing your dreams and fears with someone else. Eleven years of raising children to be the best people they can be. Christmas’s, birthdays, trips to Disney.. these things are not failures. These things are wonderful! So it’s over now.. it was amazing while it lasted. Your cake will be gone in 6 bites. Should you not even take a bite at all? Of course not! You eat those bites, savor them, and be grateful you had the experience. So when people get divorced (or separated if they were never married) quit judging the entire time as a failure or a waste of time. A 72 hour marriage is a failure. Hell a 72 day marriage is a failure.. but 11 years? I say that was a success. The pressure to be in it for life (or else you fail) is too much pressure. What is that expression? “Just because you know the song will end doesn’t mean you shouldn’t dance.” An eleven year dance is a beautiful thing.

(Note: of course you are allowed to grieve for the couple and they are fully allowed to grieve the end of a beautiful thing. But it is NOT a failure. They are not failures. That is all.)