Tuesday, May 1, 2012

I Wanna                                 

The world is full of  I wannas.
                                I wanna be rich.
                                I wanna lose weight.
                                I wanna go for a walk.


Then life happens. The economy, changes in the work force, stress, people coming, people going. The road winds and changes in real time and often before we can even get home. The whole idea that the universe is speeding up intrigues me. What happened in a week in my childhood can happen in moments today.  I believe this is true.  The sequence of:  Write a letter, go the the post office to buy a stamp, mail it, wait for a reply, rip it open with wide eyes of anticipation - is nearly a thing of the past. Instead, I can apply for donations, grants, jobs, credit cards, admission, register, buy movie tickets, all online. My human interface resorts to texting, Skyping, and talking to my husband's back while he plays chess or Facebooks. Yes, Facebook is also a verb.



The I wannas turn into the "I didn't" or "I should haves" too often. Having ignored that prompt to call a friend once was a too-late event as she died the next week of cancer. Regrets - yes. Lessons learned -yes. Living beyond my mistakes - as much as I can.





I challenge the world to ponder the "I wannas" in their life. Today is sliding down the number scale. The neutral zero does not exist. You are either living in the positive or negative part. It has been said our reality is a manifestation of our intentions and follow throughs. I believe this is true.




So today, I wanna fill my evening with:






                  a nature walk through my neighborhood


                  a phone call to my dear cousin's widow


                  a few moments of meditation in my garden


                  face time, not Facebook, with my husband


Junior Samples from Hee Haw doing
his famous car comercial.
"Just call BR549!"
               buy my f$rst $ilver bull$on bar       


                  dress up like Minnie Pearl and teach my son that BR549 was is phone number and about how Rindercella Slopped Her Drippers.  (video)


                  sing a few bars of "Dirty Lil"

and




laugh and ponder upon tomorrow's "I willas."




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