What more is there to say? Congratulations go out to Samuel L. Jackson for his efforts to get people to wake up to the very probable reality should Romney/Ryan be elected this November.
The nomination for a One Lovely Blog Award comes to me from ‘reocochran,’ author of the Witless Dating After Fifty blog. She has so much courage navigating the today’s ‘dating after 50’ scene, which is difficult to navigate at its best, but her stories are heart-warming and real. She doesn’t gloss over the bad experiences, but neither does she dwell on them. Being divorced and single in middle age seems to be more and more of the norm for both women and men, but I really admire you, RC for continuing your pursuit of finding someone you can experience your “happily ever after.” Kudos to you my dear, dear friend!
I am honored albeit a little puzzled since I haven’t quite figured out what my blog is yet. It started out with sharing something in me that needed to come out about my pain. Then it became a political platform to discuss what’s going on in my state and then nationally with the upcoming presidential elections. At some point I took a complete U-turn when Paul Ryan (Mr. ID10T) talked about rape being another “method of conception.” I let loose and could not remain silent any longer about my own experience. I think at this point I start to do a lot of introspection and self-examination. After all, I was experiencing insomnia at that point so I had a lot of time to think about all of it!
Please do not misunderstand, but I’m unsure why that makes my blog “lovely”. There is a lot of pain in there, but also some growth—thanks to this wonderful community. I do appreciate you, RC for your unbelievable kindness from Day One!
Anyway, here are the rules for this award as they were relayed to me:
- Put the award logo into a blog post. (check)
- Thank and link back to the person (optional–are you kidding?) who nominated you. This is mandatory in my book. (check, check)
- List seven (7) things about yourself (why 7 I wonder…?) (check, check, check—see below)
- Nominate fifteen (15?) other blogs (holy cow!) (check, check & double checked—see below the below!)
And here is a list of (7) things you likely do not know about me:
1. I have had 14 years of classical piano training. Mozart, Beethoven, Debussy and Gershwin are my all-time favorite composers.
2. My favorite food of all time is the carrot. It’s simple, portable and good for you. I must share a bit of a back story that you might find a little amusing: When the orthodontist years ago said I wouldn’t be able to eat Doritos other hard foods, I didn’t bat an eyelid; however, when he said I couldn’t have carrots, I broke down and cried right in front of him. A few used tissues later, he shared with my mother and me that I was the first young person ever who actually cried over not having my favorite vegetable. He told us that most young people protested over not having their favorite snack foods like Doritos or the crunchy Cheetos, but never carrots!
3. My favorite decadent dessert is a tossup. First would be my Chocolate buttermilk bars (sort of like ‘brownies’ but much lighter in texture, and so decadent with all the chocolate). My second favorite dessert would be Lemon meringue pie. I can never quite get the meringue right, but the freshly squeezed lemons make the filling oh-so-good-on-my-tongue tasty.
4. My favorite summertime drink is a really well-made Margarita, and my favorite wintertime drink is a Southern Comfort Old-Fashioned sweet. It warms the tongue, throat and tummy nicely especially with the cinnamon, bitters and orange slices added.
5. Lately I’ve taken to reading Victorian romance and/or erotic romance novels (no comment).
6. R.–I, too, have the same guilty pleasure: Revenge on ABC. What is it they say about great minds…? 😀
7. I’m rediscovering who I am, what I want to become, which direction my life will take, and what I want to be when I grow up. Honestly, this is no small undertaking, believe me!
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Now—Below is a list of (12) of my all time favorite posts by some REALLY AMAZING bloggers!
I really have enjoyed their posts; they are people who I’ve learned from, who I’m in awe of or who I’ve been extremely moved by.
These are in no specific order:
https://hughmannbeing.wordpress.com/2012/08/26/you-broke-a-man-i-hope-that-you-are-proud/
https://wordsthatserve.wordpress.com/2012/09/13/thats-how-soft/
https://picturebandit.wordpress.com/2012/09/23/lies-luegen/
https://doakonsult.wordpress.com/2012/08/31/go-ahead-make-my-day/
https://monicastangledweb.com/2012/08/31/in-the-hot-seat/
https://hallidd.wordpress.com/2012/09/07/bill-clinton-wow/
https://dailydouq.wordpress.com/2012/09/16/impact-of-wired-world-is-blogging-social-media/
https://authenticteaching.wordpress.com/2012/07/22/the-value-of-philosophy/
https://thoughtradar.wordpress.com/2012/09/12/musings-and-amusings-part-2/
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Please take the time to check these posts out. Many are simply exquisite and beautiful beyond measure. I hope you enjoy!
Now I believe that takes care of the rules, and to RC, my gratefulness is unending; you’re simply the best!
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From ‘OneStillBreathing’, thank you SO MUCH for reading!
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Image courtesy of bbcamerica.com/doctor-who/
This is a quote by the Good Doctor himself in the Doctor Who episode entitled Dinosaurs on a Spaceship, which was on BBC television recently. For those of you non-Whovians, Doctor Who has been British TV’s longest running television program for nearly 50 years. To learn more, click on this link About Doctor Who.
Unlike this person’s opinion of the entire episode and general discontent with The Doctors‘ actions at the end of the episode (please reference here), this is what I came away with and continued thinking about well after the ending credits.
First though—A wee bit of setup is needed…
Solomon (the villian) just admitted to The Doctor that he committed genocide onboard the ship they were on, and that if The Doctor were in his shoes, he’d want the profits just as much as Solomon would.
As The Doctor walks away from Solomon, he emphatically said to him,
“Don’t ever judge me by your standards.”
Wow…WOW! I proceeded to say these words aloud and then say them by placing emphasis on different words and/or combination of words. I think The Doctor’s intent and meaning along with my perception were one-in-the-same. Yes indeed, they were one-in-the-same!
Intent = Perception = Meaning….fascinating!
This is the first time I’ve encountered this happening since I began blogging. Almost always the author’s intent and meaning are subject to my perception(s) as the reader and the sum of my experience. There results in a general understanding, but attaining a perfect synchronization between three very distinct and individual concepts is remarkable.
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But I digress…So I tried again to look at these words and see if changing the emphasis again (symbolized here by the use of CAPITAL lettering), would change the intended meaning:
“Don’t ever judge ME by YOUR standards.”
“Don’t EVER JUDGE me BY YOUR STANDARDS.”
“DON’T EVER JUDGE ME BY YOUR STANDARDS.”
How about that? The meaning remains the same regardless of where emphasis is placed. Even if you chose not to use any emphasis, the meaning remains the same.
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I then took one more step (couldn’t help myself) and thought of several statements that could be eliminated from human speech with The Doctor’s proclamation. The following are my “interpretations” with a little something special added:
- Don’t ever judge me by your Religion.
- Don’t ever judge me by your Ethics or lack thereof.
- Don’t ever judge me by your Prejudice or politics.
- Don’t ever judge me by your Uber money you have.
- Don’t ever judge me by your Beliefs or morals.
- Don’t ever judge me by your Lineage or race.
- Don’t ever judge me by your Interest in guns.
- Don’t ever judge me by your Class while denying it exists.
- Don’t ever judge me by your Apathy or ignorance.
- Don’t ever judge me by your Narrow minded view of the world.
- Don’t ever judge me by your Sexual orientation.
Imagine that! We could eliminate all of the above bulleted points by simply saying,
“Do not judge me by your standards.”
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(Hey REPUBLICANS—Do you understand “my meaning”?) 😀
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From ONESTILLBREATHING to all of you: In light of that vile reblog I posted yesterday for all of you, THIS reblog contributes something to us all. I certainly couldn’t have said it any better myself. Thank you Lantern Post!
From ONESTILLBREATHING to My Followers: I find it detestable that I’m proceeding to reblog this post, but change won’t happen in this world without opening eyes and ears to what is going on around us.
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My response to this post is as follows:
Folks—The genie’s out of the bottle now—the Muslims aren’t remaining silent and neither should we. When Americans find out about a morsel from YouTube, do you really think people are going to just ignore it and not give it any less ‘attention than it should have’? Hell no…Americans are like bottom-feeders feasting off of other people’s pain. This post is evidence of that!**************************
The so-called film apparently has done what it set out to do according to what you say, which apparently is similar to your blog, but suggesting ways that these Middle Eastern people should or could do ‘ritual suicide’ or ‘self-immolation’ to themselves is beyond comprehension. Are you even human?
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Exactly for whose sake would these people be doing this for anyway…YOU? Your supposed sarcasm? I can hear you now (Sargastic Irrelevance) laughing right now. You haven’t a clue the ripple effect of what posts like this do to our humanity. It’s no wonder we Americans are hated all over the world. The Middle Eastern people deserve better than what you’ve written here or for that matter what Americans have NOT done to be better humanitarians. Some role models we are! And you certainly aren’t helping!
I was trying to think about what could be done to stop all this rage in the Islamic world over the poorly made movie regarding their prophet which depicted him as a child molester. I haven’t actually seen this movie, so I can’t comment on the acting, but I thought perhaps I might offer some suggestions to the armed young men out there waving signs and throwing containers of gasoline. There are some alternative ways you can protest this movie, and you should know about them.
First, there’s a rating system. Yes, rather than slaughtering people, you can rate this movie very very poorly. I know it’s probably more fun to slaughter people, and you don’t have anything else to do, but there are a variety of sites that allow users to rate movies, so you should look for them and post your comments. By the way, the fewer stars…
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As I sit here writing
staring off in a haze,
I am remembering one
fateful September day.
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And on that very day,
who knew that I’d meet a man?
No…a force of nature
with gentle eyes, voice and hands.
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Once, twice, thrice and more
vanquishing my naïveté,
Coming back through that door
heartening a new reality.
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His kindness and wit
certainly hard to resist.
Hardworking to the bone
inspiring me to persist.
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Perseverance and tenacious
words I use to describe
This force of nature
a man driven to survive.
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He was called “friend” then
and oh what a pleasure,
Fortunate that I knew
this man beyond all measure.
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2009 September 09
©onestillbreathing
The attached video REVEALS THE LIES of REP. JOE WALSH (R-Illnois). Now for those of you (including Mr. Walsh) who were not able to see or listen to this young woman, Sandra Fluke, recent Law Graduate form Georgetown University, at the Democratic National Convention (DNC), I’m pleased to provide you her speech in HER words that night.
Some of you may remember that earlier this year, Republicans shut me out of a hearing on contraception. In fact, on that panel, they didn’t hear from a single woman, even though they were debating an issue that affects nearly every woman. Because it happened in Congress, people noticed. But it happens all the time. Many women are shut out and silenced. So while I’m honored to be standing at this podium, it easily could have been any one of you. I’m here because I spoke out, and this November, each of us must do the same.
During this campaign, we’ve heard about the two profoundly different futures that could await women—and how one of those futures looks like an offensive, obsolete relic of our past. Warnings of that future are not distractions. They’re not imagined. That future could be real.
In that America, your new president could be a man who stands by when a public figure tries to silence a private citizen with hateful slurs. Who won’t stand up to the slurs, or to any of the extreme, bigoted voices in his own party. It would be an America in which you have a new vice president who co-sponsored a bill that would allow pregnant women to die preventable deaths in our emergency rooms. An America in which states humiliate women by forcing us to endure invasive ultrasounds we don’t want and our doctors say we don’t need. An America in which access to birth control is controlled by people who will never use it; in which politicians redefine rape so survivors are victimized all over again; in which someone decides which domestic violence victims deserve help, and which don’t. We know what this America would look like. In a few short months, it’s the America we could be. But it’s not the America we should be. It’s not who we are.
We’ve also seen another future we could choose. First of all, we’d have the right to choose. It’s an America in which no one can charge us more than men for the exact same health insurance; in which no one can deny us affordable access to the cancer screenings that could save our lives; in which we decide when to start our families. An America in which our president, when he hears a young woman has been verbally attacked, thinks of his daughters—not his delegates or donors—and stands with all women. And strangers come together, reach out and lift her up. And then, instead of trying to silence her, you invite me here—and give me a microphone—to amplify our voice. That’s the difference.
Over the last six months, I’ve seen what these two futures look like. And six months from now, we’ll all be living in one, or the other. But only one. A country where our president either has our back or turns his back; a country that honors our foremothers by moving us forward, or one that forces our generation to re-fight the battles they already won; a country where we mean it when we talk about personal freedom, or one where that freedom doesn’t apply to our bodies and our voices.
But then there is always ONE decenter, ONE Republican Judas, amongst the staunch Republican rank and file, whose only purpose seems to be lying and distracting good people like you from the truth.
The following is from The Huffington Post article Joe Walsh To Sandra Fluke: ‘Go Get A Job’ by Chris Gentilviso | Posted 09.09.2012
Rep. Joe Walsh (R-Ill.) took aim at Georgetown University Law graduate Sandra Fluke on Saturday, attacking her on the issue of birth control.
In a video captured by CREDO Super PAC at a campaign event in Addison, Ill., Walsh pointed to Fluke’s Wednesday evening speech at the Democratic National Convention, calling her remarks “embarrassing.”
“Think about this, a 31-32 year old law student who has been a student for life, who gets up there in front of a national audience and tells the American people, ‘I want America to pay for my contraceptives,'” Walsh told the crowd. “You’re kidding me. Go get a job. Go get a job Sandra Fluke.”
Here also is the video:
This man (if you can call him that) is utterly shameless, reprehensible, and totally disrespectful of this young woman and her cause to be heard when so many Washington DC representatives (all male in case you hadn’t heard) SHUT HER OUT! I’d certainly not like to be the wife who has to stand by his side during public appearances! (shiver…) I almost feel sorry for her…almost…
To sleep or not to sleep—you might just have a choice! Personally I’ve been dealing with insomnia for a couple of months now, and from all the articles I’ve read, they usually tell me what happens in my brain OR what can go wrong with my body while I am suffering from sleep deprivation. We’re taught from a fairly young age how to take care of ourselves. We’re taught later on that when we choose wisely by exercising regularly, eating healthier, minimizing stress, and getting the proper rest each day or night, we CAN mitigate most of the negative responses we may have with regard to the stimulus in our lives. This is all good in theory, but something totally different in practice especially where sleep is concerned.
The problem I have is this: All these so-called medical professionals, wellness therapists and even government officials forget to tell us that of these positive recommendations that we can do for ourselves, (and I know there are a lot more), they forget to tell us that sleep is the most important one of all! Without sleep, performance of the other recommendations diminishes significantly over time for those experiencing certain types of sleep disorders (mine is insomnia; yours might be entirely different). So if all of these recommendations are truly “choices” we consciously make, then it follows that sleep is also a choice.
Could making the choice to sleep be that simple? Really?? Perhaps it could be; this is definitely something I never considered before. In my experience, I either slept or I didn’t—that was it, but then I started to think about wellness. Without deciding to regularly exercise, you will become flabby and weak. Without choosing to eat healthier, you will most decidedly put weight on and many people know what that does to your energy level—Oh my, something just flew passed; I wonder what it was. Ah ha…I know. It was the last of my remaining energy for today! 🙂 And of course you already know that if you do not reduce your stress level, you are less likely to have the ability to think and focus. You’ll also be more prone to ‘catching the latest bug going around’ OR nature forbid it, something even more serious like heart attack, stroke or cancer.
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But how could I think about sleep the same way—as a “choice”, that is? Going the medical route to ultimately obtain some medication with who knows what is in it, (most likely unnatural substances), MIGHT be one way to handle sleeplessness (been there; done that; continue to do so for some unresolved reason). One certainly CAN kick the clutter out of their sleeping environment. I know this is a possibility for all of us; unfortunately in my circumstance, this did little for my insomnia. Great for my bedroom though. Yes, we could change out our 10 year old mattresses as the industry dictates (20 in my case, and something I’m perfectly willing to do but currently am not capable of doing financially). However, for those of us fortunate enough to have available laundry facilities in our homes or in the area where we live, we can and often do wash those bed linens thoroughly.
However, the notion of NOT letting thoughts, random or otherwise, interfere with sleep seems like utter nonsense to me! I am not some computer you can just turn ON and OFF with a flick of a button. Sometimes I have days at work that consume me, and I have to think about things in order to resolve them within myself. I don’t have someone that lives with me in real life to bounce things off or to help keep me in balance. Goodness, we rush around and push ourselves every single day—how can we not have these thoughts penetrating and permeating throughout our brains like coffee grounds through a filter or how blood does through our veins? This all depends on how fast or slow your ‘thought throughput’ is, but I digress here. How can we prevent these ‘random thoughts’ from interfering with our “good night’s sleep” so that we reap the restorative benefits that sleep provides? By the way, I refer to this ‘state of being’ as “my messy-mindedness”.
Some say to drinks lots of water throughout the day (I drink a minimum of 2 liters worth; insomnia continues). Others say to do light stretching exercises to relax muscles (I have; insomnia continues) or yoga (I can’t; my knees won’t allow me to). Still others say to relax your body completely (i.e. don’t do a thing) for at least an hour before your planned bedtime (I have tried; insomnia continues). And yet others remind me just to breathe…(okay I know this one; I think I have this one down).
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Then I started thinking about the mind. You know there’s so much to do and think about that it’s hard to shut it all out when we need to the most. I’ve tried by listening to soothing music, audio books (about non-controversial subjects), or reading a romantic tryst on my Kindle an hour before bed (in reflection perhaps not always the best choice), but my insomnia continues. Insomnia for me feels like someone has placed strings on all the still-moving joints on my body, and somehow this mysterious, baneful Puppet Master has me going all over the place mentally, emotionally and physically.
So before too many more sleepless nights and weeks pass, I finally seek medical assistance. And yes, you guessed correctly if you said they gave me a pill (actually 2). Therefore since late July, I have been pumping doses into my body every night, which are supposed to literally “knock me out”. Well, why in nature’s valley would I take something that would knock me out? This sounds extreme, but like some old proverb said, “Desperate times call for drastic measures” (or is that drastic times call for desperate measures…)
But the joke here is really on ME! These doctors had me convinced that this treatment would help arrest my insomnia. Ha! I’ve got news for them! When or even if these pills work on a given night, I’m lucky to get 2 to 3 hours of ‘unconsciousness’, not sleep per se, but ‘unconsciousness’. Having had insomnia this long, my mind has been tricked into skipping over sleep stages 3 and 4 (deep sleep), which provide the greatest release of HGH or human growth hormone associated with healing the body. Therefore, I am not the benefactor of the restorative phases of the sleep. I am simply awake regardless of whether I re-do all the measures I listed above or not. Now another doctor (a psychiatrist this time) told me to take yet another pill after the “I’m awake” phase occurs. I know you can’t see me laughing, but I’m laughing all the same. 😀
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And then on the morning of Thursday, September 6, after sleeping a full 9 hours straight of dreamless sleep especially with having none over the previous 48, I had a ‘moment’—some might say an ‘epiphany moment’—but upon waking up that morning, I had a moment all the same.
It was a moment like no other. It was a single moment of sheer clarity that somehow changed the way I thought about sleep—even the lack of it!
It came to me in a plethora of ideas in a single thought in that ‘moment’, and it left just as quickly as it came.
My heart was literally beating out of my chest at that point so I slowly took a deep breath in…. and then exhaled s-l-o-w-l-y o-u-t while breathing the word “ahhhh…” and repeated this several more times. It was a rather extraordinary experience—a little more than mind-blowing too!
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“A choice. A choice? Sleeping as a choice? Sleeping IS a choice?”, I thought to myself. Why would sleeping be a choice? Better still, why wouldn’t sleeping be a choice? As human beings we make thousands of decisions daily, we’re just not cognizant of them. We rise out of our beds. We take care of the necessary business. We start boiling water for tea or making coffee or for me it’s a full ½ liter of water. We take a shower or bath or not or aren’t able to. We have breakfast. We brush and floss our teeth. We gargle with a rinse aid or mouthwash or we don’t. We grab a little something (healthy hopefully) for sustenance as we rush out our doors only to face a hundred more decisions before we even arrive at work, to school or wherever we choose to go in our daily lives.
Please know this: I am not a therapist, a psychologist, a psychiatrist, or any type of health care professional.
I also am aware that researchers have “found gamma-aminobutyric acid (GABA), the most common inhibitory transmitter in the brain, is reduced by nearly 30 percent in individuals who have been suffering from primary insomnia for more than six months.” The source of this information can be found here.
This post ONLY reveals my ‘moment’, my ‘epiphany’, my single ‘thought of clarity’ about my experience upon waking the other morning.
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I would not conclude this post without acknowledging the inspirations of two fellow human beings—one who I very recently became friends with, and another from high school who I recently reconnected with—but BOTH of these individuals are the reason why I’ve written this post. They challenged me and encouraged me to think beyond my own boundaries, to expand my mind and to grow more deeply as a human being. To this end, I am grateful.
In time I think I will recover from “my messy-mindedness” and eventually my insomnia may indeed subside by knowingly choosing to sleep. I know this may sound strange, ‘knowingly choosing to sleep’, but for me sleep has been elusive for more than 2 months now. If I can garner some insight from my own ‘epiphany’ from my waking thoughts, then why not?
I don’t know what will happen next, but I do know that I have absolutely nothing to lose by trying. By my way of thinking, there’s a freedom in all of this that I’ve not known with thinking in terms of allowing myself the choice “to sleep or not to sleep.” That is the question for you to answer for yourself.
From ‘onestillbreathing’ thank you for reading…and hey, let’s get some sleep! 😀









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