An Unscripted Life |
New city. New direction. New dream. Little to no idea how to get there. Welcome to my unscripted life. |
– Marie Curie
Haruki Murakami (via: onherway:conflictingheart)
This quote is VERY true. 2010-11, anyone?
(via geales)
A family were on holiday in Australia for a week and a half when husband, wife and their 15 year old son decided to go scuba diving. The husband is in the navy and has had some scuba experience. His son wanted a picture of his mum and dad in all their gear so he got the under water camera ready to go. When it came to taking the picture the dad realized that the son looked like he was panicking as he took it and gave the ‘OK’ hand sign to see if he was all right.
The son took the picture and swam to the surface and back to the boat as quick as he could so the mum and dad followed to see if he was OK. When they got back to him he was scrambling onto the boat and absolutely panicking. When the parents asked why, he said ‘there was a shark behind you.’ The dad thought he was joking but the skipper of the boat said it was true but they wouldn’t believe him.As soon as they got back to the hotel they loaded the picture onto there laptop and that was what they saw.
shut.up.
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How Are the Children
Adapted by Pat Hoertdoerfer from an excerpt of a speech by Rev. Dr. Patrick T. O’Neill
Among the most accomplished and fabled tribes of Africa, no tribe was considered to have warriors more fearsome or more intelligent than the mighty Masai. It is perhaps surprising, then, to learn the traditional greeting that passed between Masai warriors:”Kasserian Ingera,” one would always say to another. It means, “And how are the children?”
It is still the traditional greeting among the Masai, acknowledging the high value that the Masai always place on their children’s well-being. Even warriors with no children of their own would always give the traditional answer, “All the children are well.” Meaning, of course, that peace and safety prevail, that the priorities of protecting the young, the powerless, are in place. That Masai society has not forgotten its reason for being, its proper functions and responsibilities. “All the children are well” means that life is good. It means that the daily struggles for existence do not preclude proper caring for their young.
I wonder how it might affect our consciousness of our own children’s welfare if in our culture we took to greeting each other with this daily question: “And how are the children?” I wonder if we heard that question and passed it along to each other a dozen times a day, if it would begin to make a difference in the reality of how children are thought of or cared about in our own country.
I wonder if every adult among us, parent and non-parent alike, felt an equal weight for the daily care and protection of all the children in our community, in our town, in our state, in our country… . I wonder if we could truly say without any hesitation, “The children are well, yes, all the children are well.”
What would it be like … if the minister began every worship service by answering the question, “And how are the children?” If every town leader had to answer the question at the beginning of every meeting: “And how are the children? Are they all well?” Wouldn’t it be interesting to hear their answers? What would it be like? I wonder …
-From REACH February 1999uga:
(photo via Red and Black)
Traditions Monday: Why I Go Back To Athens
I’ll admit it: I am a lifelong Georgia Bulldog fan. I graduated from our state’s flagship university in 1984.
My wife and oldest son are also UGA graduates, and my youngest son is a student there. Attending…
remembering some great times today. college.is.awesome.
Everyone…
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I’m liking this $20 gold chevron lampshade.
Atta way, Target!
Um yup, I’m going to need this.
Yup I’m gonna need this rug for the new apartment [from urban].
All chevron, all the time.
Vague post is vague.
There is only one way to turn this Tuesday around.
And it’s Chipotle.
Always relevant. Watch out bird. Honey badger cray-zay.
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Ten years. How has it already been 10 years? The first tragedy that our generation witnessed and will always remember. The end of innocent days when...