What did you want to be when you grew up?
Posted on Sep 24th, 2009
by
barbara
This is in Response to the Questions and Reflections for September 24, 2009:
Alive, mostly. My childhood was hugely confusing and just a little bit dangerous, but I survived (obviously). And have been searching for meaning ever since. Fortunately, I found it! Yes, I found the meaning of life and it is ME! Yes! I am the meaning of my own life. Darn. Back to square one. So, if there is any meaning to be found, I have to make it . . . that's right. I have to make the meaning in my own life. I get to choose and make it happen on a daily moment-to-moment basis (oy). I get to choose who, what, when, where, and why anything or anyone is meaningful, has purpose, calls to me, deserves my time, money, attention, or matters in any way. It is all about me me me me me me me me me . . . what a huge responsibility that is . . . and I can't blame anyone else if I choose badly . . . got to choose well . . . have to make it matter to me . . . have to make sure it matters to the other people my choice might impact -- that's for sure . . . what to do . . . what to do . . . darn that conscience of mine! Gosh, guess I better go and find out what might be good for other people, too.

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That's just the kind of thing I love to hear people say and I especially love hearing it from you! When I think of all the good, bright women who went to their graves after sacrificing their own years of life for somebody else's pleasure and well being it makes me boil. Knowing that we really do have control of what we do and who we are has been the single most empowering thing in my life. I am not talking about Women's Lib here, I'm talking about MY Lib. And Barbara's Lib. and any body else who wants to know what it is to be your own person. Thank you, my hat's off to you! (Knuckle bump )
sandi visited my blog! sandi visited my blog! sandi visited my blog!
Doing the “Me finding's” of ones self discovery is Always a blessed attunement to awaken with. It's what is an All factor of a blessed movement,….Blessings for sharing your embrace to all about you:)
I'm off to dance with my arms around me, and have you/all in my heart with Blessed Love about me…..hugs,
Ri'
Barbara, I am supposed to be insulted? I don't know what to say, since when have I not visited your blog? Do you know you have cut me to the bone? Where in the name of goodness have you been? Just bull-sh-tting you, I'll get over it.
Hugs back to you, Rita :-)
And, for you, sandi – I know you visit often but I especially feel special when I have these ping-pong exchanges similar to the ones I see on your site (and Laurie's) that make me just a tad dizzy …
Barbara, I want you to know that you are one of my most highly esteemed friends at Gaia, and so the world at large. I don't mean like facebook friends, I mean REAL friends. Your name is at the top when I go checking for input, not only for your dry and wicked wit, but because you put a different spin on things that takes it all to a new level. After all, you were the first to be invited to come sit a spell and shell peas, unfortunately the deer liked the peas more than I did, they certainly ate more.
Do you have any idea how difficult it is to drink a hot cuppa tea through a face-splitting grin?! This is a great post and discussion thread!
Y'all always grin when I have to twist and contort to get my feet pried out of mouth!