Moonshine Muse

I have a cold right now and it is making me feel pretty *ugh!* Will probably hold off on blogging until I can think straight again. But considering that my sister gave me this cold, the kid-sister song (see past entries below) has somehow reversed to:

Big-sister, big-sister,
Whatever I have (*cough**sniffle*),
You're gonna have,
Big-sister, big-sister,
Big-sister and meeee! (Aachooo!)

Or maybe I need to work harder in finding this balance between my mind and my spirit.

I wonder if this could possibly be an evolutionary trend that could extend to other species. It would be a different version of the Brave New World that always frightened me if applied to humans (although the queen-thing doesn't seem too bad, he, he!).
"Finding a mate can be difficult. But at least we only have one other sex to worry about." I don't think the author considered bisexuals. . .but thinking science, I had to remember that a mate is defined as associating with another to propagate the species.

"Pity, then, Pogonomyrmex. These ants are, in effect, the first organism to have evolved more than two sexes. . .Pogonomyrmex has gone a step further down the path of interdependence by institutionalizing different roles in the genes. . .colony-founding queens must mate with a male of their own genetic strain to produce queens and need sperm from males of another strain to produce workers. . .as far as the superorganism is concerned, one male and one female may not be enough."
-5 March 2004 Vol.303:1464 SCIENCE magazine

(sing) "Kid-sister, kid-sister
Where ever I go,
You're gonna go.
Kid-sister, kid-sister,
Kid-sister and meeeeee!" (song)


- from the female song version of the "My Buddy" Doll

In certain Native American tribes (Navajo or Cherokee, I can't remember), the process of healing is quite different than Western medicine. The healer or medicine man/woman empowers their patients to find a balance between mind and spirit to cure their illnesses. In their belief system, balance is everything. The mind and the spirit are connected. The mind has an outlet through the voicebox and the spirit has its outlet through the heart, through feelings and emotions. Often, it is harder to listen to the spirit and because of this, leads to the mind making many of the decisions in life while the spirit is kept quiet. Eventually, one forgets to listen to the spirit and there is disconnection. To the Native Americans, this disconnection is the cause of disease. Now, I am in no way physically ill, but I feel this disconnection, this imbalance in myself. But in this case, my spirit is ruling over my mind. I am trying to find this balance between my mind and my spirit . . .believing that once I find it, I can be myself again, happy and ready to move on. I am a romantic at heart and my spirit is ever hopeful and forgiving. But my mind knows that what once was will not happen again, that it is not forever, and that I want more than what is offered. My mind knows that what my heart hopes for is not going to happen and that it is time to move on. If only my spirit and heart could be in balance with my mind, then I can move on. . . my healing could begin.

One of the ways that a girl tries to recover from a breakup is to form a new look or to make herself more appealing to somehow inspire confidence. As a result, I usually get my haircut or do some major shopping. I chose to not get a new hairdo because I did not want to spend the money. Ironically enough, I just ordered a whole lot of Avon products which ended up costing more than a new do. Somehow, I feel there is something wrong here.

Thank you Seizure of Power and Grandpa's Chipmunk for the warm welcome, I really appreciate it. I admit I was very anxious about blogging since I am at a point in my life when I am trying to recover from unhappiness. Why would I want to blog out my sadness to the world when I sometimes feel that it is unforgiving? But as withadot told me, that is the best time to blog. And in a way, he is right. So thanks again for the peer pressure, sometimes a person needs it. ... I must say though, Seizure of Power leads a very interesting life (dinner with the Arch Bishop of Nigeria?). Hope everyone is doing well. I bid you goodnight.

"When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has opened for us." -Helen Keller

Reflecting on a previous conversation with Grandpa's Chipmunk while we were out rollerblading yesterday. . . I am reminded of one of the many things that I admire about her. It is her willingness to not only see the many doors that have opened before her but to also explore them. I, however, am not ready to see the open door. I am still looking at the closed one.

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Okay, so blogger is currently not allowing me to upgrade. Therefore, this site could potentially be a photo-less site. So for those of you who are more of the visual kind of person (such as myself) I cannot upload images unless linked. Fear not, there are other ways, I think. Ah well, such is life.

i like danielle's multiple personalities.

Okay, okay. . .so I finally did it. HAPPY now, Kausar? Boy, peer pressure really sucks.