Change Your Personality

Change your personality, thank you very much!

Flitting through her numerous memories from living 89 years, she picked a particularly grievous one that put a smile to her face.

Her teeth are beautiful.  Money helps.  And courage!  

As one past-seventy gentleman friend told me about his recent roller coaster ride with his grandson, "Courage had nothing to do with it because I had none.  I just closed my eyes and did it."

Want to enjoy the ride of old age?  Close your eyes!  Just do it!

But I digress.

Hattie was smirking as she told me how, years and years ago,  the college tried to keep her from getting her professorship and the committee who ruled NO had one comment:  she needs to work on her personality for a couple  more years.

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Say what??

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Don't want to see an educated bitch fly up in your face?  Then don't trot out "personality" as a  célébrer la cause.

Yeh, she got her professorship. 

Her "legal case" had zero merit, but don't underestimate the sticky fear of bad publicity a big mouth can engender.

Ahh, memories.

She's making new ones because she just told her pastor in no uncertain terms the error of his ways.

Personality. We just can't change it.

Why would anybody even bother to ask?

Entrenched in laughing about the art of aging,

Riverwatch

I am who I am.  
I am who I was.

We are who we are.  

We are who we were.

                                   And that's OK.

With or Without

With or Without

What do old women alone do? 

 They march or crawl or drag on to the finish line, 

with or without.

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Yeh.  Up in the middle of the night.
Not enough bitter chocolate to make me "ok".
Keep trying.

Thank you for your visit to the lonely watch,
Riverwatch

You know what my old but feisty cousin told me yesterday?  
Her only daughter is getting married to an ex-con who is already stealing from her.
My cousin said, "I tell God, You have the power to get rid of Satan.  It is time to call a halt to Satan and send Your Son back to earth.  Now is the time!  Send Jesus back to us. Today."

I did not even know my cousin was religious.  I knew she was smart, but this is a new out-loud refrain from her.

Ahh.....gettng old we are.

Cookie Cutter Kids

I'm really a nurse, but now that I am retired I work for the local school district as a substitute school teacher.
I love it.

To begin with I love children.  They are fascinating and so easy to love, understand and forgive.
Besides, there are only about 10 little cookie cutter kids and all the rest are replicas! 
It makes life easy when you only have to learn 10 basic forms and find you have aced the whole unending march of the little ones.

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March.  March.  March.


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Which brings me to the parade grounds. 
The parade grounds.  Known to me as the Twilight Zone, where reside the elders, seniors, oldies but goodies and other trolls. 

Good grief!  No two are alike!

Once upon a time I sort of wondered a bit about God.  He is magnificent and yet He seems to have not created as much diversity in children as you might expect Him to do, looking at the array of plants and animals and then seeing little cookie cutter kids.  Where is the variety?! 

But then I myself arrived on the parade grounds. 
OMG.
No two of us are even similar!   
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Aging.  It is the (final ?) brush of creativity to make sure we are truly unique.
The longer we live, the more unique we become.

No wonder we are a bit hard to understand.

No cookie cutter old people!


Withered and getting witherer,
I thank you for cutting me some slack.
Riverwatch

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More and more conscious....

becoming conscious

becoming more and more conscious & more and more conscious

Conscience is usually conceived of as an inner voice, which says “do this” or “don’t do that”. 

This may be a perfectly usable conception. 

But it may be more accurate to think of conscience as a voice that says 

“look at this”.

                                                                                                                   

                                                     "Behold"                                                                                                       



 One can manage to look away. 

However, we increase consciousness by listening to our conscience and seeing as it guides.

"Behold".

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Pain. The pain of increasing consciousness.
                                                                      "They don't love me."

     

Pain. Becoming global in our awareness.

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Pain.     Becoming universal in our awareness.

Love will get you through.  Oh, not being loved, but loving others.  Be prepared to cry for them.
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Crying,
Riverwatch

I once read, therefore it must be true, that the smarter you are and the more aware you are, the more you suffer.

That's why they invented Red Wine and Chocolate Milkshakes.  

To dull the pain of beholding.