I love dogs!!! I don’t understand people who don’t love dogs. My advice to any adult is to get a dog. Life gets hard. All people and all circumstances can become difficult (from mildly to extremely). If you need a reprieve. And you just want to feel loved. Get a dog! They are worth caring, feeding, worrying about and cleaning-up after. With all that said, for you dog lovers and care(r) for(s) you must visit the Dog Blog. I’m normally not a big fan of corporate blogs, they’re impersonal…and…well corporate(y). But Dogster has seemed to dodged that bullet. They have some of the cutest and most special dogs (minus my own…and your’s of course) to see. If you want to know about dogie Halloween costumes, dog park etiquette or the “Fresh Patch” (it is how it sounds only it’s for the house) to name a few topics, visit the blog. If I can’t convince you, then maybe the picture above from the Dog Blog will. If dogie eyes still don’t convince you, your heart may very well be made of stone.
I need to preface this post by saying I’m not here to get on the morbid ban wagon, or to increase my viewership by posting about the subject de jour. In fact, I don’t own a Mac, an IPhone or an IPad…but I do have IPod. However I, as most people, often get contemplative when someone whom has forged a great presence in the world dies. When this occurs (as is often the case but its only in some cases that we really sit up and take notice) I’m reminded of two things. First, we all have the ability to consciously be like a Steve Jobs, leaving a positive massive worldly, city wide, or familial footprint. However, very few of us will actively choose to do so. Secondly, times like these remind me of the inevitable. We will all die. For most we don’t ever want to think about that. It’s just too awful to contemplate. So we walk around day after day, week after week, assuming we have all the time in the world. Never really coming to grips with the fact that we don’t have all the time in the world. For others, the fact of death is an impetus to action and relaxation. These people move because they know their time is limited. These people relax because they know that every ‘thing’ is transitory as is every ‘body.’ There are great life lessons being said by great living people, famous and not famous. Unfortunately, it’s not until they die that we often listen. So here are some of Steve Jobs’s great life lessons learned from the mountains and valleys of his own life. Mr. Jobs has died. But maybe now we’ll start to listen to him a little more closely, and take what he has to say to heart. Here is his complete Stanford Commencement Address from 2005. Continue reading
Not getting what you want? Feeling the sting of the global recession? Are you wondering what the way out is? I have a suggestion. Start acting Entitled. Start acting like you are too Entitled to be the victim of economic circumstance. Act so Entitled that the mere thought of it is a bore. Act as if you are owned pleasure, increase in everything, and favor with people. Act as if you are bored with anything less than these. Sounds crazy? Maybe. But what you believe becomes you’re world. We are master creators, most of us just don’t know it yet. Entitlement seems to be a dirty word to most. We think it is synonymous with wealth and rudeness. There is nothing wrong with wealth, rudeness however is an entirely different matter. We also seem to think that Entitlement is only bestowed on those of a certain family or class. I beg to differ. Being here, alive, entitles all of us think and live well. You don’t have to take my word for it. Ask anyone who lives Entitlement just how their world is, and I bet it will be easier than yours. However, this pick-me-up isn’t for everyone. If you want to stay in the drudgery of martyrdom, go ahead. But I guarantee if you try it for one day, less will seem to bother you and more will come to you. You’ll be different. You’ll feel different. I’ve said it before, believing is seeing.
I love fashion. I love first ladies. With the recent release of the Jackie O. recordings it got me thinking again about fashion and first ladies. Now I can admit that not all first ladies are fashionable. Therefore, they all don’t deserve fashion blogs and/or books dedicated to their style. I also have to admit that for my taste, I’ve never been alive during a presidency in which I truly observed the first lady to be fashionable. I’ve done two things with the latter statement: 1) dated myself, and 2) excluded princesses (Diana) to be exact. Now regardless of your political views we have another real fashionable first lady. Luckily for people like me, Mary Tomer Byun, or “Mrs. T” saw early on what many of us would want… a chronicle of Mrs. Obama’s style in a blog called Mrs. O. An online picture book of sorts. What I love the most is how up-to-date all the images are. We don’t just get to see Mrs. Obama’s fashion sense during formal appearances or occasions but also at the local Target store. Because, she like us has to get some necessities. If you like style attached to a first lady I suggest Mrs. O. There’s no better way to see how one of the most influential women in the world dresses from day to day.
I think that there is something that we all inherently know, despite our resistance to acknowledge it. We are all inherently really very small. Like a bug. We may have big personalities and big impressive jobs, homes, and accomplishments. But we’re really at the mercy of something much greater. It may be a hurricane, tornado, job loss, death of a friend or family member, or the unexpected arrival of a baby. Big events, with maximum impact, with very little input from us. These events can erode our physical and mental foundations, and bring upheaval into our seemingly ordered worlds.
Have you ever noticed an ant as you walk in its path? You’re the unexpected presence from which it attempts to run away. Once you’ve gone I can only expect that ant goes back to doing what it was doing in the first place. Does it then ponder its existence and the meaning of what it does. I doubt it. That gift is specifically reserved for us. Unlike a bug we rarely have the same amount of life snuffing footsteps to contend with, but contend with them we do nonetheless. So what gives?Instead of deriving positive energy out of our size realization, moving as briskly as possible in the direction we know we want to head doing what we know we can, we do the complete opposite. We make ourselves smaller by berating our inability to control the big events. We never could control them. The only problem is now we have to acknowledge it.
We are really very small.
The question now remains if we want our actions to stay that way?
Do you know that the most used word in the English language is “I”. I’m sure I’ve used it more than its fair share here. Do you know what “I” think is the most popular phrase in the English language? “I’m getting old.” Actually, what’s getting old is people above the age of 55 (even 60) saying their getting old. We live in a culture where we are living longer and better than former generations. Yet persons, many persons, of a certain mindset feel the need to proclaim that they are getting old. Seriously? You’re OLD at 38, 40, 45, 50, 55? While the response may be, well I am getting older each year numerically, that’s not the implied meaning when you say “I’m getting old.” It’s implication is that you can’t do what you used to be able to do when you were younger, in your 20s. What may that have been? Eating too much crap and washing it down with too much alcohol, but still being able to get up the next morning relatively skinny and less the worse for wear? I would venture to say that you have more capability, intelligence, knowledge, guts, individuality and common sense than you did when you weren’t old. But in our culture we fail to give credence to such things, instead opting for the popular sound bite of “I’m getting old.” But you know what, I guess you’re right. You are old in the important ways…in spirit and mindset. But please, don’t tell me how old you are there’s no need. All I have to do is listen to you for about 5 minutes to know the obvious.
I used to be fascinated with “celebrity” until I decided my time was much more valuable than reading about famous people going to the supermarket, or discussing their personal lives….again. But, there are some things that I never get tired of. I’m enthralled with the work of people, and learning about how they see what they do and what motivates them in their work. That I have tolerance for, whether they are known or unknown to the world. I have some interior design interest, as do many of you. Although I don’t have enough interest to actually do it. Anyway you may have heard of KWID or Kelly Wearstler Interior Design, or you may have seen Ms. Wearstler on some Bravo channel design show (at least I think it’s Bravo). In the world of interiors, she is a very well known designer. If you know of her even more than that, she definitively has her own obviously unique style and vibe-which I really like about her. Which might be the reason why her blog is called My Vibe My Life. It’s Ms. Wearstler, her life, style, and work-with big fat glossy pictures. The text is minimal but the pictures are plentiful and say a lot about her world. Take a look! It’s always interesting to feel someone else’s Vibe and peek into their life.