Woman

Jayne LeachFollow

14 February at 13:23 · 

To all my female friends - this is for you .... and it is so so true xx
This is one of the best posts I've read about woman... You have to read it completely... it's worth it!!

WOMAN. . . . . . . . .

When God created woman he was working late on the 6th day.......

An angel came by and asked." Why spend so much time on her?"

The lord answered. "Have you seen all the specifications I have to meet to shape her?"

She must function on all kinds of situations,
She must be able to embrace several kids at the same time,
Have a hug that can heal anything from a bruised knee to a broken heart,
She must do all this with only two hands,"
She cures herself when sick and can work 18 hours a day"

THE ANGEL was impressed" Just two hands.....impossible!

And this is the standard model?"

The Angel came closer and touched the woman"
"But you have made her so soft, Lord".
"She is soft", said the Lord,
"But I have made her strong. You can't imagine what she can endure and overcome"

"Can she think?" The Angel asked...
The Lord answered. "Not only can she think, she can reason and negotiate"

The Angel touched her cheeks....
"Lord, it seems this creation is leaking! You have put too many burdens on her"
"She is not leaking...it is a tear" The Lord corrected the Angel…

"What's it for?" Asked the Angel..... .
The Lord said. "Tears are her way of expressing her grief, her doubts, her love, her loneliness, her suffering and her pride."...

This made a big impression on the Angel,
"Lord, you are a genius. You thought of everything.
A woman is indeed marvellous"

Lord said."Indeed she is.
She has strength that amazes a man.
She can handle trouble and carry heavy burdens.
She holds happiness, love and opinions.
She smiles when she feels like screaming.
She sings when she feels like crying, cries when happy and laughs when afraid.
She fights for what she believes in.

Her love is unconditional.
Her heart is broken when a next-of-kin or a friend dies but she finds strength to get on with life"

The Angel asked: So she is a perfect being?
The lord replied: No. She has just one drawback
"She often forgets what she is worth".

12 MIND-ALTERING QUOTES FROM THE BRAIN OF TIMOTHY LEARY

Timothy Leary is best known for his role as the poster boy of the 1960’s counterculture revolution. It was Leary who advised the world to “turn on, tune in, drop out”. Most people don’t know the side of Leary that was a writer, psychologist, futurist, and pioneer. Interestingly enough, he is also the first person to have their remains sent to outer space, where he is probably more comfortable than he ever was on earth. Leary was one of the most revolutionary minds of his time, and his insights carry just as much wisdom today, some 20 years after his death. One of my favorite things I’ve ever read was when Leary wrote:

“Admit it. You aren’t like them. You’re not even close. You may occasionally dress yourself up as one of them, watch the same mindless television shows as they do, maybe even eat the same fast food sometimes. But it seems that the more you try to fit in, the more you feel like an outsider, watching the “normal people” as they go about their automatic existences. For every time you say club passwords like “Have a nice day” and “Weather’s awful today, eh?”, you yearn inside to say forbidden things like “Tell me something that makes you cry” or “What do you think deja vu is for?”. Face it, you even want to talk to that girl in the elevator. But what if that girl in the elevator (and the balding man who walks past your cubicle at work) are thinking the same thing? Who knows what you might learn from taking a chance on conversation with a stranger? Everyone carries a piece of the puzzle. Nobody comes into your life by mere coincidence. Trust your instincts. Do the unexpected. Find the others…”

Here are 11 more of Leary’s greatest quotes:

“Women who seek to be equal with men lack ambition.”

“Intelligence is the ultimate aphrodisiac”

“The level of intelligence has been tremendously increased, because people are thinking and communicating in terms of screens, and not in lettered books. Much of the real action is taking place in what is called cyberspace. People have learned how to boot up, activate, and transmit their brains.

Essentially, there’s a universe inside your brain. The number of connections possible inside your brain is limitless. And as people have learned to have more managerial and direct creative access to their brains, they have also developed matrices or networks of people that communicate electronically. There are direct brain/computer link-ups. You can just jack yourself in and pilot your brain around in cyberspace-electronic space.”

“Think for yourself. Question authority.”

“You’re only as young as the last time you changed your mind”

“Throughout human history, as our species has faced the frightening, terrorizing fact that we do not know who we are, or where we are going in this ocean of chaos, it has been the authorities, the political, the religious, the educational authorities who attempted to comfort us by giving us order, rules, regulations, informing, forming in our minds their view of reality. To think for yourself you must question authority and learn how to put yourself in a state of vulnerable, open-mindedness; chaotic, confused, vulnerability to inform yourself.”

“LSD is a psychedelic drug which occasionally causes psychotic behavior in people who have NOT taken it.”
Read: Thoughts on Life and Love from the Legendary Bob Marley

“And a new philosophy emerged called quantum physics, which suggest that the individual’s function is to inform and be informed. You really exist only when you’re in a field sharing and exchanging information. You create the realities you inhabit.”

“In the information-communication civilization of the 21st Century, creativity and mental excellence will become the ethical norm. The world will be too dynamic, complex, and diversified, too cross-linked by the global immediacies of modern (quantum) communication, for stability of thought or dependability of behaviour to be successful.”

“The universe is an intelligence test.”

“If you listen to neurologists and psychiatrists, you’d never fall in love.”

http://iheartintelligence.com/2016/01/08/quotes-timothy-leary/

Steve Jobs quotation

Via elephant journalon Mar 27, 2010

Are you willing to lose everything to keep the one thing that matters?

Our elephriend and columnist Chris Courtney put this quote on his FB Wall today.

“Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma—which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of other’s opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become.

Everything else is secondary.”

~ Steve Jobs

Thing is, in our self-help culture, the above can read like a cute, trite, positive aphorism. It’s not.

Are you willing to lose everything to keep the one thing that matters? Very, very few of us are.
Re the photo: “This was a very typical time [1982]. I was single. All you needed was a cup of tea, a light, and your stereo, you know, and that’s what I had.”

http://www.elephantjournal.com/2010/03/this-quote-via-steve-jobs-makes-me-want-to-cry/

Valentine’s Day Poems for Married People

Winter.
It’s been dark for, like, five hours,
And yet the children are still awake,
And I am only a little drunk.
What you call yelling I call making a point.

Our love is like the padlocks on the Pont des Arts, in Paris—

Thousands of locks, symbols of unbreakable love.
Isn’t that beautiful?
Apparently, though, all those locks are too heavy for the bridge.
Did you hear this?
I read it somewhere.
The locks are weighing the bridge down.
So you know what they’re going to do?
They’re taking them off with bolt cutters and throwing them out.
Isn’t that beautiful, too?
So now the people aren’t locked together anymore.
They’re free to maybe see other people.
I thought that was interesting.

* * *

When we have children,
They will watch no television.
No screens.
We will be different from those other parents,
And we will take pride in our being better.
Fast-forward seven years,
And it’s Sunday morning,
6 A.M.
Do you know who our friend is?
SpongeBob SquarePants, that’s who.
And, yes, you can have Mentos for breakfast.

* * *

I was almost feeling fondness for you
As you gave me a shoulder massage at the sink—
What a small, lovely surprise.
And then you grabbed my boobs and made a “wha-wha” noise.
In an instant, I felt disgust and sadness and regret.

* * *

The kids are finally down
And you are looking at me in that way,
But not really looking at me.
Tease.
Or are you just spacing out?
Yup, you’re spacing out.
You have unzipped your skirt,
And your baggy underpants ride way, way up on your hips.
How old are those, anyway?
You pull on some sweatpants and a T-shirt and a sweater and a fleece and I am not able to make out any contour of your body at all.
I think you are sending me a signal in the way that married couples send each other signals.
And, just so we’re clear, you’re signalling, “I’m going to call my sister and order sushi. You should do something, too.”

* * *

Of course the wheels on the bus go round and round.
And the wipers go swish, swish, swish.
But here’s something:
The daddy on the bus says, “This is not what I signed up for.”
And maybe the driver on the bus doesn’t go beep, beep, beep.
Maybe he just hits the guy in the crosswalk because he feels like it.
Sing that verse, why don’t you?

* * *

I’m dreaming.
But it’s so real.
A man—is it you?
Nope.
It’s Rob, Casey’s husband,
The one with the Italian accent.
We’re on the beach and he’s chasing me and I’m laughing.
He’s so tanned and fit.
And then . . .
A terrible smell,
Like death.
I’m blinking and awake and your nasty-ass breath is hot on my face.
You son of a bitch.
You God-damned son of a bitch.
Rob, come back.

* * *

We are in the bedroom in our underpants.
Let’s turn the lights down.
No, further.
“Off,” I guess, is the technical term.
Maybe try a towel under the door, where that sliver of light is coming in?
What if we just cuddle, and by cuddle I mean not actually touching—
Each of us at the far edge of our own side of the bed—
Then close our eyes for the next seven hours or so?
I like you.

* * *

I have heard that some couples watch the whole movie in a single sitting.
Food for thought.

* * *

In France, cinq à sept was once sacrosanct,
A euphemism for rendezvous,
For the thing that men and women do.
But we are not in France.
We are here, in Montclair.
And it is well past seven.
And I promised to be home at six.
And, yes, that’s booze on my breath.
The guys and I had one . . . fine, three drinks after work.
I have forgotten the milk.
And the bread and the pasta and the pull-ups.
And the allergy medicine at CVS.
Why are you dressed up?
Wait. Today is Valentine’s Day?

http://www.newyorker.com/humor/daily-shouts/valentines-day-poems-for-married-people

BAKED GARLIC PARMESAN POTATO WEDGES

BAKED GARLIC PARMESAN POTATO WEDGES

 

PREP TIME

15 mins

COOK TIME

30 mins

TOTAL TIME

45 mins

 

Garlic and parmesan seasoned potato wedges oven roasted to golden tender perfection!

Author: Tiffany

Recipe type: Side Dish / Appetizer

Serves: 4-6

INGREDIENTS

• 3-4 large russet potatoes, sliced into wedges
• 4 tablespoons olive oil
• 2 teaspoons salt
• 2 teaspoons garlic powder
• 2 teaspoons Italian seasoning
• ½ cup shredded parmesan cheese
• optional: fresh parsley (or cilantro), ranch or blue cheese dressing for dipping

INSTRUCTIONS

1. Preheat oven to 375. Lightly grease a large baking sheet and set aside.
2. Place potato wedges in a large bowl. Drizzle with olive oil and toss to coat. In a small bowl whisk together salt, garlic powder, and Italian seasoning. Sprinkle potato wedges with the shredded cheese, tossing to coat, then sprinkle with the seasoning mixture.
3. Place potato wedges on prepared baking sheet in a single layer with skin-sides-down. Bake for 25-35 minutes until potatoes are fork-tender and golden. Sprinkle with freshly chopped parsley and dressing for dipping.

Are you strong enough????

Just delightful!! xx

Would You Run Away with Me? {Poem}

Via Nicole Cameron on Feb 10, 2016

I wonder if you’d run away with me.

If even though this won’t be forever,

it could be okay for right now.

If it could be better than okay.

If maybe we could—just for a day, a night—

find our way to that flicker of happy.

That feeling of content.

That flutter in my chest when your slanted

smile makes breathing a daunting task.

Not back, but forward

to memories we haven’t yet made.

If we could find what could’ve been.

What almost was.

If we could find us.

Again but different, maybe more.

I wonder where we would go.

If there’s a corner of the world where

this could be everything we hoped for.

If I could spin in three circles and point to

a spot on the globe

and answer all the unanswered questions.

If somewhere far away or maybe closer than we think,

our love is waiting for us to find it.

Like a game of hide and seek.

Maybe we’re just a matter of location.

Of timing.

Of all the elements lining up in a precise pattern,

like a treasure map that doesn’t make sense

till you’re holding what you want

firmly in your grasp.

I keep searching for it.

For all we had and didn’t have.

And when everything in me feels heavy,

that is what I imagine:

You and Me.

Adventure.

Freedom.

http://www.elephantjournal.com/2016/02/would-you-run-away-with-me-poem/