Five things I love:
- My family
- The internet
Five things I love:
Mandala loosely translated means the “essence” or “circle” and is an Indian Sanskrit word. It conveys the idea of wholeness and our connection with the cosmos. It is related to Buddhism and meditation.
My mother was the one who told me about them maybe a year ago, she thought I might enjoy making them and coloring them, she has always thought of Art as a good way to relax and pass time. I had seen a documentary on a sand mandala being constructed for peace by the UN and children but I didn’t quite recall it when she told me about them. A couple of days ago I came across the Essence of rabbit and thought it was the cutest mandala I had ever seen, made by rabbit characters from many sources.
More on Mandals:
If you could go back and change an action in your life would you choose to do that? Here’s the catch, if you choose to go back you have to go through your life all over again taking the risk that whatever you change might change everything else that came after that event. Years ago I read a book called Replay, by Ken Grimwood. Jeff Winston the protagonist a 43 year old radio journalist dies and wakes up 18 years old again, he gets to redo his life while still remembering his old life. He gets to “replay” his life several times at different ages too each time starting older than the one before. He memorizes airplane crashes, stocks, tries to save a friend from suicide and things like that. The book was one of the most insightful books I have ever read. I would love to re-read it now and see how I would feel about it.
I used to believe that if you make your own decisions you should have no regrets and that even if you think you made a mistake you should be proud of it, make it right and move on. I remember having this discussion when I was 23 with someone at work who was 10 years older and he said that he used to think so too and that when you get older you do have regrets even if they are small ones or trivial ones. I think now I sort of agree but I still think that if you hold yourself accountable for your decisions you should not have many regrets just perhaps nostalgia for what should or could have been.
Would you want a do over? What would you redo? Would it be worth the risk?
Because only Captain Haddock says it best.
Sometimes you want to curse and swear so here are some of the Captain’s funniest curses (which are really not swear words)
In Arabic the funniest one was always “Alf alf alf melyon la3na” ألف ألف ألف مليون لعنة
I am not a romantic movie fan in general, I find them soppy, sappy and boring and it usuall has an unbelievably happy ending. That said I watched Le3bet el 7ob, starring Khaled Abou El-Naga and Hend Sabry a couple of days ago and I liked it. Since I am not going to spoil it for you I’m not going to tell you what happens, but I did like how they depicted marriage for the new age Egyptian couple.
In one scene Khaled Abo El-Naga goes home turns on the lights and throws his jacket on the chair in the hallway, his wife immedeatly calls out to him telling him (in a very annoyed voice) to switch off the lights and not to leave his jacket on the chair because that’s not where it should be.
It was one of those “Aha” moments as Oprah calls them. This kind of behavior is what gets you in marriage rut. In every marriage there are those annoying things that each spouse does and it gets on the other person’s nerves. I know firsthand because we have that same “turn off the light” conversation most days, my husband likes the lights really bright and I don’t. There’s also “why can’t you pick up your dirty clothes” talk everyday. A few months back I decided to totally drop these little nags and just do the things myself without feeling angry or petty. The interesting thing was that the pesky socks eventually learned to find their way to the laundry basket on their own and the lights are at medium brightness most of the time.
Along the way we forget what brought us together and remember only the small annoying little things, we stop looking at our spouse as a partner, a friend, a confidant and an amazing person and we see a husband and a father. I think that is what turns many marriages sour. If there are things that bug you, talk to your other or should I say better half nicely, explain why this thing bothers you and tell him clearly what you would prefer he or she do without being accusatory or aggressive, then drop it. If this thing is one of those little things don’t nag, eventually it will fix itself.
Nagging just annoys the person being nagged, they feel belittled and usually get on the defensive or passive aggressive side. For every bad habit your partner has thing of 2 good ones and you will definitely realize that they are just great and your need to nag will go away, so will your feeling of martyrdom too.
Enjoy your relationship instead of focusing on the flaws and it will all work itself out.
Sometimes I get really interesting emails, this one from rJay was really nice.
How old is Grandad??
There were no:
Man had not invented:
Your Grandmother and I got married first, . . . and then lived together. Every family had a father and a mother. Until I was 25, I called every man older than me, ‘Sir’. And after I turned 25, I still called policemen and every man with a title, ‘Sir.’ We were before gay-rights, computer- dating, dual careers, daycare centers, and group therapy. Our lives were governed by the Ten Commandments, good judgment, and common sense. We were taught to know the difference between right and wrong and to stand up and take responsibility for our actions. Serving your country was a privilege; living in this country was a bigger privilege. We thought fast food was what people ate during Lent. Having a meaningful relationship meant getting along with your cousins. Draft dodgers were people who closed their front doors when the evening breeze started. Time-sharing meant time the family spent together in the evenings and weekends-not purchasing condominiums. We never heard of FM radios, tape decks, CDs, electric typewriters, yogurt, or guys wearing earrings. We listened to the Big Bands, Jack Benny, and the President’s speeches on our radios. And I don’t ever remember any kid blowing his brains out listening to Tommy Dorsey. If you saw anything with ‘Made in Japan ‘ on it, it was junk. The term ‘making out’ referred to how you did on your school exam. Pizza Hut, McDonald’s, and instant coffee were unheard of. We had 5 &10-cent stores where you could actually buy things for 5 and 10 cents. Ice-cream cones, phone calls, rides on a streetcar, and a Pepsi were all a nickel. And if you didn’t want to splurge, you could spend your nickel on enough stamps to mail 1 letter and 2 postcards. You could buy a new Chevy Coupe for $600, . . . but who could afford one? Too bad, because gas was 11 cents a gallon.
In my day:
And we were the last generation to actually believe that a lady needed a husband to have a baby. No wonder people call us ‘old and confused’ and say there is a generation gap… and how old do you think I am?
Read on to see — pretty scary if you think about it and pretty sad at the same time.
Are you ready ????
I don’t necessarily think that our generation is worse than the one’s before it, I truly beleive that technology and improvement has enriched our lives but has taken from it too. We have forgotten some values and added new ones. Here is to the next 50 years, when our children will call us old, behind and living in an old world.
Seriously one of the funniest con jobs in Egypt. The article is dated 3-1-1948. A young man sold the public transport tramway to an unsuspecting simple man.
In life you can play one of three roles; the victim, the bully and the winner. In every situation you can choose which role you play.
The victim, is the kind of person who allows others bully him or her. This person always finds a way to blame other people.
The bully, is someone who enjoys torturing, annoying, manipulating and hurting others. He is not necassarily stronger, smarter or better in any way. On the contrary, he is of a weaker soul, who find strength in other people’s weaknesses.
Finally, there are the winners, who keep trying, the winners who do not let failures or obstacles stand in their way. Those who fall down and learn to pick themselves up and brush themselves off with a smile and strong determination.
Life is not always easy, the choices are not always obvious and no one hands you the gold medal easily. It is your decision to keep going, to fight for your beleifes and to make sure that you are a winner.