Thousands of candles can be lit from a single candle, and the life of the candle will not be shortened. Happiness never decreases by being shared.
~ Buddha ~

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Light a Candle

Light a Candle

Upside down smiles

I was lurking the Etsy forums this morning, and saw a statement by designerpens: “Some folks were just born with their smile upside down”

Wow. How true.

Some people were born with armor.
Some people spend so much time throwing people away over trivia instead of focusing on their qualities.
Some people repel others instead of attracting those who can compliment and enrich their lives.

Some people have shallow standards of judging others as to their suitability as friends: Are they smart enough, rich enough, attractive enough?

Then there’s the users…
…who stick with you to achieve their purpose. Once that’s done, they discard you like yesterday’s trash, leaving you to bear the brunt and become the “goat”. They then go on about their merry way, leaving you to pick up the pieces and to try to redeem yourself.
…who “love” you as long as they can bleed you – time, money, emotion, whatever they need. You either get bled dry or finally just say “no”, at which point the user suddenly no longer even knows you, let alone claims to be a “friend”.

I’m sick to death of users and abusers. Unfortunately, this has become the norm for our little rural community here. The “use/abuse” syndrome has spread like a fungus throughout what was once a fun, pleasant bunch of people. I’m just hoping for a cure.

Thanks, designerpens, for that so simple yet so profound statement.

People, check out designerpens’ Etsy shop.
There’s some Christmas shopping to be done there!


Bluebirds and Cats and Work, Oh My!

What do you do, when the world won’t let you work?

When there’s bluebirds in the bird bath…
bluebird in the bird bath

When the cats are landing on your head…
bruce the cat in my face

I’m so far behind this week, I’ll never catch up.

But y’know, when work takes over to the point where you miss out on Life, then Life becomes work and the Good Stuff is lost. Forever.

The web sites and shops and stores will still be there, after the bluebirds fly away and the cats curl up to sleep. In the meantime, I’m gonna go enjoy Life.