This IS My Head

A friend of mine recently said to me, "Wow, I'd like to live in your head for a day."  Well, actually that's what Nose Droppings is -- a daily dose of Stephanie.  It's my journal and the inner workings of my mind.  I'd just rather give you five minutes less your brain implodes!  Of course I try to give the best five minutes of the day. 

Here's today's:

Last Saturday I went around asking men "Why do men marry?"  Every one of their answers gave me insight.  I followed up with "Why did you marry?" (OR Why would you marry if the guy was never married) 

You're just chomping at the bit wanting me to spill it, don't cha?  Well, you'll have to ask me in person because the answers I got were way too personal and soul revealing to just blogsphere them.  Or, better yet, why don't you ask men yourself.  Just make sure they are mature enough for the question.  Men that avoid eye contact, hym and haw, or start playing around with the question might not be the best to ask.

Newton's Law

I can identify with the revelation Newton must have had with his epiphany - What goes up must come down.  I apply this law to the ever expanding universe.  What goes out must come in.  But there's a bit of a conundrum there. 

The apple that bonked Newton on the head was grown from a tree that grew up.  He didn't throw the apple up there.  That's the beautiful part of the revelation.  He didn't do anything to cause it.  But there's something more to just the law of gravity. 

It represents order, action and reaction.  It proves that in this world there are repercussions even if it does take fifteen or so years for the tree to grow, the apple to sprout and the fruit to rot enough to drop from the tree. 

It represents a cycle.  How do I apply this rule to everyday life?  It teaches us about consequence.  I think consequence is drilled into women a little more than men for the reason that women could be responsible for a child from one encounter.  (What goes in must come out?) 

But if we think about every consequence, that would be paralyzing.  Which is the right choice?  I've heard it said "Be in the moment".  If your in every moment and accept every moment as it is, where does it lead?  If we act and keep acting does that mean we can thwart reaction?  What's better?  Be in the moment or think about every consequence or a balance between both?  Sure the safe thing to say is a balance between both.  But what happens when you become the moment? 

When I'm in the moment people react to me.  When I think about consequence it does modify my actions.  But who says you can't do both at the same time?  I've know the consequence of an action that would not be a favorable outcome and done it anyway.  (I know this is going to hurt but it's fun!)  At least when I do that I have no one to blame. 

A friend at fighter practice wasn't thinking about the consequences of shooting her busted knee out to kick the bag the other night and in doing so she paid a rather large price for not thinking about the consequences.  She sat out a portion of the lesson it hurt so bad. 

Gives me perspective on the whole let's live in the moment!  Thinking about consequences and living in the moment at the same time sounds like a conflict, but it's rather hard for women not to think of consequences and sometimes easier for men to live in the moment.  Men and women can learn from each other on how to do both.  That's the great thing about relationships, you get to learn more about yourself! 

Immaturity Runs Quickly Away From Responsibility

I scare most small children.  I'm not sure why.  Perhaps it's in the way I treat them as an adult and no one else does and it scares them. 

So when I say "Hello" to a small child who then reacts by hitting me I ask, "May I know the reason for this assult?". 

She hid behind her mother who nervously laughed after she told her child "we don't hit".  I know the mother so don't get in an uproar about people who don't teach their children right just yet. 

I knew the child would not be able to name the emotion she felt, nor would she find the voice to tell me why.  "At least tell me why you're hitting me," I asked again. 

The reply again was hiding behind her mom.  I still can't think of why I evoke this reaction.  She's not the first child to act in this manner from me just standing in the room.  It makes me curious.  It also makes me think perhaps adults would like to do the same.  But I don't know why.  It's a curiosity I'd like to know.  But for now I sum it up in six words.  Immaturity runs quickly away from responsibility.  My consolation is that shortly the child was no longer afraid of me. 

Where Have The Philosopher's All Gone?

When I think of Philosophers Steven Hawking comes to mind.  The philosophers in the movie "What the (bleep) do we know?!" are also people I think of. 

But I'm beginning to asses writers and musicians also fill the philosopher title.  There are a great many books (fiction especially), songs and opinions of others that make me think. 

Their stories and songs help me think about the world and best of all, make me ask questions.  I'm curious as to what made them come to their conclusion too.  What life experience made them choose that mode of thinking?  How do they come to believe a certain way? 

Philosopher's from yesterday might have been a guy looking like he was pinching a loaf on the toilet, but today's philosopher might be on tour with his rock band, or on tour signing her latest fiction novel.  I could say, don't judge a book by it's cover.  Or I could say life is stranger than fiction.  But I think I'll say don't discount artists to mingle in the philosopher crowd.  What would you say?


 

And Now, For Something Completely Different

Yes, I posted this picture for Easter.  It's one of my favorites!  I've always felt guided by the great spirit of the Hare.  If you look close, the one with his tushy to us as if falling from the great sea of other bunnies makes the picture for me.  I would seriously not want this bunny-tsunami-apocalypse to happen to anyone, but they are so cute!  Though I can't imagine the consequences of the bunny tsunami.  

This also reminds me of the scene in "The Last Unicorn" where she sets her Unicorn friends free.

It was a great part of the movie giving me as a young child the belief to never, ever, ever give up.  She stood her ground to the red bull and because she no longer gave him power over her he was forced into the sea setting her sisters free.  Perhaps these white bunnies are being freed from a great oppressor too.