The Stupidity of Fear

I have been hearing people say things like “enjoy life while you can, and life is much too short” for my entire life. But I never believed it. Life is not short. It is only short for those who never get around to living it, which unfortunately are the majority. That’s why they say this. Because it takes chutzpah to live; it requires courage, and most people don’t have it, and they know they don’t have it, so they say life is short to justify never getting around to living it. But it is not life’s fault. Life is actually long. If you don’t want to live your life for some reason, then just be honest about it and call it what it is. Now we are faced with this life threatening virus, and everybody’s panicking. For what? We all know that life can be taken away at any moment, that the possibility exists, so what’s the problem? It still does. But to me, nobody should ever focus their energy on death. Because it is not what you want for yourself. We should be pro-life. We must energize life. The idea is to live! Not only now, but always, forever! Until you die! Then it doesn’t matter when you go, because you have taken life for a good ride! You did not cheat it. You gave it every thing that it gave to you. You were courageous! This is the idea. So do not be scared. Because if you are scared, you are already dead. Be smart and mindful, of course, but never be fearful. Because fear can’t live. Fear doesn’t even want to live. That’s why it’s always making excuses for life being short. The truth is that fear is death, no matter how you try to slice it. dwp

The Silver Lining

They say that behind every dark cloud, there is a silver lining. And the more I think about it, I think it’s true. For example, in this time of trump where people have been feeling very disconnected from each other, we are becoming more united, even in our distance from one other. It is becoming a fact that we will need each other to get though this, because coronavirus does not discriminate. It does not care about your political affiliation, or your race, religion, gender, or sexual preference. So we must come together to defeat it. We must unite. But this was not trumps plan. His plan was to divide and conquer. That’s how he narrowly won in 2016. But his days are numbered now because Americans are uniting, and they are finally seeing him for the idiotic incompetent imbecile that he’s always been. So while I am not happy about this virus, I think there is a silver lining here, which is that it’s bringing us together. It is reminding us that we are not only human, we are humane; that we love and care about those who are struggling through this time of worry, stress, and a variety of other misfortunes. The world is awakening to love and compassion for others. And that, my friends, is a good thing!!! Stay healthy and beautiful! dwp ❤️❤️

Happy with Totality

Whenever I hear folks talking about their marriage or relationship as a thing of good times and bad, or a challenge….I think to myself, why would anybody subject themselves to such a situation? I mean, what’s the point? Just to be able to say that you’ve been together forever? To me, if people aren’t absolutely happy in their relationship there is no reason to be together. And I totally get why people do it, there’s just no way I would. I don’t want to be unhappy. I don’t want to be with anybody who feels like a challenge to me, no matter who it is. Forget about living with them, and acting like we’re in love. I don’t know why anybody would do that to themselves, unless they enjoy pain. I don’t admire it at all. Some people say that it’s for the family, but how fake is that? if you are miserable? If two people are not blissfully matched and happy together, is it not truer to oneself to simply part ways and continue to be loving towards the other from a distance, rather than to not part, and hide your emotional disdain to your partner? What is, after all, the whole point of being in a love relationship?

For me, it is to be happy. Yes, all the time. I don’t want to be unhappy, ever. That’s right. I can do that all by myself. In fact, I know from past experience that I can even be good at it. But I do not prefer it. So if my beloved needs to make me unhappy for any reason whatsoever, then we are obviously not a good recipe for happiness. And it isn’t a problem. And that’s what it would mean to me. That’s why I always get confused when people talk about the challenges they have with their beloveds, and how they have to accept the good with the bad; says who? Who said that? Why do people sell them selves so short? I don’t accept the bad. If people want to be bad, they will have to do it elsewhere. I’m not interested, least of all from the woman who claims to love me. Do you see? Because I know how love looks. I’ve been loved by enough people so it is not a foreign thing. I cannot be fooled. So why would I accept less? If a person is not able to comfortably love me all the time, without creating challenges for my life, then why would I devote my life to them? Correct me if I’m wrong, but isn’t a beloved supposed to make one’s life lovelier? dwp

Eternal Love

I realized something this morning that I thought I had known for years. Love is not just a beautiful thing, it is not just a wonderful and irreplaceable experience that warms the heart, it is something that is necessary for the heart. Love is so special, but I think a lot of people truly misunderstand it. I do not mean romance, even though I am a diehard romantic. Love is not sex. Sex is just an act of love. In fact, I am not even speaking about the beloved in your life. I am referring to all of humankind, because love is actually not singular. Love is a totality. So you cannot only love him or her. If you want to love, then you must love everybody. That’s just the way it is. But this doesn’t work well for the school of love because the romantics want exclusivity. They want to be the only one. But the truth is that love is not exclusive, it is inclusive. It includes trees, and flowers, and pets, your friends, and your health. Love includes the oceans, and the moon, and all of the stars! Love even includes strangers, because the truth is that there aren’t any. There are only people who you haven’t met yet. Do you see what I mean?

I am not against the love relationship. I am in fact very much for it. But I am also committed to the devotion to love in every sense of the experience. In other words, do not place limits on your love. Be total. When love reaches out for you, be sure to take its hand, because if you don’t, the next time it won’t.

Wishing you all the most infinite & blessed Love! dwp ❤️

Call Me Naive

Call me naive, but today I was watching the news; a woman who I had never given two thoughts about, other than to think she was a nice looking person, especially her hair. But today, when she turned in a certain direction, I was able to see that her hair wasn’t hers! She was wearing blond weaves. Now, it’s not to say that anything is wrong with weaves; I know that lots of women wear them these days, and probably men too, but it was just surprising to me, because I had always thought she (and her hair) were so pretty. But you know what? In this day and age, it has come to a point where a person really can’t know for sure what’s real anymore. A whole face can be made of plastic, and lots of other things too. They can even make a 100 pounds of fat disappear overnight. The unfortunate truth is that we are clueless about who people are privately. It has become so commonplace to hide, lie, and fake who you are, that people are forgetting who they were. I don’t know. You can call me naive, but I liked it better when I could just trust my eyes. dwp

A Child’s Love

This is a true, and very beautiful story about my friends dog who recently died:

Our 14-year-old dog Abbey died last month. The day after she passed away my 4-year-old daughter Meredith was crying and talking about how much she missed Abbey. She asked if we could write a letter to God so that when Abbey got to heaven, God would recognize her. I told her that I thought we could, so she dictated these words:

Dear God,

Will you please take care of my dog? She died yesterday & is with you in heaven. I miss her very much. I am happy that you let me have her as my dog even though she got sick.

I hope you will play with her. She likes to swim and play with balls. I am sending a picture of her so when you see her you will know that she is my dog. I really miss her.

Love, Meredith

We put the letter in an envelope with a picture of Abbey and Meredith and addressed it to God/Heaven. We put our return address on it. Then Meredith pasted several stamps on the front of the envelope because she said it would take lots of stamps to get the letter all the way to heaven. That afternoon she dropped it into the letter box at the post office. A few days later, she asked if God had gotten the letter yet. I told her that I thought He had.

Yesterday, there was a package wrapped in gold paper on our front porch addressed, ‘To Meredith’ in an unfamiliar hand. Meredith opened it. Inside was a book by Mr. Rogers called, ‘When a Pet Dies.’ Taped to the inside front cover was the letter we had written to God in its opened envelope. On the opposite page was the picture of Abbey & Meredith and this note:

Dear Meredith,

Abbey arrived safely in heaven. Having the picture was a big help and I recognized her right away.

Abbey isn’t sick anymore. Her spirit is here with me just like it stays in your heart. Abbey loved being your dog. Since we don’t need our bodies in heaven, I don’t have any pockets to keep your picture in so I am sending it back to you in this little book for you to keep and have something to remember Abbey by.

Thank you for the beautiful letter and thank your mother for helping you write it and sending it to me. What a wonderful mother you have. I picked her especially for you. I send my blessings every day and remember that I love you very much. btw: I am easy to find. I am wherever there is love.

Love, God

“Three things in human life are important: the first is to be kind; the second is to be kind; and the third is to be kind.”

Souls for Sale

People have the idea that a prostitute is a person who sells sex but this is not true. By definition, a prostitute is a person who performs a duty or task for an agreed upon sum of money, which to me is what most people do when they go to work. But we naturally don’t like to see ourselves this way. We want to think that we have special educational skills and all that, so we can’t be prostitutes, can we? That’s why they invented the word employee; to distinguish us, the good honorable workers, from them. But the truth is that we are more similar than we are different. We do the same thing as them. The only difference is that employees do their work with their clothing on. But otherwise, the work is effectively the same. Because let’s face it, work is something that you’d rather not be doing.

Now I’m not here advocating for prostitution, not of any kind, including those who work 9-5. Because while I have no experience with prostitutes sexually, I have known a few, so I have had the opportunity to view it from a different angle. And seeing it objectively, not judgmentally, it looks to me just like every other job, like a headache. Even if you like what you’re doing, work is more times than not, a pain in the ass headache.

But I have noticed that people love to say that there is nothing to do about work, that it has to be done; Bills must be paid, and so on. And perhaps this is true. I get that, I just don’t get why all the workers aren’t called prostitutes? since by definition, that’s what an employee is. dwp