Here there be dragons....

In a recent film I watched one of the characters asks, "What is your earliest memory?"

Reviewing my own memories I'm saddened and surprised to remember a nightmare as my earliest memory from about the age of 3 years old. Of being awake at night and crying out for my parents, frightened of the scary dragon I'd dreamed of perched on the end of my bed. Him telling me he was going to get me and my parents couldn't save me. Wouldn't save me.

I still have the same style of nightmare............... while it may be my earliest memory I hope it won't be my last.

la valise ou le cercueil.....

La valise out le cercueil, is French for "the suitcase or the coffin." Pared to it's essential meaning to me it says if you leave you live. If you stay you die.

Buddah had to go on a journey, leave his palace and hometown to find his enlightenment. Mohamed had to leave the area of his birth to win Mecca and Medina. Moses was a prince in Egypt but that wasn't the place to be for him. He died on the way to his promised land but never stopped moving. Jesus was scorned in his own town, no one could believe the son of a carpenter was really their Messiah. He had to find followers elsewhere, and send his apostles all over. All of these example lend credence to the saying no prophet is accepted in his own land.

I'm not a prophet. But I am on a journey of personal perfection. Enlightenment. The aforementioned examples are all relgious in nature, but the individuals effected billions of people. I think they give a model to follow. Growth doesn't happen without change.

I want to change my physical location. I'm not running away but I am looking for the right change of residence that will lead to my best growth. I feel if I stay where I am at, c'est le cercueil. So I need to pack my valise and figure out where I should go, as I know it is no longer here in San Diego.

OZ versus USA

I made a new Australian friend today. As we were talking about a certain circumstance I said, "arguing with a fool is like wrestling with a pig. you both get muddy and the pig likes it."

He said he'd never heard that before but the Aussie version is "I's like playing chess with a pigeon. He'll knock all the pieces over, crap on the board and still strut around like he's won."

I'm going to start using the Aussie version. Any colloquialisms you'd like to share??

Easter

I've been there. I've felt it here. I know it is true.