"Whatever assignment"...

Posted on May 21st, 2009 by Kimberly in DIVING DEEPER: A Writing Workshop

The princess of the family is getting married this weekend.  For months I have been worrying about my weight and being the "greeter of the wedding" Let me back up. easter sunday "I feel so... More »

Unsettled

Posted on May 21st, 2009 by Amazume in Great News Show

Here I am, sitting at this campfire on the beach. Thanks so much for being here with me, while we listen to the song of winds and water and the crackling of the fire. So... More »

Re: What is your muffin?

Posted on May 19th, 2009 by freespirit93 in Questions & Reflections: The Group

my favourite muffin is probably my dad's homemade blueberry apple cinnamon muffins with maple dusting on the top :) its so good!! YUM, also i just love a good old fashioned blueberry whole-wheat organic muffin... More »

A Night Fear: Night Terrors

Posted on May 19th, 2009 by Jody in DIVING DEEPER: A Writing Workshop

It's not true, what my mother said.  That there's nothing there in the dark that isn't there in the light.  She said it thinking it would comfort me.  She turned the light on and then... More »

Re: not me assignment - climbing inside

Posted on May 18th, 2009 by Gabriele in DIVING DEEPER: A Writing Workshop

Jenny, great you came back to clarify this! I totally trust in Leigh-Anne's ability to stay tuned with what Christine might feel and make it come across authentically, but I am not that sure about... More »

Re: Spoil Your Babies

Posted on May 17th, 2009 by Marcy in Eco

We started at birth by having him naturally.  He was born 2 weeks later than they had expected, but we left it up to him to come out when he was ready.  When he arrived,... More »

Re: "The Worst is Yet to Come: If You're Not Petrified....

Posted on May 17th, 2009 by bensoph in Fully Engaged

Ok, you've got me.  My passions are aroused.  First of all, even with your noisy head, you're alright, Suni.  Don't worry about the correctness of meditation...or the noisyness of your mind.  I have a noisy... More »

Re: Stacy 's Mom in bad accident

Posted on May 15th, 2009 by Teenie~Dakini in The Integral Pod

Hi All! Tears in my eyes, heart overflowing... I am touched, deeply widely preciously touched by your well wishes, love, prayers and support for my mother, Mama Joy, and her near life-taking car collision. Thanks... More »

Re: Are you the favorite person of anybody?

Posted on May 14th, 2009 by "Mudge" in Community Film Picks (zFilms) Group

LOL.  Gotcha.  Your time will come later-(I needa hunnert bucks Dad......)

Re: Assignment - A Night Fear

Posted on May 12th, 2009 by Azyh in DIVING DEEPER: A Writing Workshop

“She kept a clean house” I heard someone say, and “She did everything expected of her,” “But she was never satisfied with anything.” “Oh yes, she certainly knew how to push us all to perfection”... More »

What do you expect from life?

Posted on Aug 11th, 2009 by Shameslaya

I don't subscribe to the notion of lumping everything together and calling it life, covertly anthropomorphising it and then relating to it as one Being who gives and takes and around whom I generate expectations...instead... More »

Quantum Touch

Posted on Aug 5th, 2009 by Sundari

I have studied only but a few forms of energy work. But it is often that I find myself straying away from the more harsh or invasive forms such as chiropractic work. And like a... More »

What's your most vivid childhood memory?

Posted on Jul 2nd, 2009 by mimi

SUMMER ---growing up in a tiny perfect little town, not even a town, too small to even be a town.   But it had everything a kid like me needed. My sister Helen  and I... More »

Not This Not That - The Monster In The Closet

Posted on May 21st, 2009 by GP Walsh

When I was boy I was convinced there were monsters in my closet. Didn’t matter that they were not there when the lights were on or that Mom and Dad assured me that there were... More »

Wolverine Analysis

Posted on May 19th, 2009 by Sky High

This is a revealing movie poster. Wolverine played by Hugh Jackman strains to look up towards his highest Chakra while struggling to break free from the biological bonds pulling him back down towards the violence... More »

aka "origami woman"

Posted on May 16th, 2009 by Sylvia

Over the years, I've attended a number of rallies, protests, vigils, and other social activism events - and I keep running into people with whom I've shared peace cranes.  They'll say to me - you... More »

What are your legacies?

Posted on May 16th, 2009 by tinkonthebrink

In any group of people, even a group of weird people, I'm always and obviously the weirdest person in the group. I don't mind that anymore - in fact, it's now become a badge of... More »

In what areas of your life do you feel you're running?

Posted on May 11th, 2009 by spacegirl92

I'm emotionally running--no, dashing--from my parents. That I'm so fed up with being around my mom is no suprise. I've been sick of her for at least 7 years now--it's just gotten a lot worse... More »

Memories of my father... (2010)

Posted on May 11th, 2009 by Nicola

May again and inevitably I think about my father more and more.  His birthday is in a couple of weeks and Father’s day is right around the corner.   He died 17 years ago May 1st. ... More »

Continued...

Posted on May 11th, 2009 by Heethersays

I had to switch computers...the other one was driving me crazy. Anyways, I'm so frusterated at the doctors that my mom still isn't feeling well. She lost fifteen pounds in 3 weeks because she can't... More »

It is a sad commentary of our times when our young must seek advice and counsel from "Dear Abby" instead of going to Mom and Dad.

A traveling show visited a country town and one of the acts was advertised as a striptease. A small boy begged his mother for a quarter to buy a ticket, but the mother refused, telling her son that if he went to that show he would see something awful. Well, the boy sneaked in the show and the first thing he saw was something awful - his own dad sitting on the front row.

Children have more need of models than of critics.

You know when you're young, you think your dad's Superman. Then you grow up and you realize he's just a regular guy who wears a cape.

Young people, your parents, with their maturity of years and experience you have not had, can provide wisdom, knowledge, and blessings to help you over life's pitfalls. You may find, that life's sweetest experiences come when you go to Mom and Dad for help.

When I was in my first year of college at Logan, Utah, I bought an old car for a hundred dollars. I was eighteen and thought that I knew all about driving. It was Christmastime, and my parents were living on a ranch in Wyoming. I picked up my two grandmothers and took them to my parents' home for Christmas. We had a grand time there. When it was time to return to school, the weather had changed and the roads were treacherous. That morning as we were ready to leave, we held a family prayer in the living room. My father prayed that we would have a safe journey. After we had loaded my car with suitcases, blankets, tuna fish sandwiches, and a thermos bottle full of Postum, Dad walked out to the car and said, 'I want to talk to you.' We went over and stood by the fence. 'You have a very valuable cargo,' he said, nodding at my grandmothers. 'I want you to promise me that if the roads are bad and it's snowing when you get down to Lander, you won't go over South Pass. I want you to take the long way.' I promised him that I would. My parents kissed us good-bye, and we were on our way. We had nice weather until we got to Riverton; then it started to snow. By the time we got to Lander, it was snowing pretty hard. I remembered my promise, so when we came to the intersection where you turn to go up the mountain, I made a conscious turn to go the long way. I remember thinking then that it was going to take us five hours longer to get to Utah. I knew the road, and I was absolutely certain that I had made the right turn. As we drove along, we were joking and laughing, although the snow was getting thicker. Then I saw a sign that read, 'Historic Old South Pass City,' and I realized that I had somehow become confused in the snowstorm and had taken the wrong road! I thought, Dad will be angry with me! I don't know how this happened-it wasn't intentional. I had only two choices: I could keep on going, or I could turn around and go back. By this time, we were at the summit, so I decided that we might as well keep going and that I would apologize to Dad later. As we came down the mountain, the snow stopped and the roads were clear. We drove to Logan and then to Malad without any problems. On my way to school the next day I happened to see the front-page headline of a newspaper: WORST BLIZZARD OF THE YEAR STRANDS HUNDREDS IN CENTRAL WYOMING. I bought a paper, and it was full of stories about people who had been stranded, lost, or killed on the road that I had promised to take. I realized that the prayer our family had offered had been answered. I knew that the Lord had gotten us on the right road, and I realized how He had protected us. I was never the same after that.

Henry: Well I'm sorry about your head though, but I thought you were one of them. Indiana: Dad, they come in through the doors.

One day when I was seventeen years old, I was washing the family car in anticipation of going on a date that evening. My father came out of the house to observe what I was doing. He criticized me to the extent that I felt as if I was doing nothing right. Finally I said something like, "Dad, get off my case. Don't you understand this is the first time I have ever been a teenager?" He looked at me and said, "Pal, don't you know this is the first time I have ever been a father?" I grew wiser that day because I realized we all are learning together within a family. We cannot expect our parents to be perfect any more than we can expect ourselves to be all that we hoped to be.

Dad always thought laughter was the best medicine, which I guess is why several of us died of tuberculosis.

Dads, is it too bold to hope that our children might have some small portion of the feeling for us that the Divine Son felt for His Father?

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