From the magazine

Whole People Are Healthy Worlds

Wednesday, June 23rd, 2010

Here it is.

I want you to think about a married couple as two individuals, as two worlds, because most times those two people get lumped into one, in every sense. We do it to them, and they do it to themselves. Their individual personalities become lost through this.

But before we get to that, lets ask ourselves if these individuals are whole people. What I mean by this is: Have they gotten over the hurts from their past before entering in this marriage. These hurts can be related to childhood, or past relationships. If these issues aren’t dealt with before marriage, these hurts are going to be the root of many unforeseen arguments/problems. Now, think about two worlds that are at war with each other. How is that going to work?

 When a person is whole I believe that person is over the uneventful past. That person is strong enough to be on their own, be okay about, and be comfortable about who they are and what’s happened to them. 

I’m not sure if we’ve ever accomplished this as humans. We’ve done away with the windmills, but we’re still harping on the bad stuff that has happened to us.  I don’t think adults actually exist, we’re just all children that never the bad, so we clamp onto other people (marriage) so that we don’t have to deal with ourselves.  Then we sit around in wonderment asking our friends why everyone seems to be getting divorced.

And in a sense being a child within is a beautiful thing. I strive on seeing the world through a child’s eyes, this being a positive aspect of being a child. And for some reason we’ve dropped the positive for the negative.

What I’m trying to say is, we have to allow ourselves to grow into the best people we can be. I’m not a little tea pot, I’m a bottle of wine, and I’m only coming out when I taste really really good.

 Now imagine all the good times the two peaceful worlds will have together. All those great vacations, and dinners, and walks, and what ever. And the key word in that sentence is, “two.” Because there are two people in a marriage. When we put a puzzle together, the two pieces connect, they don’t over-lap each other.

‘Sex & The City 2′

Monday, June 21st, 2010

I actually went to a movie. (Last weekend, but I still went.) The last in theater movie I caught was ‘Shutter Island,’ which is pretty far back for me.

Before seeing S&S I heard mixed reviews about it, which I thought was a positive since I saw the first one, and yeah, that didn’t make me happy at all. They had Samantha’s character sell out throughout the entire thing, until the very end when she realized that that wasn’t her. If you’ve watched the show, you know that our Sam would never put up with that. But let’s leave number two in the past.

As for ’Sex & The City2,’ I’m going to have to say that they did a really good job with it. The movie followed the footsteps of the television series, nearly to the T. I think Samantha’s character was a bit over done in order to compensate for the first film. But other than that the girls, were the girls.

And although this movie is about the elite of New York City, and how luxurious they’re lives are, the movie did call attention to a couple of important topics: such as whether or not to be honest with a mate about an infidelity, (Even if it’s just a kiss) how scary marriage can be after the vows are said, the danger of a hot nanny, how it’s normal to need a vacation away from your children, and the unfair treatment of Middle Eastern women. So, yes beyond the sparkles, there is real skin there.  Wow, I may need to see this movie again.

Which issue lingered on my mind the most? The marriage part, I guess since it’s what I can relate to. Marriage is a very mysterious thing to me. And the more I think about it the more mysterious it seems. It seems like it takes a lot work. I do have a theory about how it could work, but we’ll visit that theory tomorrow.

I posted a picture of ABC Carpet & Home’s sign out front since that store meets the sparkle standards of the movie.

The Games

Friday, June 18th, 2010

Okay onto something a little less heavy…..The World Cup.

On account of having a Brazilian mother, I root for Brazil. This is the first time I’ve ever closely followed the games. And when I say following, I mean it’s on everyday at my house, and when I’m out I figure out a way to catch the games I need to see.

For instance this past Tuesday Brazil played Korea. I was in the city, so I looked up places that were showing the games, Opia was close by and it appeared to be a nice venue, so I went. I went alone since everyone else I know works, and truly, I have no problem with doing things alone.

Who won? Brazil. I was going to say, of course, but I don’t know..Korea started to fight back at the end.

When I rose to leave this fellow gestured for me to join his table. When I approached he said, “Please meet my friend Bruno, it was just his birthday.” Then he invited me to join them. So I did since Bruno was not unattractive.

But as we sat there and drank our drinks over conversation the man who was supposed to be the connector would not stop chatting with me. I kept trying to speak with Bruno, but it seemed that every time I did, the conversation would be interrupted by the other guy? And some how before we left this other managed to text his phone with my phone, and in doing so, he got my number.

After this incident I became a little bothered by the whole thing since I invested an hour of my life to try to get to know one person, while this other person behaved like a huge road block. So, as I walked to meet with another friend, I texted the road block to send on my contact information to Bruno.

At that I was told that I would get a chance to see him the following Friday. (They invited me to watch another Brazilian game with them.) But next Friday? That is a year from now. (8 days)  Then I specifically asked for his name, by this point this had become a challenge for me. And no he side stepped me again by telling me he won’t let Bruno forget about me. So I gave up.

The following morning Bruno friended me on FB. But didn’t say anything. And by that night I received a text from an unknown number, naturally I thought it was Bruno so I continued to have a 2 hour text conversation with this person. Before the conversation was over I invited this person out to drinks, he called me, and after 10 minutes of speaking with him, I realized that this was not Bruno, this was another guy! No not the road block, another guy I had sort of interviewed for my blog.

I found this out when he asked me what team I was rooting for, since he didn’t know why I would root for Brazil. Now this guy, I like him as well. He’s a cool guy, but goshhhh. What on earth is going on here?

Did the interview guy figure out that I thought he was someone else for the majority of our conversation? No. I’m a pro. After the explosion in my head, I re-grouped, and switched gears. And nooo I’m not that person. This stuff is happening to me.

I guess there isn’t a end result to this post, since I’m so confused about this whole thing? If I haven’t mentioned this ever….Welcome to my life.