Blog number 527 ************** 28 June 2011
This morning I was woken from a pretty nice dream by a ringing phone. A machine told me that it was calling from Something Something Customer Service and asked if I was being audited by the IRS. I hung up since I was too sleepy to listen to such nonsense, but now I wish I had listened because it probably would have informed me of some other nonsense that I could write about here and now. I come from scarcity when it comes to writing.
Later I got to thinking about this. I am more than 80 years old and I have never been audited and I have never known anybody that was ever audited. So why did these people think they could blind call someone on the off chance that they were being audited? Seems like it is a pretty rare occurrence, population-wise.
And even if someone was caught that was being audited, what was the guy doing, sitting there wringing his hands hoping a machine would call asking if he was in any trouble with the IRS? I don't think so.
I can't help but think it is those aliens checking in on us without having a clear concept of what humans are up to. I could be wrong, but why else would I have gotten that phone call? Huh? Huh?
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Monday, June 27, 2011
NIKKI, NIKKI, NIKKI
Blog number 526 ************** 27 June 2011
This was sent to me by my stringer.
"My friend Nikki was telling me about how her gay friends met, how they liked each other for a long time etc. I said, 'Nikki! I don't wanna hear about any gay stuff.'
She said, 'but it's Jeremy,' and continued so I marked her hand with my felt pen to get her to stop.
I said, 'every time you talk like that you get a mark.' So then she was showing me a picture of this guy she met and said 'he's handsome isn't he?' So I marked her again.
A little later I told her to watch - that this dude coming in was going to stare at me. Then I watched her and she didn't even look at him.
I said, 'see?'
She said 'oh, he wasn't staring.'
'How could you tell when you weren't watching him?'
People amaze me, man.
They really do.
I guess zombies have reached Sacramento and are pretending not to be zombies.
But I can tell."
This was sent to me by my stringer.
"My friend Nikki was telling me about how her gay friends met, how they liked each other for a long time etc. I said, 'Nikki! I don't wanna hear about any gay stuff.'
She said, 'but it's Jeremy,' and continued so I marked her hand with my felt pen to get her to stop.
I said, 'every time you talk like that you get a mark.' So then she was showing me a picture of this guy she met and said 'he's handsome isn't he?' So I marked her again.
A little later I told her to watch - that this dude coming in was going to stare at me. Then I watched her and she didn't even look at him.
I said, 'see?'
She said 'oh, he wasn't staring.'
'How could you tell when you weren't watching him?'
People amaze me, man.
They really do.
I guess zombies have reached Sacramento and are pretending not to be zombies.
But I can tell."
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
OH ALEX. WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO WITH YOU?
Blog number 525 ************** 21 June 2011
This was sent to me by my stringer.
So April, my friend whom Alex called a very bad word because another girl stood him up, was bugging me to ask Alex if he would apologize to her.
So I tried. "Alex, you should apologize to April."
"Why? I didn't call her anything."
"Who said you called her something?"
Alex changed the subject, eyes glazed over. You know the drill.
This was sent to me by my stringer.
So April, my friend whom Alex called a very bad word because another girl stood him up, was bugging me to ask Alex if he would apologize to her.
So I tried. "Alex, you should apologize to April."
"Why? I didn't call her anything."
"Who said you called her something?"
Alex changed the subject, eyes glazed over. You know the drill.
Monday, June 13, 2011
THAT'S A FACT, JACK
Blog number 524 ************** 13 June 2011
So I'm assuming you've done your homework and have seen that you know only truths. If you haven't seen this, you're really not interested and there is no reason for you to continue reading this entry.
If you saw for yourself that you never think of anything that is not true, you can see, can't you, that this concept can't be real. I mean, how can anyone think only of things that are true?
But which of our thoughts are not true? How can we find the ones that are false so that we can throw them out? How can we ever find something that is real to be not real? Is the sky real or not? How can we tell? We cannot.
The only thing open to us is that we throw everything out. Believe nothing. Nada.
There is a thing in Eastern philosophy called, "Shoshin." Also called, "Beginner's Mind." What that is, is that you set your mind as if you were just born and knew absolutely nothing. You become an open vessel.
Now, you begin to look at what "is." First, is there "existence?" Look and see. See anything existing? If so, you have your first fact about existence.
Notice that the intellect was not used. Not a smidgeon of logic anywhere. Just "seeing."
"Do thoughts occur?" I look, and yes, there are those processes I call, "thoughts." So now I have two facts that have been found in what "is" and not at all from what anyone told me or from my having "figured it out.".
Now I can watch my thoughts and eventually see that they create what is real to me. Which gives me another fact. From this I can begin to see the world in a new light and facts will begin to spring up willy nilly.
I use my intellect to make hypothesis, but if I cannot see it with the knowing mind, I absolutely do not believe it. I keep it on the back burner.
I never ever use my logic or intellect as a function of my beliefs. Because that would mean I would believe something about "out there" that is not out there, but is instead, in my head.
So that is where all the facts lie - within us. Not out there at all. What lies out there are opinions, guesses, theories. The physical world is the gateway to the real world. It is not the real world.
So I'm assuming you've done your homework and have seen that you know only truths. If you haven't seen this, you're really not interested and there is no reason for you to continue reading this entry.
If you saw for yourself that you never think of anything that is not true, you can see, can't you, that this concept can't be real. I mean, how can anyone think only of things that are true?
But which of our thoughts are not true? How can we find the ones that are false so that we can throw them out? How can we ever find something that is real to be not real? Is the sky real or not? How can we tell? We cannot.
The only thing open to us is that we throw everything out. Believe nothing. Nada.
There is a thing in Eastern philosophy called, "Shoshin." Also called, "Beginner's Mind." What that is, is that you set your mind as if you were just born and knew absolutely nothing. You become an open vessel.
Now, you begin to look at what "is." First, is there "existence?" Look and see. See anything existing? If so, you have your first fact about existence.
Notice that the intellect was not used. Not a smidgeon of logic anywhere. Just "seeing."
"Do thoughts occur?" I look, and yes, there are those processes I call, "thoughts." So now I have two facts that have been found in what "is" and not at all from what anyone told me or from my having "figured it out.".
Now I can watch my thoughts and eventually see that they create what is real to me. Which gives me another fact. From this I can begin to see the world in a new light and facts will begin to spring up willy nilly.
I use my intellect to make hypothesis, but if I cannot see it with the knowing mind, I absolutely do not believe it. I keep it on the back burner.
I never ever use my logic or intellect as a function of my beliefs. Because that would mean I would believe something about "out there" that is not out there, but is instead, in my head.
So that is where all the facts lie - within us. Not out there at all. What lies out there are opinions, guesses, theories. The physical world is the gateway to the real world. It is not the real world.
Sunday, June 12, 2011
THIS ENTRY IS UNDER ORDERS FROM THE SUPREME BEING
Blog number 522 ************** 12 June 2011
My wife told me this morning that Blog number 521 - the one about people mistaking opinions for facts, was an interesting entry, but that I didn't tell how to look for these facts that surround us.
The reason I didn't was that I have told how to do it hundreds of times, but it seems that cultural conditioning is so entrenched that nobody - well, not nobody, but you know what I mean, thinks it makes any sense. Therefore, they don't try. Mea culpa? I don't think so.
Ok, so here it is. This is the start.
Everybody, but everybody, nobody is excused, knows only what is true, what is real. Nobody knows anything that is false or imaginary. Nobody can find any thoughts they are having that are not real, are not true.
Now it is very easy - in a way, to find out if that statement is not true. All you have to do is to find one thought you have that is false. Nobody can do that, and very, very few will even try. Since this is of paramount importance in looking for facts, to dismiss trying to find a false thought in your head puts the kibosh on finding any facts about your existence.
I said, "It is easy - in a way" because not too many people know what a thought "looks like." Odd, isn't it? We are immersed in thoughts. If you ask a person if they have any thoughts, they will say, "Sure." Because they have been told that, you see? But if you ask them to tell you one, they cannot find any. They cannot find any because they don't know what they look like and they don't know what they look like because they have never looked at them.
Hint. Whenever you say something, say anything, THAT is what a thought looks like. "I look fat." That's a thought. "Senator Weiner is a hottie." That is a thought.
The reason it is so important that you try to find a thought you have that is not true, is that you will have that experience, and all wisdom has to entertain experience. If you just believe me when I say you don't have any thoughts that are not true, you will have knowledge, but not wisdom. And knowledge changes with the person.
OK, that's enough for today. I have been told that some of my earlier writings were way too long and people tend to tune out. So do your homework and we'll talk more about this later.
My wife told me this morning that Blog number 521 - the one about people mistaking opinions for facts, was an interesting entry, but that I didn't tell how to look for these facts that surround us.
The reason I didn't was that I have told how to do it hundreds of times, but it seems that cultural conditioning is so entrenched that nobody - well, not nobody, but you know what I mean, thinks it makes any sense. Therefore, they don't try. Mea culpa? I don't think so.
Ok, so here it is. This is the start.
Everybody, but everybody, nobody is excused, knows only what is true, what is real. Nobody knows anything that is false or imaginary. Nobody can find any thoughts they are having that are not real, are not true.
Now it is very easy - in a way, to find out if that statement is not true. All you have to do is to find one thought you have that is false. Nobody can do that, and very, very few will even try. Since this is of paramount importance in looking for facts, to dismiss trying to find a false thought in your head puts the kibosh on finding any facts about your existence.
I said, "It is easy - in a way" because not too many people know what a thought "looks like." Odd, isn't it? We are immersed in thoughts. If you ask a person if they have any thoughts, they will say, "Sure." Because they have been told that, you see? But if you ask them to tell you one, they cannot find any. They cannot find any because they don't know what they look like and they don't know what they look like because they have never looked at them.
Hint. Whenever you say something, say anything, THAT is what a thought looks like. "I look fat." That's a thought. "Senator Weiner is a hottie." That is a thought.
The reason it is so important that you try to find a thought you have that is not true, is that you will have that experience, and all wisdom has to entertain experience. If you just believe me when I say you don't have any thoughts that are not true, you will have knowledge, but not wisdom. And knowledge changes with the person.
OK, that's enough for today. I have been told that some of my earlier writings were way too long and people tend to tune out. So do your homework and we'll talk more about this later.
PLEASE DON'T LET YOUR IMAGINATION BECOME YOUR REALITY
Blog number 521 ******* 12 June 2011
In the spirit of full disclosure and transparency, I must confess that this Blog entry was not originally intended to be a Blog entry. No indeed. What happened was that I was reading the letters page of "The Humanist" magazine and I came across a letter from one David C. Mark declaring, "...I determined God doesn't exist..."
My immediate gut response was, "And you determined this how?"
My second gut response was to write a letter to the letters editor of The Humanist. But I know there is no way this letter would be published in that letters page or any other letters page in any part of the country and parts of Asia. This Blog entry, then is that letter. I didn't want to waste all that writing. Confession over.
If David C. Mark had determined that God does exist, I would give the same response. I am an equal opportunity letter writer answerer. Besides, how can anyone possibly know what cannot be known?
And besides all that, none of us has the same mental "picture" of God. So there's that.
My real problem with this is, how are we as a species ever going to get it together if we keep insisting that our theories, our opinions, our guesses are just as real, just as true, just as pertinent as facts?
Opinions and theories are what people put together because they think this is the same thing as knowing. They don't realize, because nobody ever told them, that you can know nothing unless you know facts. Not realizing this, many people - I would say most people, make up a theory, an opinion, a guess about how something operates and then argue with others about their guesses. What we call science these days is almost universally of this caliber.
Technicians we have in abundance. Scientists? Pretty rare. In fact, so rare that we usually call our technicians, "scientists." Probably so that we will have some, like we had back in the old days.
We don't have to guess about what IS, about what exists. About existence. The facts are there. They aren't hidden anywhere like an Aladdin's treasure cave. My God, the facts are all around us constantly. In abundance. A plethora of facts? Well, yeah.
Why can't we see these facts? Because when we were very young, our parents gave us our facts about what IS. As we grew older, our teachers gave us our facts. As we grew still older, we began to get our facts from those we considered authorities, never realizing that all these people got the facts they were imparting to us from their parents, their teachers, their authorities.
Since we already had all the facts, why look for them? Waste of time, yeah? And since we don't look for them we never see them. The purloined letter ad infinitum.
Nobody ever checked these facts that were given to them. Nobody was ever taught that it was necessary to check them, nor was anyone ever taught how to check those facts. I don't mean checking facts by asking other people, but by checking them from direct experience of what IS, which is staring us right in the face 24/7.
The first time we were told that light reflected from an object hit the retina, traveled up the optic nerve and into the brain and THEN we saw the object and not before, that should have triggered a mind boggling realization. But it didn't. We just accepted it as a truth and went on. Didn't we?
In the spirit of full disclosure and transparency, I must confess that this Blog entry was not originally intended to be a Blog entry. No indeed. What happened was that I was reading the letters page of "The Humanist" magazine and I came across a letter from one David C. Mark declaring, "...I determined God doesn't exist..."
My immediate gut response was, "And you determined this how?"
My second gut response was to write a letter to the letters editor of The Humanist. But I know there is no way this letter would be published in that letters page or any other letters page in any part of the country and parts of Asia. This Blog entry, then is that letter. I didn't want to waste all that writing. Confession over.
If David C. Mark had determined that God does exist, I would give the same response. I am an equal opportunity letter writer answerer. Besides, how can anyone possibly know what cannot be known?
And besides all that, none of us has the same mental "picture" of God. So there's that.
My real problem with this is, how are we as a species ever going to get it together if we keep insisting that our theories, our opinions, our guesses are just as real, just as true, just as pertinent as facts?
Opinions and theories are what people put together because they think this is the same thing as knowing. They don't realize, because nobody ever told them, that you can know nothing unless you know facts. Not realizing this, many people - I would say most people, make up a theory, an opinion, a guess about how something operates and then argue with others about their guesses. What we call science these days is almost universally of this caliber.
Technicians we have in abundance. Scientists? Pretty rare. In fact, so rare that we usually call our technicians, "scientists." Probably so that we will have some, like we had back in the old days.
We don't have to guess about what IS, about what exists. About existence. The facts are there. They aren't hidden anywhere like an Aladdin's treasure cave. My God, the facts are all around us constantly. In abundance. A plethora of facts? Well, yeah.
Why can't we see these facts? Because when we were very young, our parents gave us our facts about what IS. As we grew older, our teachers gave us our facts. As we grew still older, we began to get our facts from those we considered authorities, never realizing that all these people got the facts they were imparting to us from their parents, their teachers, their authorities.
Since we already had all the facts, why look for them? Waste of time, yeah? And since we don't look for them we never see them. The purloined letter ad infinitum.
Nobody ever checked these facts that were given to them. Nobody was ever taught that it was necessary to check them, nor was anyone ever taught how to check those facts. I don't mean checking facts by asking other people, but by checking them from direct experience of what IS, which is staring us right in the face 24/7.
The first time we were told that light reflected from an object hit the retina, traveled up the optic nerve and into the brain and THEN we saw the object and not before, that should have triggered a mind boggling realization. But it didn't. We just accepted it as a truth and went on. Didn't we?
Saturday, June 11, 2011
AN UNASKED FOR IM
Blog number 520 ******* 09 June 2011
Aymannimer [1:30 P.M.]: hii
Bodhimalik [1:31 P.M.]: Now what do you want?
Aymannimer [1:31 P.M.]: wow a real person finaIIy... i been gettin hit up by bots all day ... you are real right???
Bodhimalik [1:31 P.M.]: I yam as real as they get
Aymannimer [1:31 P.M.]: lol, i had to double check aim is crazy with them anymore what ya doin tonite????
Bodhimalik [1:32 P.M.]: To night I am going to soak my feet in hot water laced with Epsom salts and take my meds and go to sleep.
Aymannimer [1:33 P.M.]: yea it was a longggg day over here i had a few drinks and was gettin a littIe lonely so i'm glad you're here
Bodhimalik [1:33 P.M.]: I'm glad I'm here too. If I wasn't here, where would I be, I wonder.
Aymannimer [1:33 P.M.]: i was bout to change real quick wanna hang on a sec???? or better yet wanna cum watch????
Bodhimalik [1:34 P.M.]: Nah. Don't wanna watch. Gotta keep my eyes working in case the aliens land.
Aymannimer [1:35 P.M.]: i got a sweet site we can play around on and you don't even have to have a cam to join wanna cum :) ehm i mean join??
Bodhimalik [1:36 P.M.]: Nah. Sex bores me. I drather drink vinegar. Now THERE'S a trip!
Aymannimer [1:36 P.M.]: great babe i love meeting people on here i just hope you're not to shy to tell me what to do, you're not a "shy guy" are you lol?????
Bodhimalik [1:37 P.M.]: Not shy at all. Kinda pushy, actually. I always ask people if they got any spare change I can have.
Aymannimer [1:37 P.M.]: k http://eee.u//syby i setup a private cam for us just go tehre and accept the invite i have there for you see it?
Bodhimalik [1:38 P.M.]: I see it, but Dammit! I already forgot what it was. Ain't that a bitch?
Aymannimer [1:38 P.M.]: i started ussing this site cuz some aim kid recorded my friend and put her on youtube, and this site doesn't aIIow people to record me you know????
Bodhimalik [1:39 P.M.]: Aww. That's a shame. Can't you sue somebody?
Aymannimer [1:39 P.M.]: yeah the credit card is only to check your age cuz it's iIIegal for kids and i'm not trying to have dateIine visit me loll
Bodhimalik [1:40 P.M.]: I dunno. You ought to rethink that. You'd be on television, might get a movie contract out of it, or a position on a pro football team. One never knows.
Aymannimer [1:41 P.M.]: k let me know when you're in so we can get this party going!!!!! and if you need any help let me know but it's pretty simple
Bodhimalik [1:41 P.M.]: Well, I could use some help pulling weeds around here. You any good at pulling weeds or any kind of farming labor?
Aymannimer [1:42 P.M.]: you in yet hun??? what's taking so long i'm getting lonelyyyyy
Bodhimalik [1:43 P.M.]: Hang in thar, Honey. Daddy's doin' the best he can with the abilities he has.
And she signed off.
Aymannimer [1:30 P.M.]: hii
Bodhimalik [1:31 P.M.]: Now what do you want?
Aymannimer [1:31 P.M.]: wow a real person finaIIy... i been gettin hit up by bots all day ... you are real right???
Bodhimalik [1:31 P.M.]: I yam as real as they get
Aymannimer [1:31 P.M.]: lol, i had to double check aim is crazy with them anymore what ya doin tonite????
Bodhimalik [1:32 P.M.]: To night I am going to soak my feet in hot water laced with Epsom salts and take my meds and go to sleep.
Aymannimer [1:33 P.M.]: yea it was a longggg day over here i had a few drinks and was gettin a littIe lonely so i'm glad you're here
Bodhimalik [1:33 P.M.]: I'm glad I'm here too. If I wasn't here, where would I be, I wonder.
Aymannimer [1:33 P.M.]: i was bout to change real quick wanna hang on a sec???? or better yet wanna cum watch????
Bodhimalik [1:34 P.M.]: Nah. Don't wanna watch. Gotta keep my eyes working in case the aliens land.
Aymannimer [1:35 P.M.]: i got a sweet site we can play around on and you don't even have to have a cam to join wanna cum :) ehm i mean join??
Bodhimalik [1:36 P.M.]: Nah. Sex bores me. I drather drink vinegar. Now THERE'S a trip!
Aymannimer [1:36 P.M.]: great babe i love meeting people on here i just hope you're not to shy to tell me what to do, you're not a "shy guy" are you lol?????
Bodhimalik [1:37 P.M.]: Not shy at all. Kinda pushy, actually. I always ask people if they got any spare change I can have.
Aymannimer [1:37 P.M.]: k http://eee.u//syby i setup a private cam for us just go tehre and accept the invite i have there for you see it?
Bodhimalik [1:38 P.M.]: I see it, but Dammit! I already forgot what it was. Ain't that a bitch?
Aymannimer [1:38 P.M.]: i started ussing this site cuz some aim kid recorded my friend and put her on youtube, and this site doesn't aIIow people to record me you know????
Bodhimalik [1:39 P.M.]: Aww. That's a shame. Can't you sue somebody?
Aymannimer [1:39 P.M.]: yeah the credit card is only to check your age cuz it's iIIegal for kids and i'm not trying to have dateIine visit me loll
Bodhimalik [1:40 P.M.]: I dunno. You ought to rethink that. You'd be on television, might get a movie contract out of it, or a position on a pro football team. One never knows.
Aymannimer [1:41 P.M.]: k let me know when you're in so we can get this party going!!!!! and if you need any help let me know but it's pretty simple
Bodhimalik [1:41 P.M.]: Well, I could use some help pulling weeds around here. You any good at pulling weeds or any kind of farming labor?
Aymannimer [1:42 P.M.]: you in yet hun??? what's taking so long i'm getting lonelyyyyy
Bodhimalik [1:43 P.M.]: Hang in thar, Honey. Daddy's doin' the best he can with the abilities he has.
And she signed off.
Sunday, June 5, 2011
I WOULD FILE THIS UNDER "GOOD DAY" WITH ADDENDUM.
Blog number 519 ******* 05 June 2011
Traveled to Phoenix today, went to BJ's, ordered Thai shrimp rolls, drank two glasses of Porter beer. Yummy yummy beer. Not the taste, primarily, but more the texture. It's like drinking velvet. Although the taste is terrific, the texture is unbelievable. Nobody believes it.
I fell in love with porter the first time I tried it. People ask why I don't marry it, then. I just say, "maybe I will." That usually shuts them up.
Left BJ's, two women, one carrying a baby, and a little girl with short pigtails, lanky form like a seven year old, but probably between four and five. I put my hand on the little girl's head, fully expecting to be either ignored or glared at, but she looked me right in the eye and gave me a big hug! Wow! Didn't expect that. Very rare experience. Joyous experience.
We think maybe her grandad touches her head like that and she reacted thusly. Dunno for sure, don't really care.
Went to Barnes and Nobles where my lovely lady ran into a Protestant lady who wanted her to come to her church where the lady knows another lady who channels Jesus to heal people.
Why can't the lady talking to the light of my life use Jesus to heal? Why does my one and only need to go to another lady? This lady is probably not holy enough. I can't think of any other reason.
This lady was pretty adamant, My lady got kinda short with her. I pretended to be listening to my headphones, but I had the radio turned off so I could listen in. Like James Bond.
The lady was kinda scary lookin' too. That probably didn't help.
This reminded me of the time I went back to Graettinger, Iowa for a visit and ran into a woman who was an alumna of my High School. She told me that she was waitressing in her dad's cafe, and this crippled man often came in and one day because she felt so sorry for the man, she stood over him, placed her hand on his head and spoke in tongues, trying to heal him. She said the cafe was crowded with lunch guests at the time
She told me that she was so scared when she thought of doing that, that she hesitated doing it for a long time but she finally screwed up her courage and went ahead and did it.
I was very impressed with her bravery in doing what she thought was right even though she knew others would look upon her as a kook. Not everyone can do that. To me, she was a spiritual warrior, but I never told her that and I often wish I had.
Oh, yeah. Tomorrow is June sixth and you know what anniversary that is, don't you? Well, don't you?
My nephew who still lives in Iowa sent me the following after he read this Blog entry.
"Very good looking lady. Was our neighbor. She got a bit strange as she got older. Took to taking in stray dogs. Fenced in her yard so she could keep more. Sis Glazer I believe. Glazer's cafe. The crippled guy drank a lot. Made his own beer. Drank a bit with him now and again."
Traveled to Phoenix today, went to BJ's, ordered Thai shrimp rolls, drank two glasses of Porter beer. Yummy yummy beer. Not the taste, primarily, but more the texture. It's like drinking velvet. Although the taste is terrific, the texture is unbelievable. Nobody believes it.
I fell in love with porter the first time I tried it. People ask why I don't marry it, then. I just say, "maybe I will." That usually shuts them up.
Left BJ's, two women, one carrying a baby, and a little girl with short pigtails, lanky form like a seven year old, but probably between four and five. I put my hand on the little girl's head, fully expecting to be either ignored or glared at, but she looked me right in the eye and gave me a big hug! Wow! Didn't expect that. Very rare experience. Joyous experience.
We think maybe her grandad touches her head like that and she reacted thusly. Dunno for sure, don't really care.
Went to Barnes and Nobles where my lovely lady ran into a Protestant lady who wanted her to come to her church where the lady knows another lady who channels Jesus to heal people.
Why can't the lady talking to the light of my life use Jesus to heal? Why does my one and only need to go to another lady? This lady is probably not holy enough. I can't think of any other reason.
This lady was pretty adamant, My lady got kinda short with her. I pretended to be listening to my headphones, but I had the radio turned off so I could listen in. Like James Bond.
The lady was kinda scary lookin' too. That probably didn't help.
This reminded me of the time I went back to Graettinger, Iowa for a visit and ran into a woman who was an alumna of my High School. She told me that she was waitressing in her dad's cafe, and this crippled man often came in and one day because she felt so sorry for the man, she stood over him, placed her hand on his head and spoke in tongues, trying to heal him. She said the cafe was crowded with lunch guests at the time
She told me that she was so scared when she thought of doing that, that she hesitated doing it for a long time but she finally screwed up her courage and went ahead and did it.
I was very impressed with her bravery in doing what she thought was right even though she knew others would look upon her as a kook. Not everyone can do that. To me, she was a spiritual warrior, but I never told her that and I often wish I had.
Oh, yeah. Tomorrow is June sixth and you know what anniversary that is, don't you? Well, don't you?
My nephew who still lives in Iowa sent me the following after he read this Blog entry.
"Very good looking lady. Was our neighbor. She got a bit strange as she got older. Took to taking in stray dogs. Fenced in her yard so she could keep more. Sis Glazer I believe. Glazer's cafe. The crippled guy drank a lot. Made his own beer. Drank a bit with him now and again."
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