January 17th, 2011

Le Fabuleux Destin

Animal magnetism - perspective #2

I suppose I am not allowed to get away with my negative outlook on human relationships.  I was kindly reminded that there is a different perspective on that same hedgehog issue that I seemed to have overlooked the last time: no matter how sharp the quills, I am still eager to open up, to feel the comfort of proximity, to give another chance to another (maybe even just seemingly) kindred spirit.  That's just who I am.  And maybe I'm all the better for it.  Some things are worth going out on a limb for.

So here is the story that was shared by a lovely friend.  Thank you, Josh C.!!!
(And I guess it's better to try and fail than not even try at all.)

Two monks were washing their bowls in the river when they noticed a scorpion that was drowning. One monk immediately scooped it up and set it upon the bank. In the process he was stung. He went back to washing his bowl and again the scorpion fell in. The monk saved the scorpion and was again stung. The other monk asked him, "Friend, why do you continue to save the scorpion when you know it's nature is to sting?"
"Because," the monk replied, "to save it is my nature."
And then, just in case you are inspired by the night sky or just need a star to wish on...

by Thomas Shahan

The date book

Decided to write a series of semi-fictional essays about dates.  Some are my recollections (with a lot of "artistic freedom"), some - attempts to peek into someone else's mind, others - stories overheard or imagined.     The title seemed appropriate as the series is going to be made up of vague recollections and wild fantasies of random days in people's lives.  If anyone feels like contributing their own story about a train wreck of a date or the date that changes their life (and everything in between) I will most definitely be happy to listen/read.

This is some of the stuff I have written previously that seems to fit the category:

Goddess Worship

Disclosure: Any resemblance to a real person or a date with me is purely accidental.