… I managed to get published. I won’t bore you with the details; it’s just something that happened with me. It makes me feel like “Alice through the looking-glass.”

serendipity if you will. I, the most unlikely in the genre – poetry – that is, have actually put together a collection of words that someone found worth with. Life just keeps gettn’ better!

That brings me to my main argument: Does one make one’s reality … or is it mere chance one ends up at a certain point that has been predestined, if you will? Is it luck or fate? What an endless argument that can be. I’ve been doing a bit-o-reading during the holiday break from university. In effect: The Bhagavad Gita, the Christian Bible, and a few other philosophies of the Chinese persuasion; all have interesting points of view; all hold my interest with the up most sincerity; and all, correlate with each other closer than I had earlier perceived.

The “ages of time” involved here are immense; yet the age of man is only a “sprinkling in the sand” of the hour-glass compared to this planet we inhabit. What an astounding fact that is!

Is it mere chance or predestination? What a question that is!!!!!!!

As always, best to everyone and have a great and inspiring 2014.

G.

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I suppose “Bah-Humbug” is in order. Or a piece of coal. Or a Mr. Grinch!

“I think not.” I believe I am exactly where I should be, and doing exactly what I should be doing.University is out for the holidays. I’ve only 12 more months until I am officially “educated,” and at 66 1/2 years of age………………..that ain’t a bad deal!!!!!!! This little academic quest I’m on will total 42 years in the making (1972-2014). I mean, how silly can you get. Little did I know, when I began this gauntlet in the 70’s, my life would go full circle and I would be back in the same building, in the same university (it was a college then), chasing the same piece of parchment. 

I believe that’s called perseverance

University is so much more fun when your older than your professors … there be some irony there. I love academia, I just don’t want to be an academic.

I want to go fishing.

Life is good ….I wish all great holidaes!

Be safe and NO text’n and driv’n!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

G.

What a great semesterr it’s turning out to be. I’m taking two English literature classes that are just amazing. My poetry class is wonderment, and, as usual, LATIN is kick’n my butt. As I say; at 66 I’m gett’n smarter by the minute.

What a great “side-passion” continuing education is. And, it doesn’t have to be structured “academia.” Join a reading group, quilting, fishing, river conservation, stamp collecting, etc., anything that will get your mind in motion and off the mundane of everyday.

Go out and see things, talk with people you don’t know about interests; leave the “telly” off for the weekend and rent a canue, go to the beach fish’n pier and see what fish’n folks are fish’n for. Take in a rodeo, or a bike race or even better take a “short” road trip.

Go down to the local museum, or gallery. As Froto said, you never know where your feet will lead once you step out the door.

Thanks and have a great dae!

G.

It’s really starting to sink in … this is my final year of being a senior!!! 

Of course, I was a senior last year, and the year before that; but this year – IT”S FOR REAL.

As a lot of folks around me might “text” …. OMG!!!

My friends on “Facebook” may actually acknowledge me ……LOL!!!!!

I started this gauntlet in 1972, in a community college in Virginia Bch., Va. And as life would have it; its only taken a mere 41 yrs to get to B a serious graduation threat. I have bunches of hours from bunches of schools I’ve attended through my “maturing years;” but, now, I’m close. I can see the cap & gown actually having to be “let-out” because I’m not 23 anymore. ………………… Sweet!

Their probably gonna have to get me a chair on the podium so I can rest once I get up there …….. Sweet!

I wonder if they’ll let me: bow, or dance a victory “touch-down” dance like them football guys, maybe wave the school flag in one hand and my “blank” makeshift diploma to be mailed later after they make sure all my “fees”, parking tickets and such have been paid.

Monday morning, I’m gonna sit in the parking lot before anyone gets there … daybreak should be soon enough … and glory in my potential. I’ll get to watch all the “freshman” running helter-skelter being: LOST, LOST, LOST!! If they ask me directions, which usually happens because I’m old enough to look like I’ve been there a long time and know where every class is, who teaches it, and what it’ll take to get an”A”; I’ll nonchalantly yawn, a boring yawn, and “roll my eyes – and then put back on my dark-sunglasses. (I’ll have those even though it’s supposed to rain).

My first class isn’t until 10:45; I’ll arrive fashionably late. I’ll slowly survey the class over like Humphrey Bogartt trying to be aloof while cigarette smoke is ‘burn’n’ his eye. Dr. Lloyd will look up from his teaching podium, and indicate the front row seat nearest the door that he has been saving for me.A hush will fall over the class. All will be anxious to see if I’ll actually stay for class or fawn illness.

 AHHHH the trials and tribulations of being a SENIOR.          SWEET!!!!!!!!!

Best until next week!

G.

Ever wonder what it would be like to be exposed to only:  one existence, one opinion, one outlook, or just one mind-set? I believe that would be similar to being an amoeba. Seems I learned that somewhere, sometime.

The human species talks of the five senses. Some folks get along with only four … some less. I believe with university, as with blogging, you have a choice on what you want to see, hear, smell, taste, and feel.

TUNE-IN! TINE-OUT; both those characteristics can be good and bad. How much does one miss with tuning-out? I try not to miss anything, then I let my brain process that input and either save-it or sent it to the trash. Being tuned-out … how much does one miss??

University is like that for me. Being a bit older than most of my peers, I suffer from “too much information at times.” But if I pay attention, I get to experience a brand-new world. Why would I want to miss “stuff,” even if I really don’t like, approve or am confused by it. All, shows a different world I know so little about … but, my horizons do broaden. After-all, isn’t that why I came back to school?

That’s what blogging offers me – mental expansion. One gets to know, be exposed, hear, read, see, feel and taste (through referral) so much the world has to offer. Some blogs, hold no interest for me at all. Some, on the outset, appear to be written for some other audience, and then one little tid-bit will catch my eye, and send me down a path I’d never thought of before. I mean: “how kool is that?” A person can be exposed to people’s of the world with so many views, tastes and visions, I could never be connected to through just by the university itself.

That’s why I applaud anyone that wants to travel and be exposed to other cultures. The world we live in is so global; WHY WOULD ANYONE WANT TO BE AN AMOEBA?

Thanks for visiting. Until next week!

Best!

G.