Life, Parenting And Relationships

Live Love Laugh

 

 




Teaching our kids to live, as in embracing life, is something just about all parents overlook. We teach them how to walk, talk, learn and make a living, however very few are taught to tap into their creativity, their spirituality and their spiritual being which is their soul. Ask any artistic people  and they will tell you that along the way of being creative they stumbled upon their spirituality. Everyone knows that education is a fundamental tool. But very few are aware that being artistic can introduce you to the inner person that most people live a lifetime and never met. Religion is also a venue to spirituality, your soul. Like the Bible says, what good is a man if he Gains the World and lose his Soul. A lot of people have no soul to lose,  they were never introduced to it, they never knew it existed.






Some of us are born perceptive, and enlightened others have to be led, being artistic sometimes leads us to our  perspectives. When you know how to look inside, there is a whole world in there. What you find in there, everything from empathy to the gift of love, being able to possess love, accept and give it. Some infants needs no prodding or encouragement to walk, talk, swim and a do lot of things, they are natural born achievers,  some need encouragement, most of us you have to lead us to the water. It’s  the same with living. A Fish swims, that is what they do with infinity until they are caught or eaten by a bigger Fish. Man was not made to swim he is expected to take advantage of all that life offers, it is too short and unpredictable to swim your way through it, in a continuous motion of nothingness only to make money and survive. Personally I believe that we do ourselves a great disservice only using 10% of our Brain’s capacity, in that case it should not be too taxing to learn a skill and a craft unilaterally. For instance a carpenter who plays an instrument and write Poetry.

 




What magnetized me to this ideology is, in my hometown of Tampa we have a Lawyer who is also a Doctor. He is way out left field with the concept that I have in mind of being creative as well as having a skill. He has two skills, even though some Doctors are forced to be creative in their practices. A lot of us learned to play an instrument early in life, by the time we grow up it’s only a distant memory, because We never learned the importance of creativity in our lives and where it could lead us, or the nourishment it feeds our souls. Twenty seven years ago I started two Manuscripts that were never completed. They were started as an outlet when I was overwhelmed with stress, somewhat of a Diary. Well anyway you know where I am coming from with this way of thinking. If you don’t practice everyday you lose interest. What I am really saying is, if your parents didn’t instigate you to be creative and  tapping into the inner you, you don’t follow the path.

 

 

 

You don’t have to be inspired to take it to a professional level. If you use creativity as a Hobby, it becomes therapeutic in our daily lives. For instance it creates a secret place for you to escape the drudgery of day to day living. It keeps you grounded and focused, it can even cradle your sanity. Oftentimes my Wife ask me what do I get out of spending so much time writing Blogs, you are not making any Money out of it said she. I have never taken the time to explain to anyone my true reasons for Writing Blogs. So here it is once and for all. Many years ago I worked in a Nursing Home, this was where I was introduced to my Mortality. I met high ranking Military Men who was ravaged with Dementia. They could not recount to me their Heroics of flying Fighter Jets delivering Bombs to the Enemies locations. I met a Concert Pianist who developed Dementia at  the heights of their Career, a lifetime of Notes completely erased. Now all they do is sit and stare, barely sixty years old.

 

 

Why wouldn’t I chose to Live love and laugh to the top of my Lungs before I get to this point. Then there was the Italian Immigrant Woman who came to America with the Clothes on her Back. She started making Pizza in a two hundred square feet Kitchen. Her Ambition and Drive turned that Hole in the Wall start into a fifty Million Dollars Empire. Now here she is withering away in a Nursing Home, unable to tell her Story, ending a Flamboyant Life in a Fog of Dementia. I am telling my Stories in advance, so when I get to where they are,  my Nurses can read them back to me and my fellow Residents when I can’t tell them for myself. At this very moment I am five miles offshore in the Gulf of Mexico writing this Blog thinking how Fragile Life is. Why should I not Live, love and Laugh right to the Bitter end, knowing that the inevitable is just that.

 

Back in the Days the Marshall Tucker band had a song called Can’t you see. One of the verses went “ gonna find me a hole in the wall and I’m gonna crawl in and Die”. Not me I’m gonna find the wide open Ocean and set Sail till I run out of Wind. When I left the Job in the Nursing Home, my favorite Resident Nell told me,  moving to Florida you will forget us all. Well my Friend Nell this one goes out to the ones I left behind. I once heard a story of a woman dying in an apartment, the conditions similar to a homeless dwelling under a Bridge except her dwelling was in an expensive apartment building, in it was 47 million dollars and feces everywhere, not having that money in a Bank said she worshipped it, the poor thing had lost her soul and mind, Howard Hughes died in similar situations. Again with those words “ what good is a Man to gain the World and lose his Soul”.There you have it in a nutshell, no one had told them that there is more to life than making lots of Money, there is so much more to life.

 

 

 

Life, Safe Driving

Staying Alive

Severe Impact

I have been Driving for fifty years, from day one I have made it my business to get better every time I get behind the Wheel. The reason is simple, I love Cars, the freedom they provide, the Technology put into them and the feeling of controlling and maneuvering them in adverse conditions. Like the time I Drove into an Atmospheric Disturbance, wreckage littered The Highway. At the Crest of this Mountain heavy Snow had blanketed the Roadway. Handling the Steering Wheel like a Joystick I avoided rearending a Truck, The Vehicle following me rearended the same Truck. The thrills are long gone, they were taken from me at seventeen when a group of us went party hopping one Saturday Night.The Drivers were two young Men barely twenty who acquired brand new Cars at the same time. Non of us drinking long enough to know how to say when. We stayed at each party long enough to consume two or three mixed Drinks. On the way to the last stop the Drivers decided to Race. We hit speeds of up to 115, when we entered the exit Ramp I glanced at the speedometer, it was showing 90, our car was on two wheels.

That one night crafted me into the most contentious of Drivers on our Roadways. I learned what can happen when you mistreat Horsepower. From that Day on I learned to love and respect the capability of the Automobile. My first car was a Buick Skylark that had seen Better days it cost me six hundred dollars and needed lots of work. Nonetheless I treated it with respect, the Engine and Trannie didn’t know their ages, they ran like new. Why wouldn’t I respect it, the car that allowed me to practice and become a skilled operator. That Car was Built like a Tank, once I got rear ended, the other car went to the Junkyard, I drove home. Back then Cars were crafted from American Steel. The Frame was Built to withstand severe impacts and drive away.

My first Car, Buick Skylark

Today’s Automobile is totally entwined with Technology, from manually cranking the Engine to Remote start. Sometimes I feel like a Kid when I press a Button and a voice comes over my Bose Speakers telling me to say a Command, I say Navigation and it ask me for the Destination. Today’s Automobile has the Soul of an unmanned Satellite, with little to no protection. As a result of Greed Car Manufacturers have chosen the cost-effective routes in building Cars. The result, very expensive Garbage on four Wheels. 1988 I bought a brand new inexpensively manufactured car, today the Brand sells like crazy. I believe that it was around then that Styrofoam and Plastic was introduced to fabricating Bumpers. One day while sitting in park, a Van backed into me while Parking. The damage was extensive, to the tune of twenty seven hundred Dollars. That’s what you get when they are made with cheap materials. Can you imagine the Devastation impacting at sixty MPH, I would not be here today telling you that they need to be driven carefully. No matter how much you spend they are nothing but inexpensively manufactured Death Traps.

The Car I Drive today cost me thirty five Thousand Dollars, Remote start, heated seats, Sensors all around, WiFi and a Computer that Talks to me, it also tells me if the car needs Windshield Washer fluid. Nonetheless an inexpensively Manufactured Junk. Being an Avid Do it yourself Mechanic since I was a Teenager, I do all the work on my Vehicles. Doing my first Oil change on this Vehicle, I Jacked it up and crawled under it. What I found blew me away. The Engine and the Transmission was made from Aluminum, so was all the Front end Parts. FYI, Steel bends, Aluminum shatters. To my surprise one of the most Technologically crafted Cars was nothing but a Heap.

The Speedometer says 170, If I took this Car on a Racetrack to Road test it and I made a Mistake, I would not be Towed away, instead I would be swept up. Now we get to the Crux of it all, knowing all that I know about these Inexpensively Manufactured Death Traps why would I go testing Fate when I sit in an unprotected Console, kicking the Gas Pedal like I was on a Test Track. Knowing that if I crashed it People would be Talking about me that he was a good Man. I have tried every approach to get your attention that operating a Vehicle mindlessly is nothing short of hurrying your Demise and others. Seems that my words have fallen on Deaf Ears, so I have decided to take you the Reality Route.

The Auto Industry is like the Gun Manufacturing industry, they are not concerned with Collateral Damage, their goal is to sell their products. How you use them is all on you. The Automobile should come with a Disclaimer just like a Pack of Cigarettes. ” Please operate safely, may cause injury or Death”. In my Mind is a Video on re-play of two young men Racing on the Vanwycke Expressway colliding at 80 MPH, the Roadway was Littered. The two Cars were Brand New inexpensively Manufactured Cars, they disintegrated on impact. If not for my expertise I would be part of the Calamities.

The Flashbacks keep me safe and sound every time I get behind the Wheel, knowing that they are not built to withstand severe impact. Having confidence in your abilities is good but how can I have confidence in a Vehicle that was made to do 170 yet built with Styrofoam Plastic and Aluminum. The only two accidents that I had in fifty years of Driving was caused by careless overconfident Drivers, why shouldn’t I always be mindful of the Dangers. I am an enthusiast and an Avid Mechanic, before I take my Car on a 2200 miles Road trip I change the Oil upon return I do the same whether it’s needed or not. Why? I am sort of a Technocrat, I love Automotive Technology, I love Today’s Automobile even if it’s made inexpensively and unsafe.  Today’s Automobile is not Built to withstand Impacts, that’s why you have anti- locking Brakes and your Computer breaking for you. In conclusion when I Drive them I use the utmost of Mindfulness of the way they are Constructed, and so should you.

P.S. Happy Motoring, Drive like your Life depends on the way you Drive.