Nightgown in Guatemala: Name selection

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Name selection

So I bought this puppy at the terminal this Sunday; only he has no name yet. Ive thought of many. Trust. Like Bear. Empanada. Oreo. Ours (bear in French). Old Man. Mr. Nilsson. Jelly Belly.

So if you have strong feelings for one of those names, speak now. The children at my house are already calling him Bonbon. I personally like the last three names, especially Old Man and Mr. Nilsson (from Pippi). Ya know...

2 comments:

Anonymous said...: I vote for Bear Jr.

-Bear Sr.; September 30, 2008 at 3:24 PM
Anonymous said...: Ishmaiah said name him after him and call him Ijae. Prnounce: I Jay. Those are ishmaiah's initials.; September 30, 2008 at 3:29 PM

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You have to take risks, he said. We will only understand the miracle of life fully when we allow the unexpected to happen.

Every day, God gives us the sun--and also one moment in which we have the ability to change everything that makes us unhappy. Every day, we try to pretend that we haven't perceived that moment, that it doesn't exist--that today is the same day as yesterday and will be the same as tomorrow. But if people really pay attention to their everyday lives, they will discover the magic moment. It may arrive in the instant when we are doing something mundane, like putting the front-door key in the lock; it may lie hidden in the quiet that follows the lunch hour or in the thousand and one things that all seem the same to us. But that moment exists--a moment when all the power of the stars becomes a part of us and enables us to perform miracles.

Joy is sometimes a blessing, but is often a conquest. Our magic moments helps us to change and sends us off in search of our dreams. Yes we are going to suffer, we will have difficult times, and we will experience many disappointments---but all of this is transitory; it leaves no permanent mark. And one day we will look back with pride and faith at the journey we have taken.

Pitiful is the person who is afraid of taking risks. Perhaps this person will never be disappointed or disillusioned; perhaps she won't suffer the way people do when they have a dream to follow. But when that person looks back--and at some point everyone looks back--she will hear her heart saying, "what have you done with the miracles that God planted in your days? What have you done with the talents God bestowed on you? You buried yourself in a cave because you were fearful of losing those talents. So this is your heritage: the certainty that you wasted your life."

By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept-Coelho

Nightgown in Guatemala

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Name selection

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