Dec 24, 2008
Needless to say its done, its done!!! Now I have to spend the next hour or two wrapping everything possibly loading the car down for an early morning departure for a 4 hr trek east to my home town, Kinston, NC.
I have been very busy lately. I was offered a job near Asheville NC and I can hardly wait to get this move over. So between work, school, packing and the holidays this must be the busiest I have been in quite some time.
I hope I will be adding more to the blog now that I get to live in the place I have always dreamed of living since I was a kid. I anticipate much more inspiration, peace, innovative thinking, a spark of creativity and simply just enjoying what I consider heaven on earth in the Blue Ridge Mountains of Western, NC.
God bless, and Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays etc, and I hope and pray that everyone who comes across this blog will find that 2009 will prove to be a successful and rewarding year for you, your friends, and your families.
Dec 3, 2008
Sites that allow visitors to share tales of kindness popping up on the Web from PhysOrg.com
One afternoon in mid-July, Melissa Morris-Ivone was on the receiving end of one of those infinitesimally small acts of kindness that put you in a good mood.
Dec 2, 2008
I have wanted to live in this general area for as long as I can remember and now I am being given the chance... I have recently been offered a position near the area and will be (hopefully) renting a beautiful home in the Biltmore Lake area.
I have much to get done over the next 30 days, but suffice it to say I am excited. I can hardly imagine seeing the mountains every day on my way back and forth to work and all the wonderful activities I might engage in over the weekends... I think its a dream come true and I hope and pray the job pans out to be something I enjoy and am very successful in...
More to come..
Oct 12, 2008
I have no goal or agenda in sharing things here, other than to voice my opinion, thoughts, ideas, etc... to share with family and friends and possibly enlighten others especially when it comes to Near Death Experiences. While I don't have much posted here about that subject, much of what is written has been highly influenced and in some way connected to this experience, and how it continues to shape my life and perceptions.
I am a peaceable guy, and respect and admire even, other's viewpoints, interests, and ideas about most anything.
With that said, enjoy the reading if you have taken the time and write to me if you'd like to comment.
Sep 25, 2008
Joy, my educator has been so nice, and just called to check on me and it's a little after 9pm. Who could ask for better care? She will continue to check on me over the next few days until we get the basal rate right and are fairly certain I will avoid having any lows.
Anyone who is contemplating going on an insulin pump, should really consider the Omnipod, its fairly easy to set up, use, and you can build so much into the PDM including temporary basal rates, deliver bolus doses of insulin, it has a built in glucometer and the best thing is you can virtually do away with your syringes and injecting yourself 4-5 times a day. I anticipate that it will help me manage my blood glucose levels better and ultimately provide a longer and better quality of life!
Sep 24, 2008
Do you honestly think if the government forks over $700 billion dollars to bail out this economy, there isn't a price to pay? As if we haven't already paid - considering this money is the money they have taken from the hours we have labored day in an day out... the money use to fund program healthcare programs, pay for illegal immigrant services, etc, etc.
Who will you answer to when the government in every sense of the word "owns" your home?
Maybe a complete financial collapse would be a good thing, and no longer will we be so concerned over the "turf" that needs "renovating" - if people lost their jobs, would it make us turn to family again like it was in days gone by, would people pull their resources together, open their hearts and homes again and really understand what a hard day's work is really about? Would we learn to live without all the toys we have so feverishly coveted, purchased, and wasted our time and energy on... would we finally realize what's important?
I hardly think its a good idea. And I hardly think the American people, myself included will benefit it from it at all.
Sep 13, 2008
The day yesterday was spent driving from Charlotte and a short layover in Raleigh to have lunch with a good friend. It was nice. Then I met my dad and his wife for dinner and called it a day/night.
This morning I was up and met Tiffany for brunch at IHOP and headed over to the house to check out a few things and speak to the tenants... I just put the home on the market and hope to have it sold before the end of November.
Anyway, thats the latest. My dad being the comedian he is, joked about taking a picture of his big toe and this is what I ended up with...
Until Next Time!
Sep 10, 2008
Aug 21, 2008
Complied from over 2000 cases—Life After Life answers questions about;
FEAR-FAITH ETERNITY-THE TUNNEL-THE LIFE-REVIEW
GUARDIAN ANGELS-GOD’S LOVING LIGHT-OUT-OF-BODY SURVIVAL
REUNITING WITH LOVED ONES
…and many other comforting and profound insights.
This beautiful film is based on the real-life story of Peter Shockey, the man who produced & directed it after the death of his own father. LIFE AFTER LIFE delivers a message of hope that encourages and inspires all who watch it to LOVE and to LIVE without fear!
Life After Life Trailer from Peter Shockey on Vimeo.
Aug 20, 2008
There is something that warms the heart when you reconnect with old friends from a life that seems so long ago at times. Not only that, memories that were just before fading away to be lost forever somewhere in the untapped and neglected part of our brains, are restored, revived and reestablished.
So here is to you and your family Kelly, wishing you the absolute best life can offer!!! Thank you for taking the time to say hello. I feel honored that our paths have crossed again albeit over the net!!
Aug 9, 2008
Aug 7, 2008
I was needing a break from the busy and very hectic schedule I have been experiencing lately with school and work. I needed to get away, refocus, re-energize, renew.
So on the morning of July 4th, I got up packed my clothes, made sure the cats had plenty of food and water and headed north, then west. As soon as I got in the car and made my way onto the interstate, I felt the excitement I hadn't felt in a long time. It was freedom and anticipation of going to a place in western NC, that I feel is sacred, at least to me. Completely alone with myself, and the music I had planned for the trip.
Arriving 3 hrs later, I drove around downtown Asheville and thought about places to stay. I really wanted a secluded cabin, but considering my last minute plans I soon realized that wasn't going to happen. So I stayed at the Sheraton, just a few blocks from Pak Place. $189 a night, it was ok to splurge a little.
I checked in, explored downtown, had a very late lunch at the local Irish Pub, watched people, listend to the street musicians and just relaxed. The crowd began to really gather and I decided to drive around some more.
Rather than go into a lengthy detail of the trip, I will just say it was well worth the trip. Getting up early the next morning to drive along the Blue Ridge Parkway, site see and take alot of pictures.
I headed back home that night taking a different route through Greenville, SC.
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Jul 27, 2008
Needless to say inspiration doesn't come easily as we are tossed and turned with our jobs, personal obligations, having the car serviced, doing the laundry - alas that conveyor belt of life seems to move us along, question is where is it headed and whats the destination?
On the way home a few days ago, I did begin to have the idea for a new post, some of which I have touched on in the past, but I will save it for now. After just completing a assignment for a philosophy class and working feverishly to meet the deadline, while grasping a well rounded understanding of Plato's Doctrine of Ideas and transcendent forms, my own philosophical momentum is about out of energy.
Until next time... I feel inspiration coming!
Jun 12, 2008
Jun 8, 2008
This was written probably when I was in my mid to late twenties. I am 38 now. Interesting how life has changed.
Where is She Father?
Where is she Father? I know her face and the smell of her perfume. Her heart is like the sunrise, and her voice is like sweet music. Her eyes are beautiful and her heart searches. Have you hidden her for just a time? Or should this ache abide with me, and find me incomplete for many more days?
How long Lord, how long must this composition of my heart go unheard? Or could it be that my eyes fail to see? Does she stand before me and yet I look past her radiance and splendor? Perhaps she stands just out of view, just beyond the edge of this road you have purposed in my life.
I know she is there somewhere, my heart beats with hers and my tears are not in vain - she is alive!
When will she come? When, oh Lord shall I find myself in her arms, listening to her song? I know she must sing of me and she too, longs to be where I am.
Does my song have no purpose? Surely not, it is filled with fervent and eternal love. Is she like the seed slumbering beneath the earth, anticipating your warm breath to give her life at just the moment my feet should pass by her space in the meadow? Shall I find her in solitude in the secret place you have chosen, reflecting the most beautiful rays of your light?
Often times the winds carry her song to my lonely ears, and for a brief moment I feel her cheek next to my own. Or is she like the lonely whipporwill calling out, waiting patiently for my reply?
Where is she Father?
Jun 2, 2008
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May 30, 2008
May 19, 2008
Just a note to say I had a great weekend with visiting friends, seeing parts of the city I hadn't explored up until now.
It was refreshing. I met someone new, reconnected with someone from the past and spent some time with very special old friends.
Charlotte seems to be a great city. Being uptown and riding the lite rail, seeing all the nice condos etc, made me want to experience the city life. I live in the very southern part of Charlotte and its a bit of a ride to drive and find parking. The lite rail is very easy to get to and only takes 15 minutes to get into the heart of the city. It's great.
Come for a visit, Charlotte has quite a bit to offer!
May 2, 2008
What happened in Decatur? Check out this video from the local news station and what Codey Terry says he saw. You can go to Earthfiles for a more in depth interview with Codey regarding this mysterious event.
He says he saw a large pearl-like sphere loaded onto an ambulance stretcher....
Apr 22, 2008
The new shape of music: Music has its own geometry, researchers find from PhysOrg.com
The connection between music and mathematics has fascinated scholars for centuries. More than 200 years ago Pythagoras reportedly discovered that pleasing musical intervals could be described using simple ratios.
Apr 20, 2008
This is just a quick update to say I haven't updated the blog as of late.
I've been busy, settling into the new city, Charlotte, growing accustomed to a new job and new people and creating a new routine.
I'ts been challenging and refreshing all the same.
I have just signed up for two more classes - one being an elective, Greek Philosophy and another required course, Healthcare Ethics. I am sure the Philosophy class will prove to be interesting and enlightening.
Thats it for now, its time for relaxing on the sofa with the evening news.
Until next time!
Feb 29, 2008
Feb 6, 2008
I am realizing that at my age, and life experience, moving and being challenged with a new job, new place, etc.. its not enough. Not that I don't have enough challenges, but the reward of life needs a boost. I am just like any other human being, fears, sadness, joy, peace, hopes, dreams... they all come and go.
More than ever it's important I maintain ties with those that are important in my life, family, friends, coworkers... the older I get the more I will write, the more I will express whats important and not be afraid or ashamed to do so.
My brain needs to be expanded more... I need to keep learning new stuff. I need to hurry up and do things, alone or not.
I feel like I need to scream at people that they are valuable, loved, they are needed, they have purpose. I thought about writing a book today, one of probably a million I have thought of.... but how God speaks to us all the time, if we just listened. How he shows up, if we just looked. But life (such as we call it) puts us on this production line of distraction that just to be able to get home and get to bed at a decent hour not having overlooked something important (God forbid) like taking the garbage out or checking the mail.... is a blessing. Is refuge, is what we call peace. A few hours a night to get away and escape. The book would be a mulitude of pictures, drawings of dreams, and visions - each one representing some truth, some lesson or divine wisdom, that I know comes from God. Hoping that it would change someone's life, that I could give them a glimpse of what I know to be true.
I feel so fortunate at times and so cursed at others.
I walked by my mother's picture the other day and for a moment became aware of a truth so stark, so revealing, so ...so real that it scared me. That truth is that through her death and through my experience with the out of body episode, when I was in heaven..... that there is nothing more that I live for really, than to be there again. How ironic. Sometimes I will pick up a picture of her and just look at her face, and go back to that place in time, to experience her again, its real. Then suddenly the breath feels like its knocked out of me and I regain my senses and find myself in this reality.
Other times, I relive the experience in heaven, and if it were possible for a heart to cry, mine does. It aches, it longs, it is connected to something I can't see, can't touch, and can hardly explain to others. It ruined me in ways.
I wish, so much I could just take someone's hand and show them. Just show them. But I can't. And it frustrates me.
I dream so much. Almost every night, sometimes they make sense, sometimes not, but more often they are lessons, answers, indication of something I should learn or focus on or share with someone else.
I know I am rambling a bit now, but my mind is on auto pilot more and more, and I have to get some of it out.... so you get to be the honorable recipient. You know me like no other. You know my heart, perhaps even my soul. And it's safe to share with you.
Someday I hope, I really hope I am that old man, up in the mountains, high above the hustle and bustle of the world below... listening, watching and waiting....