I fucking love DAVE GROHL
Below is Mr. Grohl’s keynote speech at this year’s SXSW festival. It’s full of badassified thoughts and motivation. Watch it! Watch it, NOW!
XOXO,
Abby Rae
Archive for the ‘Reflections’ Category
Blessed are the Book Worms
I found this pic I took of two of (my many) “favorite books”. I can say with confidence I will never be an owner of a Kindle or Nook. Ya, they’re neat and cool and technologically savvy but nothing compares with opening a book and FEELING the pages. I love they way all my books look in my book cases, too. I love rearranging them periodically and in the process, thumbing through old favorites and refreshing my memory of the stories and content within them. No technology is comparable to that, to me, anyway.
I found this quote floating around on the interweb and it made me smile….
“BLESSED ARE THE CHILDREN OF BOOK WORMS. FOR THEY INHERIT THE BOOKS!”
Happy Reading~
Abby Rae
Striking a Chord
“Where words fail, music speaks.” ~ Hans Christian Anderson
~I had the pleasure of seeing Silversun Pickups this past December! Their album “Neck of the Woods” was released on May 8, 2012, which was my 8th wedding anniversary. ”Coincidentally”, many of SSPU’s previous songs opened up new meanings and insights into my marriage. It put a big ol’ SMILE on my face when I heard of the release date~ Oh, snap!! The universe is so damn awesome~
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HAPPY FRIDAY!
Abby Rae
Being Here
I’m Not There
Although I was intrigued with the movie when it came out, I never watched it. I always knew that I would take it in at just the right moment in my life when I needed to view it. Well, last night was that time. I found myself analyzing and decoding the images and words that were portrayed. In no way do I claim to know fully the intentions of the director. I do know it spoke to the nature of my being. So many personalities combined into one~Striving to mold them into all, so as none are lost and all have a voice in my existence. The last line, in particular, shot a lightning bolt of clarity into the core of my soul:
“When I wake I’m one person, when I go to sleep I know for certain I’m somebody else. I don’t know who I am most of the time. It’s like you got yesterday, today and tomorrow all in the same room. There’s no telling what can happen.”
No, I’m not there.
I’m not yet fully here, either. I lie in the misted, vague ether of the in-between
Juggling fruits of the past with seeds for the future.
Do you know where you are?
Best wishes in your search 
Abby Rae
ALL WE SEE OR SEEM
A Dream Within A Dream
Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow-
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand-
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep- while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
Edgar Allan Poe
I am a dreamer! A dreamer’s life is blessed with the abilities to see vast opportunities among the grim and glum realities that are portrayed in the world. And yet, when the visions and dreams of hope and possibilities are left unharnessed they drown in the mind. It is then that the dreamer’s life seems to be riddled with curses. The visions become clouded and fear-based and renders the dreamer immobile, trapped within the depths of an over-imaginative mind.
A dream, a vision, a hope, or a wish is NOTHING until it can be integrated in the reality of the world in which we live. There must be action driven by the positive energy that created it in the first place. If visions are covered in fear, then the reality the dreamer creates will represent the essence of a nightmare.
Be conscious of the energy of your dreams. Focus only on the positive. Hope for direction as to where it is in your life that action needs to take place to fulfill it. Prepare for the reality of your wishes to come true.
“You know all the things come back to you!”
Dream ON!
Abby Rae
BEES ARE BRILLIANT
Okay, so the quote is waaaay outta touch with modern science but I still like it! I’ve BEEn interested in the wee BUZZards since I found out how unbelievably skilled and efficient they were in geometry. (I dig math, okay?!)
FACTS TO GET YOUR HEAD BUZZING ‘BOUT BEES…
~Bees do not see the color red but they can see ultraviolet colors
~~A queen bee chooses the sex of her offspring
~~~Honey bees are not born to make honey: they are taught by their elders
~~~~Been around for 30 million years
~~~~~A honeycomb is made of hexagonal cells with walls that are only 2/1000 inch thick, but support 25 times their own weight
~~~~~~Bees pollinate an average of 15 billion dollars in crops every year
~~~~~~~Bees dance to communicate
~~~~~~~~Bees are super-smart at math and can calculate angles
~~~~~~~~~The hexagonal honeycomb shape is a reflection of this ability, as it is the most efficient use of space for them to store food
~~~~~~~~~~Honey is the only food made by insects that is eaten by man
~~~~~~~~~~~Honey has everything in it to sustain life, with an added antioxidant that promotes brain functioning
~~~~~~~~~~~~Human brains have trillions of glial “glue” cells that form a honeycomb pattern that nourishes and protects neurons
Saint Kateri Tekakwitha
In honor of All Saints Day, I am showing gratitude to my Catholic heritage by sharing with you one of my favorite saints, Saint Kateri Tekawitha, who was just recently canonized (fancy word meaning the big wigs in the church feel she is worthy of being called a saint) on 10/21/2012 by Pope Benedict XVI. Kateri is the first Native American Indian to reach sainthood; she showed extreme courage and bravery in what she believed and gave great dedication to the environment and the sick. Her story has fascinated me, since I was a young girl.
My mom, grandma, and I went into Saint Louis city to visit my Uncle Jim , who was in the Kenrick seminary (fancy word for a college where you learn to become a priest). While we were in the gift shop, I spotted the book, Kateri Tekawitha, Lily of the Mohawks. My grandma bought it for me and I read it all the time. I think I even brought it to school for show-and-tell!
Hearing the news of Kateri’s sainthood, this October, put a huge smile on my face. It brought back a flood of memories of my grandma , who is now gone and my uncle, who recently passed away in September. As I grew older, and more rebellious of my Catholic upbringing, I often debated with them on the teaching and dogma of the church. It drove my mother CRAZY! I’m sure they are giggling, as I write this…
I am beginning to accept that in my questioning of my beliefs I do not have to completely shun and rebel from them, either. Although I am, currently, not a devoted Catholic, I find that my faith is still heavily rooted in Catholic teachings and prayers: I love reading about saints and angels, I still pray numerous Catholic prayers, almost daily, and when I do go to church, I get overwhelmingly emotional and almost always have tears. It is a part of me. It seems as though I cannot escape it, no matter how hard I try to run away…
Be Strong. Be Courageous.
Abby Rae
Make Much of Your Time
Gather ye rosebuds, 2009 from Jinyoung,Choi on Vimeo.
To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time
By Robert Herrick
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, Old Time is still a-flying; And this same flower that smiles today Tomorrow will be dying. The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun, The higher he's a-getting, The sooner will his race be run, And nearer he's to setting. That age is best which is the first, When youth and blood are warmer; But being spent, the worse, and worst Times still succeed the former. Then be not coy, but use your time, And while ye may, go marry; For having lost but once your prime, You may forever tarry. Make MUCH of YOUR Time~ Abby Rae
