“WHO AM I?”

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Yes folks, it’s the Mad Hatter visiting the Shaggy Cricket’s blog! WOW!! What a treat!!! Anyway, it is my hope and intention to share with you some thoughts that I have pondered and mulled over in my mind for decades! I hope that you decide to go down the rabbit hole yourself and experience total wonderment and excitement in LIFE!!!! If you are ready, take the plunge NOW!
Weeeeeeeeee!! WOW!! Well, here we are! Have fun exploring LIFE!

Zen; Childlike wonder about everything! To see, To taste, To smell, To hear and feel like it was the first time to experience something new and wonderful to discover and explore.

As I sit here typing away on the computer and contemplating what it is I want translate into words to help encourage others to break out of the mold that they have been poured into. As a victim of pre-programming myself, I can relate to those who are confused about who they are, how they should walk, talk and/or act/react to situations, what school(s) they will attend for their “future” and the list goes on and on.

These pre-conceptions are only reinforced throughout our childhood and beyond.
From the time we are born, we are subjected to other’s thoughts and plans for our lives. We become products of what others have envisioned for us, watching their dreams become reality through us as we grow into society’s expectations for us, but is this really who we are? Does it define us as a person?

Allow me to give you a little background concerning my own journey out of the realm of pre-programming. I was born almost 9 years after the end of the Second World War to an oriental female teenager and an unknown American father. As Simon and Garfunkle’s song says, “Time it was and what a time it was!” Growing up in the turbulent 60’s and 70’s, I reflected often upon my early childhood. I contemplated who I was and who society wanted me to be. I was an impressionable youth and wanted to be liked but was discriminated against because of my oriental background and looks. America was still healing from the war with Japan, then Korea and suddenly Vietnam. America was predjudice against anyone looking oriental during those times.

I was adopted by an American service man and his wife while I was an infant and was brought to the states, living or passing through almost every part of the country during his military time. I was able to make some friends at the places I lived at but for the most part I still had prejudices to overcome. I am thankful for those experiences because without them I believe that I would not be the person I am today, who ever that is!

The late 60’s and early 70’s was a time of personal upheaval, social unrest and chaos. The nation was already reeling from political assassinations and was bitterly divided over the escalating presence of America in South Vietnam. America was hemorrhaging from acts of hatred and violence. It was during this time that I listened to the radio, withdrawing from anyone and everyone, singing along with the songs because music really does calm the savage beast within. It wasn’t easy to tell right from wrong and several songs reflected that very point. One song said “How can everybody be right, when everybody’s wrong!” Another said; “When the world and I were young, just yesterday, life was such a simple game a child could play. It was easy then to tell right from wrong. Easy then to tell weak from strong. When a man should stand and fight or just go along. But today there is no day or night. Today there is no dark or light. Today there is no black nor white……Only shades of gray!”

Many groups and songs have come and gone, but there are certain ones that embed themselves into your brain and silently stalk your thoughts to reawaken your youthful memories once again. Music evokes passion and instills dreams in the hearts and minds of people all over the world. Even at the end of the decade, when so many had lost hope, when the winter of despair gripped the nation, it was music that helped keep America spiritually warm and alive, carrying us forward into a world that all of us had hoped to change. Never before or since has music contained such poetic innocence and social power.

So what does all that have to do with the question of “Who Am I?” Even though we do not like to admit it, we are people of “CHANGE!” “CHANGE” is all around us. It surrounds us and is in us. “CHANGE” is here to stay!” We want “CHANGE”, we need “CHANGE”, we just don’t want to see “CHANGE!” The majority of the population walks around with either rose colored glasses on or with their eyes wide shut to the possibilities that “CHANGE” brings. The decades of the 60’s and 70’s saw radical “CHANGE” politically, environmentally as well as individually. It is my own belief that the “PHOENIX” needs to emerge from the ashes once again and spread it’s wings on the winds of “CHANGE!”

The chaotic times that I grew up in were balanced with music that struck a chord of the times and left a definite impression upon my very being. In the decades of the 80’s, 90’s and the “NEW” Millenium, I have heard songs that captured the emotions of my youth, but they are few and far between.

There will always be “chaotic” times in one’s life! How we handle them will affect our outlook on life and each other because we are all connected. We are not alone on this little blue marble. Daily I put into practice those words of Dr. Wayne Dyer; “When we change the way we look at things, the things we look at “CHANGE!”

Well, I have to get ready to go to work. There will be more encouragement coming from the hearth and the rabbit hole. Till next time, TTFN!!!

The Shaggy Cricket!!

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UNUSUAL SIGHT

Greetings from the hearth once again;

I would like to open up a discussion concerning an usual sight that I saw while driving home from work on 7 March 2014. As I was driving home, I noticed two red-tailed hawks flying above the tree tops, circling clockwise and above them were two buzzards flying in circles going counter-clockwise.

In all the years that I have hunted, I have never seen anything like that. I told my wife the story after I got home and she asked me if I had an interpretation concerning this sight that I had witnessed. I said that I did not have one yet and she asked me if I had asked the Creator for an interpretation of it. Again the answer was no and she said to me “You have not because you ask not!”

How TRUE that statement is. If we desire wisdom, we must ask for it. If we seek knowledge, we must ask for it. Sometimes the answers are in what we see, not so much in what we hear. The ancients studied nature and learned the lessons that it taught and passed those lessons down through the generations. Unfortunately, the indigenious people of the land have lost that passion to seek the wisdom of Mother Earth, the bearer of LIFE and the consoler of death.

My intention for you in writing this is to blow upon the smoldering embers of your imagination to learn to listen to nature. Study the subtle and walk in clarity. Listen for the ZEN!!

The Shaggy Cricket!!!