Let Music fill the air

Monday, December 28, 2009

How can they know me and all the others too?

I happened on my horoscope today: Aquarius. And this is what it said...... Someone telling you that you're unique, odd or strange would be the best compliment you could receive. You love to stand apart from the rest of the crowd and you don't mind it in the least. The people closest to you can't seem to figure out why you try so hard to be different, and you can't for the life of you understand why they settle for being so ordinary. Instead of arguing just to argue, why not simply agree to disagree? Hmmmmm. I let that settle in my mind and then.... I wonder. This seems like someone has written this specifically because of who I am. I kind of agree with what it is suggesting about the way I behave, perhaps how I think , how I choose to dress and decorate and why I don't see the world like others do . But how can all of us Aquarians - and there would be millions right? - all be inclined the same way? I read horoscopes for a bit of a lark from time to time and then think about if I can apply any of it to my life. Sometimes I read them the day after they are printed or a week after even and think back to see if any of it is even true. What are we searching for? Hidden answers or clues to yesterdays and tomorrows? Confirmation that what I did was right or worse - wrong and it's too late to change it anyways. The elusive crystal ball of events. It's that whole philosophical domino effect thing. That's another one to put your head around. If you go back and change just 1 thing in a chain of events you would be affecting so many others in thier path. It just doesn't work. So, I give in. Making mistakes and moving forward is all anyone is expected to do. If we are lucky - we will hit it right more than once or twice and truly, do we need these messages to tell us what we already know inside anyways? Sometimes I think they are like secret messages that drop on by to remind us that we need to pay attention. Attention to what? That's a personal thing that draws us to these little messages. So, I think they have a place in this big dictionary of life. It doesn't matter how we get it. Just that at some point we do.

Phewww. That's a lot of juliology.

Monday, December 14, 2009

I had to take the bus today....

I am spoiled and I have an issue with taking the bus. It stems from an incident when I was out of highschool and I was going out to meet friends for New Years. A looong time ago. I was dressed up and took the bus to the city - it was about an hours ride and I was to spend the nite at a friends. The ride was completely distressing. Weird people all around me - making comments and freaking me out. Needless to say - I have always since had a car and driven. Well today, we were threatened with a big snowfall and my car is great for a sunny day but horrible in the snow. So I drove to work when I thought it was safe, left my car there and took the bus home.
It was on my mind all day - having to take the bus by myself home. I just had to do it. Be on my own and do what hundreds of others do everyday. So I get a tea at Tim Horton's near the stop and waited for the bus to come. It came pretty fast - and I had the exact change ready in my pocket so I wouldn't fumble at the pay thing. I got on and passed a man with his dog in a carrier, a mom with 2 sleeping kids in a stroller covered with one of those plastic shields to keep them dry, and several guys that just didn't seem to have friendly written all over them.. I had to stand with my hot tea and was hoping I wouldn't spill it on my neighbor. Some guy in the back was pretending to cry like his toddler really loud and you just didn't even want to turn around and look for fear he might be offended. Some other guy got on with an ipod set to "let everyone else hear my crappy music"..... and again - you don't say anything because he might just hurt you.
Eventually I got a seat by the window which was so dirty you couldn't even really see out. People pulled the string to alert the "get off" sign and slowly the bus numbers dwindled down. Phew..... eventually I reached my neighborhood. It looked safe because I know it I guess.
When my stop got close I took the rear exit and stepped out into the fresh air with such relief you have no idea.

So what was so bad? Why do I have such an issue about this? Did I have a dog cage in tow? 2 kids in a stroller that I had to wrangle off the bus all by myself? No. Do I own my own car so I don't have to ride everyday? Yes. Really, I am spoiled obviously and I needed a taste of reality. Maybe I need an intervention. Whatever it is - I get it. I was looking at the whole thing with the wrong attitude. I agree to smarten up.
I found some pictures of some really cool bus stops from around the world and I wonder if I got to wait in one of these if I would want to ride more often? Maybe I need a buddy. That would be better. Everything is better with a friend. That is the answer. Next time I should try to make a friend and not be one of those guys who I thought looked so unfriendly. I love the bus stop with the swing. Brilliant. Or the one of the little living room with the vines growing around it. The strawberry? It's in Japan apparently and the modern one is in Germany.
Isn't perception funny. I always have to watch mine.