Pissy Stairwell

Unlike those buildings in movies or on any given episode of “Good Times”, I can’t recall a time where I’ve had to walk up a significant flight of stairs. Steps have their place and value in life. They take us from one level to another and back down again, if necessary. They walk us through complicated processes and allow us to enjoy savory treats. Overall, steps have been good to me.

I read on FB a post on a friend’s page that talked about having an “Ex” and blended families. Blended families are great but as with any blending, mixing or meshing; something is bound to get left in the bowl, left out of the mix. Usually, what gets left out is the one who is not there.

I’ve seen what the addition of “steps” can do and it doesn’t always lead to heaven. People fear steps, see them as encroaching on their space and time. Some steps are treated better than the original workings of a home and when that happens, termites are bound to turn up somewhere. Those original stairs start to rot, from the inside due to neglect and care not because they aren’t genuinely cared for but because they’ve been there the longest, it is assumed that they are more sturdy, thus requiring less maintenance. If the old steps and the new steps aren’t joined together correctly, it can lead to many a bumps and bruises.

In some instances, steps can be better than the originals and by better, I mean, sometimes even that which is original could use some updating, resurfacing. Steps of any kind can bring you closer or take your farther apart. I’ve seen steps take some loved ones so far apart, they lose themselves trying to navigate the path to their loved one. If not managed properly, steps can lead to a world of negativity and complacency; after all, steps are designed to take us and bring us back, but never to leave us.

People like “original”; look how popular original hardwood floors are in homes, or crown moulding, or anything that can seemingly bring value to a home. It’s all a matter of taste and priority really. What’s important to some is not necessarily important to another. Careful: Watch your step, that first one’s a doozy!

Little Golden Book

Over the weekend I attended a networking event and I must say, it was a drive and time well spent, given that I had not attended such an event in quite a while, it was long overdue. I encountered a quote/tweet/FB post from that event that reminded me of a story. The message was this…Don’t beg for support. Marinate on that for a minute, if you will. Don’t beg for support. 4 little words, so powerful. Reminded me of a story…The Little Red Hen.

The Little Red Hen is the story of a hen on a farm who finds some wheat grains and asks for help to plant, mill, tend, harvest, bake and ultimately eat the wheat/bread. The cat, dog and duck all empathically decline to assist Little Red Hen… “Not I” they each replied when she asked “Who will help me?”. It is not until all the work has been done and the result is a nice hot loaf of fresh, organic wheat bread, that the cat, dog and duck go from negative to positive, with an “I will.” To their surprise, Little Red Hen gives them the business and eats all the bread herself. Moral of the story…those who show no willingness to contribute to a product do not deserve to enjoy the product. Now, that moral is stretching it a bit because we all aren’t really able to contribute to all the products we like, which is why we pay for them but the point is, Little Red Hen was begging for support and it wasn’t until the very end, when all the hard work had been finished that others were willing to help her. Come to think of it, I think Little Red Hen was the original Keith Sweat 🙂

We were created to be supportive; a help meet/mate but somewhere in the industrial millenia, being supportive became de classe, taboo for some reason. When we see a person doing well, why shouldn’t we offer to spread the word, lend a hand or do whatever we can in support of that person, if it is within you to do so? What is to be lost by you telling a friend about the good works of another? Are we so prideful and envious that we cannot be bothered to part our lips to enlighten someone about the goings on of an up and coming friend?

Things blow up, become successful, shoot off the charts based on one thing… word of mouth. Somebody either bought it or had it given to them, liked it and either told someone else or that someone else saw it and wanted to have it and thus the cycle of success begins and continues. Women of all sizes couldn’t stop talking about Spanx and look at Sarah Blakely now. Imagine if no one ever said anything about the magic body enhancers, where would she be today? We all need support, in some form or another, it doesn’t cost you anything to tell someone about what someone else is doing. Are you jealous because you aren’t doing it? Well, maybe you were meant to do something else. Who knows, the person you tell might be interested and that could lead to another mutually beneficial relationship. Poor Little Red Hen, she was begging for help days on end with that wheat but in the end, her revenge was sweet or at least hot and fresh. At times I’ve found myself donning my Little Red Hen cape, looking with Pound Puppy eyes for others to support me by telling a friend but alas, like Little Red Hen, I was greeted with “Not I” albeit silent/lack of action responses.

Who will help me? Is there not a one? Judging from that quote/tweet/FB post, apparently there IS not a one. Sad, because success, like food, is best when shared.

Who wants more bread?

Who died and made you Chief?

I get excited by the little things: happy endings on tv, a good cupcake, waking up in the morning, you know, the little things. So, just how stoked was I to see an old video from Tavis Smiley and Will Smith and to hear Smith say “that 2+2 is whatever I want it to be.” See, I’ve always believed that things are exactly what you want them to be, regardless what the world tells you it should be. Yeah yeah, I know what the “NORM” is, but nobody ever did anything great being Normal.

Here I sit, sumo squatting and typing this, one might say, that is not normal, but hey, writers aren’t known to be normal so I’m in good company. Conventional wisdom and theories will tell you that anyone who always wants things their way is a narcissist. I say, as Misty Copeland says, “Will what you want” and if I want 2+2 to equal Fe then so it shall be. It doesn’t matter that I have to apply the “Normal” theories of what 2+2 is, I can roll with the flow, but when it comes to my world, I don’t allow squirrels.

Everything and I do mean, EVERYTHING happens for a reason and in the appointed season. I’m late on a lot of stuff — just saw The Davinci Code last month and I’ve never seen a Star Wars movie (please, rubber bullets only) so it wasn’t meant for me to see that video when it originally aired. So glad I didn’t because I may not have been as observant but I would have totally agreed, as I do now. Life, my life, is what I want it to be (so long as G-d says so)))). Yes, I conform to the worldly NORMS (such as the law calls for) but when it comes to my world, only G-d can tell me what is normal and I’m not Normal :). I’ve never told anyone that there was nothing wrong with me and I’m ok with that. My thinking is ethereal, I dream in color, lots of colors and patterns and designs, all at the same time (think flowers and plaid).

My un-normalness can seem like unreasonableness or absurdity at times but I’m just willing what I want and that can take on many forms but hey, it takes work to will what you want and work can get ugly, messy and quite complicated. I’m no bulldozer but I’m no house of cards either. I work hard for what I want and if I want 2+2 to equal a pack of now and laters then that is my will. I’m not interested in the probability, I’m interested in the possibility and anything is possible with my G-d. Now, as in all things, Thy (HIS) will be done, not mine but, since ALL things work together for the good of those who love the L-rd and since I looovvve the L-rd; 2+2=4 because that’s the law, the NORM. But since he only wants the best for me, in my world, he’s ok with 2+2= whatever I will it to. I’m just curious, whose sharp enough to roll with me?

What’s your New Normal?