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ladybabymama
I don't even understand why you'd want to work. But, hey!
"The caterpillar's new cells [after it has built its cocoon] are called 'imaginal cells.' They resonate at a different frequency. They are so totally different from the caterpillar cells that his immune system [that is the immune system of the worm] thinks they [the new imaginal cells] are enemies… and gobbles them up… But these new imaginal cells continue to appear, more and more of them! Pretty soon, the caterpillar's immune system cannot destroy them fast enough. More and more of the imaginal cells survive.
"And then an amazing thing happens! The little tiny lonely imaginal cells start to clump together, into friendly little groups. They all resonate together at the same frequency, passing information from one to another. Then, after a while, another amazing thing happens! The clumps of imaginal cells start to cluster together!… a long string of clumping and clustering imaginal cells, all resonating at the same frequency, all passing information from one to another there inside the chrysalis.
"…Then at some point, the entire long string of imaginal cells suddenly realizes all together that it is Something. Different from the caterpillar. Something New! Something Wonderful! …and in that realization is the shout of the birth of the butterfly!
"Each new butterfly cell can take on a different job. There is something for everyone to do, and everyone is important. And each cell begins to do just that very thing it is most drawn to do. And every other cell encourages it to do just that. A great way to organize a butterfly!"
If a caterpillar/butterfly had a human life span, then its time in the chrysalis would also last for decades. Unlike the caterpillar/butterfly, most human beings cannot afford to retreat into a cocoon while undergoing the metamorphosis. Usually we need to work on metamorphosis while still functioning in the world. To succeed with the transformation we need great perseverance, patience and just the right balance of firmness and gentleness with ourselves.
You are just like me.... you feel the negativity of people's thoughts and it causes a reaction in you and you feel fear or anger or withdraw from their presesnce.
I always was like that and I would run away and live in the woods or just zone out and not pay any attention to any of them, Or I would be sad and cry
And after A while I became angry and Hit people and yelled at them and only felt at peace when I was in the woods. Or in the middle of the night when nobody was awake.
I read books to be able to live in beautiful interesting places. I am an escapist. An escape artist. I live in my own beautiful world.
So where I used to expect tho outside world to comform to my inner world now I am learning to let things BE and just do ME. So now I can say it's all good.
Doing art is good to me because It is like a bridge where I can be in my own world and still be reaching out to the other world.
I have been publishing our conversations. This is the most interesting thing in the universe, what is happening with you and me.
I deal with everything else in the world because I like to have a good relationship with the world around me. I would like you to live in my world.
I told Lucy I love you and that if she kicks you out I'. going with you. But we will have many many friends, you and I.
And thus will be welcome everywhere.
But,, hey!!! You like your life just like it is, so forgive me for suggesting alternatives. LTS
Almost all my friends are pretty girls.
Dancing girls. Oh I forgot you prefer whiny babys.
Oh well. Different strokes for different folks.
Well, spring is almost here.
I don't imagine spending the summer with anyone else.
OK maybe for, like 20 secs for each person.
I mean I am willing to annihilate the rest of the world and substitute servomechs for the humans.
Either way, it's good, but I feel that since the programs already exist why not adapt them.
I think this overlaps the realm of "TRUE WILL"
Erm...I think I am talking to the wrong person. Again!! Oh well, back to my sketchbook....*sigh*..
I don't understand why I even bother with people. I have a great family. That is reall more than enough for me.
Can miles truly separate you from friends?
If you want to be with someone you love, aren't you already there?
(Richard Bach)
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