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2.11.2011
2.07.2011
rebirth
today is my 7th spiritual birthday.
seven. years. how did that happen? how did that happen?
i got to thinking, like i usually do...
how did i get here? i feel like the circumstances i find myself in, especially of late, have not been by my choice, but by things that are out of my control that have happened to me. but this is so contradictory to what i've been taught. all my life, i've heard that you are where you are because of the choices that you've made.
what choices did i make to get here? am i just reacting to the things that come up in my life, passively finding ways to make myself as comfortable as possible within the realm of events that happen from moment to moment? or are these events occurring because of decisions i've made and who i am?
my grandmother once told me: "you are where you are because of who you are"
but i don't feel like where i am is reflective of who i am at the moment. (and this is about to get real deep).
who the hell am i?
after seven years of being a christian, i don't feel any wiser, any more distinguished, any more mature or sure-footed. in fact, i feel less sure-footed. i feel like i have more scars that need to be healed, more hopes that i'm waiting to see come to fruition, more questions about who god is, and who i am in god, and more unanswered prayers that remain giant question marks in my mind as i wonder how god is going to fulfill his promise in that request. i am less surrendered to his will, more aware of my own weaknesses and deficiencies, more discouraged, less optimistic and idealistic; i have more burdens and baggage than ever. and i have to ask: why?
my theme scripture for this quarter has been from psalm 30:11-12. it reads:
you turned my wailing into dancing; you removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy, that my heart may sing your praises and not be silent. LORD, my god, i will praise you forever.
is this it? the more self-aware i become, the more i mess up, the more i realize how messed up i am, the more reason i have to dance and sing and be joyful to god? that no matter how or where my wailing comes from, whether by my own doing or things done to me, god can turn it into dancing and joy?
and in doing so i find a second chance. a new hope. rebirth.
that must be it.
seven. years. how did that happen? how did that happen?
i got to thinking, like i usually do...
how did i get here? i feel like the circumstances i find myself in, especially of late, have not been by my choice, but by things that are out of my control that have happened to me. but this is so contradictory to what i've been taught. all my life, i've heard that you are where you are because of the choices that you've made.
what choices did i make to get here? am i just reacting to the things that come up in my life, passively finding ways to make myself as comfortable as possible within the realm of events that happen from moment to moment? or are these events occurring because of decisions i've made and who i am?
my grandmother once told me: "you are where you are because of who you are"
but i don't feel like where i am is reflective of who i am at the moment. (and this is about to get real deep).
who the hell am i?
after seven years of being a christian, i don't feel any wiser, any more distinguished, any more mature or sure-footed. in fact, i feel less sure-footed. i feel like i have more scars that need to be healed, more hopes that i'm waiting to see come to fruition, more questions about who god is, and who i am in god, and more unanswered prayers that remain giant question marks in my mind as i wonder how god is going to fulfill his promise in that request. i am less surrendered to his will, more aware of my own weaknesses and deficiencies, more discouraged, less optimistic and idealistic; i have more burdens and baggage than ever. and i have to ask: why?
my theme scripture for this quarter has been from psalm 30:11-12. it reads:
you turned my wailing into dancing; you removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy, that my heart may sing your praises and not be silent. LORD, my god, i will praise you forever.
is this it? the more self-aware i become, the more i mess up, the more i realize how messed up i am, the more reason i have to dance and sing and be joyful to god? that no matter how or where my wailing comes from, whether by my own doing or things done to me, god can turn it into dancing and joy?
and in doing so i find a second chance. a new hope. rebirth.
that must be it.
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4:28 PM
2.06.2011
my own creation.
i made my first vegan creation:
banana
apple
blueberries
carrot
persian cucumber
red pepper
basil
cayenne pepper
cinnamon
so so delicious
banana
apple
blueberries
carrot
persian cucumber
red pepper
basil
cayenne pepper
cinnamon
so so delicious
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7:05 PM
2.05.2011
a royal weekend thus far.
so, last night, me and some of the girls went to one of our favorite spots, royal, on university way. we slid into an open booth (rare), wiped off the spilled beer, and started looking at the menu. slowly but surely this guy came up to our table to try to talk to us. this is how (let's call her gwyneth) handled it:
guy: what are you ladies drinking tonight?
gwyneth: oh we're not sure yet, but this is just going to be a ladies night tonight.
guy: what? what do you mean?
gwyneth: oh you know, just a ladies night. we all just broke up with our boyfriends, so we're out celebrating.
guy: wait wait wait... you ALL just broke up with your boyfriends?
gwyneth: i mean, no no no no, we're just having a girls night. i don't want you to waste your time.
guy: waaaaaiiiittt... you thought i was hitting on you?! nooo i was just asking what you were drinking. i'm going around to all the tables asking what people are drinking. psh i'm sorry if i wasted your time.
gwyneth: it's not about wasting our time, i just don't want you to waste yours.
guy: what, no, well, i'm sorry if i wasted your time (in a very sarcastic tone)
guy walks away and then decides to come back in forty-five minutes to give us all a high-five, which we all did, reluctantly.
who high-fives in a bar anyway?!
we had so much fun despite this awkward interruption, and woke up to watch the royal tenenbaums, (an outstanding movie, i might add). all in all, a royal weekend.
guy: what are you ladies drinking tonight?
gwyneth: oh we're not sure yet, but this is just going to be a ladies night tonight.
guy: what? what do you mean?
gwyneth: oh you know, just a ladies night. we all just broke up with our boyfriends, so we're out celebrating.
guy: wait wait wait... you ALL just broke up with your boyfriends?
gwyneth: i mean, no no no no, we're just having a girls night. i don't want you to waste your time.
guy: waaaaaiiiittt... you thought i was hitting on you?! nooo i was just asking what you were drinking. i'm going around to all the tables asking what people are drinking. psh i'm sorry if i wasted your time.
gwyneth: it's not about wasting our time, i just don't want you to waste yours.
guy: what, no, well, i'm sorry if i wasted your time (in a very sarcastic tone)
guy walks away and then decides to come back in forty-five minutes to give us all a high-five, which we all did, reluctantly.
who high-fives in a bar anyway?!
we had so much fun despite this awkward interruption, and woke up to watch the royal tenenbaums, (an outstanding movie, i might add). all in all, a royal weekend.
at
3:46 PM
2.04.2011
2.03.2011
this is not a vegan friendly world
my roommate and i are starting a new vegan diet regime. you may be asking why. its not because we're trying to save all the little animals or because we are trying to starve ourselves (although i feel like that's what we signed up for) but simply because we want to.
at least that's the only reason i'm doing this crazy, completely impractical diet. just because.
eating vegan has been quite an experience so far. for however much spu tries to make everything accessible for every person, i really feel bad for the full-time vegans. there is not much on this campus that they (or me, for the time being) can eat. i end up settling on a fruit cup or odwalla juice.
and i've had to learn a lot about what things added to our foods are from animals and what is not.
bottom line: eating vegan takes way more work than just cutting things out of your diet.
it's going to be a long month.
at least that's the only reason i'm doing this crazy, completely impractical diet. just because.
eating vegan has been quite an experience so far. for however much spu tries to make everything accessible for every person, i really feel bad for the full-time vegans. there is not much on this campus that they (or me, for the time being) can eat. i end up settling on a fruit cup or odwalla juice.
and i've had to learn a lot about what things added to our foods are from animals and what is not.
bottom line: eating vegan takes way more work than just cutting things out of your diet.
it's going to be a long month.
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3:48 PM
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