What kind of Herb are thee?

YOU ARE CATNIP


What herb are you?
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~~I borrowed this from javamom's blog

I really think the last comment on my herb-self was prompted by question #1
on the quiz!

Some random advice on Reading

“In the case of good books, the point is not how many of them
you can get through,
but rather how many can get through to you.”
-Mortimer J. Adler, philosopher, educator and author (1902-2001)

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Read not to contradict and confute; nor to believe and take for granted;
nor to find talk and discourse; but to weigh and consider.
Some books are to be tasted, others to be swallowed,
and some few to be chewed and digested:
that is, some books are to be read only in parts,
others to be read, but not curiously, and some few
to be read wholly, and with diligence and attention.

Reading maketh a full man, conference a ready man,
and writing an exact man.

~~Francis Bacon

Connections of Poetry and Song

"I am," I said
To no one there
An no one heard at all
Not even the chair
"I am," I cried
"I am," said I
And I am lost, and I can't even say why
Leavin' me lonely still

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The above are words from a song
by Neil Diamond, "I am I said."

In an earlier post, I mentioned an interest in reading
about John Clare, whose Poem I posted here.

It began...."I am,"

and this Neil Diamond song came in my mind, and I wondered...
Did Mr. Diamond read John Clare?
Mr. Clare was a troubled soul, indeed, and died in an insane asylum.
And I recall Mr. Diamond, in an interview
long ago, saying that he had written, "I am I said" while he was going
through some therapy.
It just makes one wonder is all.
Makes one wonder, just how connected is everything?

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I am a part of all that I have met.
Alfred Tennyson

Advice of a Pirate

There are only two real rules: what a man can do and what a man can't do. For instance, you can accept that your father was a pirate and a good man or you can't. But a pirate’s in your blood boy, and you'll have to square with that someday. And me, I can let you drown, but I can't bring this ship into Tortuga by myself. So what do you say, can you sail under the command of a pirate or can't you?......Captain Jack Sparrow from the Black Pearl

Poems by John Clare

Written in Northampton County Aslyum
John Clare

I am! yet what I am who cares, or knows? My friends forsake me like a memory lost. I am the self-consumer of my woes; They rise and vanish, an oblivious host, Shadows of life, whose very soul is lost. And yet I am—I live—though I am toss’d Into the nothingness of scorn and noise, Into the living sea of waking dream, Where there is neither sense of life, nor joys, But the huge shipwreck of my own esteem And all that’s dear. Even those I loved the best Are strange—nay, they are stranger than the rest. I long for scenes where man has never trod— For scenes where woman never smiled or wept— There to abide with my Creator, God, And sleep as I in childhood sweetly slept, Full of high thoughts, unborn. So let me lie,— The grass below; above, the vaulted sky.

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I found this poem several years ago and have always felt the pain of this poet. I don't know who he is, and I've never stumbled across any of his works. I finally just went on line to find out about him. But he seems to be like me, having more questions than answers, having that sense of feeling lonely, but yet maybe he was surrounded by people who loved him. I don't know. But my interest is peeked, and I shall have to read about him to feel satisfied.

What is Life ~ John Clare

And what is Life? An hour-glass on the run, A mist retreating from the morning sun, A busy, bustling, still-repeated dream. Its length? A minute's pause, a moment's thought. And Happiness? A bubble on the stream, That in the act of seizing shrinks to nought. And what is Hope? The puffing gale of morn, That of its charms divests the dewy lawn, And robs each flow'ret of its gem -and dies; A cobweb, hiding disappointment's thorn, Which stings more keenly through the thin disguise. And what is Death? Is still the cause unfound? That dark mysterious name of horrid sound? A long and lingering sleep the weary crave. And Peace? Where can its happiness abound? Nowhere at all, save heaven and the grave. Then what is Life? When stripped of its disguise, A thing to be desired it cannot be; Since everything that meets our foolish eyes Gives proof sufficient of its vanity. 'Tis but a trial all must undergo, To teach unthankful mortals how to prize That happiness vain man's denied to know, Until he's called to claim it in the skies.

Book a Minute Classics

This is so funny; I can hardly choose which is my favorite! For the quickest book report ever ... go here




(I want to put this on my sidebar if that's possible)

The Picture of Dorian Gray

It's the 1945 movie ~ The Picture of Dorian Gray.

But first it was a book by Oscar Wilde. A novel about a man who never aged on the outside because his portrait did instead.

Dorian Gray has a name that aptly fits him. There is no color to his personality, no zing; the beauty of Dorian is on the outside only. He is essentially the flat canvas and lives his life devoid of feelings and develops no dimensions to his character. He becomes a true hedonist. He becomes seduced by the dark side! He is Darth Gray-der!

Everything rolls off him as if he is covered with a coat of shellac, as if he is the painting. Nothing penetrates him. His soul is trapped in the painting, and it is this work of art that begins to show the inner part of him that is ugly and tainted.

At first he finds this fact of his beauty never fading just fascinating. He enjoys the attentions this brings.

But with no feelings in the heart, he becomes like an empty space, and Dorian becomes addicted to more and more sinful ways, perhaps in a effort to feel something leaving one to think perhaps falling in love with ones own beauty is ones doom. Doeth one not see the possibility of this?

Perhaps, through the attention Dorian receives for his looks, he thinks he will restore to himself the feelings of abandonment from the loss of his parents early in his life.

What needed to come from within, Dorian was looking for without.

Wide Awake

A good laugh and a long sleep are the best cures in the doctor's book ~
an Irish Proverb

Yesterday I slept until noon. And last night I laughed so hard at a blooper's show my chest was hurting. So maybe that is why this morning I was awake at 3:30 AM and up at 4:30 AM and feel fine (so far, I'll probably crash around noonday).

And I will remember to see the sun rise this time. It's supposed to do that around 7:30 AM. Gosh, even a reasonable sleep could have made that!

I have no idea what is affecting my sleep patterns.

My #1 son is in India on a business trip, so it's about 4 PM where he is right now. This is his first time to India. He flew through Paris, but I think he wasn't allowed to leave the airport. I'll find out for sure. He did connect with us by email already to say in a sentence he was there in New Delhi and meeting his boss today. You know, you homeschool a child and you never think ~ one day he will go to India. It was Australia he always talked about! Oh well. I imagine he'll go there one day, too.

The World is a book, and those who do not travel, read only a page ~
....St. Augustine

An open letter to Socrates

I stumbled across this letter below, and it made me laugh. Sometimes things just hit me funny.

But it reminded me of the quote, "Life is a tragedy to those who feel, and a comedy to those who think." I had to look up the author of the quote - some fellow named Jean de la Bruyere - which I think rhymes with the cheese.

I am a thinker. I overthink. I rethink. I dethink. I love to think about things. I would stay on the mountain top and think if I could. But life will not allow me that pleasure.

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"Dear Socrates,

I hate you. I know why they killed you. You believe you are a gadfly for the good of society, whose sting serves a greater good, but in fact you introduced a way of thinking into the world that has made life unlivable. 'What did I do?' you might innocently inquire; 'all I do is ask questions.' Oh yes, but those questions are intended to expose the assumptions upon which all human knowledge is built, and you know full well that once that happens, there can be revolutionary consequences. 'That too is for the better,' you might reply; 'if the foundation is rotted out, replace it with a sounder one to secure the future.' But the problem is that there is no such thing as a sound foundation. According to you there must always be assumptions; hence the questioning never stops. The only thing that has been 'secured', therefore, is your profession!"

Philosophy Now Magazine (November 2005).

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Do you think sometimes we think too much?

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Time alone isn't such a bad thing

"The more powerful and original a mind, the more it will incline towards the
religion of solitude." -Aldous Huxley, novelist (1894-1963)

On being Alone
  by Miss Roxie

It was something I never really minded.
I did like to find my way around a new place
with a slower gait then others.
Although it was nice to have a friend
now and then,
being alone, unparalleled spatial auras
that tumbled themselves into
just a dimension passing
quietly ...
in reading, in listening to the sounds of music,
photographs real and otherwise,
daydreams,
relaxing in the grass, watching clouds dance,
star gazing in the night air,
To remain a secret.  Or not.
Alone was never bad to me.
Now,
on being lonely,
well, that's another thing altogether, isn't it?

Loneliness is the poverty of self; solitude is the richness of self.....May Sarton

A Poem from Miss Roxie

My heart speaks

by Miss Roxie

If my heart could rule the world
There would be no pain or sorrow
There would be only understanding
And helpfulness and mercy
And counting correct change
And traffic that merges correctly and
Cuts no man off to start a firebrand of anger

There would be hugs before they were needed
So no great depths of loneliness would ever be reached
There would be pats on the heads for young children
Whose kind deeds would be matter of factly done
And lollipops that wouldn’t rot your teeth
If my heart could rule the world.

All would feel what another feels
The famous slings and arrows, the insults,
The differences, the sameness
If my heart could rule the world

The heartbeat would be universal
And would daily cry out for
No misery today!
No sorrow today!

What do you need old man?
Old woman?
Young boy?
Young girl?
Working man?
Mother with babe in arms?

What do you need?
Here, let me help you.
Here, let me carry that load for you,
Here, trade me your burdens for a while,

Rest here, my heart would say,

If my heart ruled the world.

What you can find cleaning out the attic

Dad and Madam B finally got to the attic late this afternoon. And now, everything is in my family room. Everything.

They sorted out a sort of pile of things to go and things to keep, and the things to go pile is _a lot_ bigger, thank goodness.

Madam B brought me a box of books to ask what I wanted to keep from there, and as I went through the box, I realized that some of Sean's notes were in there. Found myself walking down memory lane...So this is what I am currently reading.

These are from Sean when he was ten going on 11 ~~

About Ludwig Beethoven:

Ludwig V. Beethoven became a famous composer in Germany in the late 1700's. He became successful because he overcame painful treatments in his past and deafess at the age of 30.

Jan V. Beethoven, Ludwig's father, thought he was ugly, and Jan was an abusive father. But his mom and his grandfather thought he was beautiful and loved him very much.

Respect:

If you don't respect your parents or everybody, you won't get respect back. Please, if you do not respect your parents, you lose a lot of privileges. If you say shutup to something else while someone is talking then they will think you are saying shutup to them.

George Washington Carver:

George Washington Carver was born near Diamond Grove, Missouri. It is not clear when he was born, but one book said that he was born in 1861 and died in 1943. If that book is right, he lived 82 years.

He was a scientist and a botanist. He invented powered milk, wood stains, fertilizer, and other things.

His dad was killed. His mom, along with George and another child were kidnapped. George was saved because a man took George for a $300.00 horse, that was expensive.

George found out that sweet potatoes and peanuts could grow in the Alabama soil. He taught the farmers how to plant those things so they could raise money for the community. That took a while.

I think that George misses his mom and dad.

When Nathan comes:

When Nathan comes the house goes uh-oh. When Nathan is here, the person that goes "aaaaaaaa", he is the little terrorizor. When Nathan comes the house is ready to get messey like a tornado came through. He bites, he yells, he eats your toes for fun, and he disrupts everything. Me and my mom are glad when he is laying down.

But he is the cutest baby on earth. We love him very much.

Ways not to be bitten by sharks:

1. Don't swim in waters where sharks are.

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"When Nathan Comes" is my favorite. Nathan is my great nephew, and he used to come here about three days a week or more, from morning till night, because his mom worked. He is about 10 years younger than Sean. We had the most fun when Nathan was here. It really was hard to get school done during those years that we took care of Nathan, but I wouldn't change that experience for the world.

Sean is 19 now. He is away at school.

He played football with Nathan, who is 9 now, the last weekend of October. My family met in the middle of the state for a reunion weekend. And Nathan just thinks my boys are "all that".

It is such a fine feeling to watch your family grow up and grow stronger in love and connection. It's such a fine feeling.

"The family is the school of duties - founded on love" .....Felix Adler

Early musings

Words to the wise:

Dorian Gray (The Picture of Dorian Gray)~ "An' the Gobble-uns 'll git you ef you don't watch out!"*

Reverend Dimmesdale (The Scarlet Letter) ~ "Be sure your sins will find you out!"**
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I was up at 5 AM. What? Am I crazy now?

Sleep declared itself done, so I arose before the sun. I enjoyed my cup of hot coffee in the quiet, and began my bookwork, which I completed! hooray! but I forgot about the sunrise that I had wanted to see!

I am happy to say, though, that I accomplished a lot of work. All my posting of bookwork is complete and up to date! This is marvelous. I cleaned out three drawers of my desk. Threw away a bag of things. Helped my husband with something he had to complete, and am now taking a short break before I get ready to head out for errands and visit my homebound friend, Drusy.

Madam B did all her today's school last night, so she has made Blueberry muffins for me to take to Miss Drusy, cleaned out some cabinets, and cleaned the kitchen and is helping her dad with emptying of the attic. This is a job that has been lying in wait. Since we are moving (soonish?), we must not put this off any longer.

Dad's best and easiest way to clean and organize? Throw it out!

I usually have to leave, so I don't have to deal with emotional attachment to "stuff." It's terrible, isn't it? I still have the first flowers my oldest son gave me (he's 29 now) in the original little plastic box I put them in after they turned brown. I go in my closet every so often to look at them. Silly, I know, but it always makes me smile. I can still remember the day, the little head of hair running over with his eyes focused on the little flowers, "Here, mommy, for you." Ahhhh, life is just so short!

Well, you know what they say, enjoy your achievements as well as your plans!

Later,

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* Little Orphant Annie (one of my favorites to read aloud)
**Numbers 32,23

I really do love Big Books!

"The job of the artist is always to deepen the mystery."....Francis Bacon

I have been searching for some big art books. I just like big books. Maybe it is because I am getting older and can't see as well? I don't know ~ but I did find three that I purchased!

This one is online for a mighty hefty price! I mean $110.00? But I found it for $9.99. The other one, I can't find online, is called The Impressionist A Retrospective. It was $9.99, also. I'm sure a search could find them for $00.10 with a hefty shipping and handling cost because they are so huge! But I love them. The photos are nice and there is a lot of information about the artists and the time periods. I am satisfied with my purchase. I picked them up at Walden's Book Store.

The third book I bought, I probably didn't really need, but I liked it. It is here. It has a lovely large photo on each page with some information about the artist and the painting on the other. This one I picked up for $4.00.

I did notice that the books featuring the modern art were several dollars more. I didn't care for any of the modern art, but my daughter did like a lot of it. But I didn't buy those books, maybe later (who knows). I'm stuck here for now.

I enjoy looking at a painting and knowing what they are, and then letting myself feel something from them. I like, then, to read the explanations, praises and criticisms of the painting, and measure it against what I felt.

I had an experience with Degas in looking at two particular paintings and felt such gloom and darkness and even a feel of being threatened by them, and when I read about those paintings, I was surprised that was exactly what he had painted! Silly, I know, but I thought I should not be so hasty now not to like him, as I don’t really know why he wanted to show those feelings, only that he did it successfully.

"A work of art which did not begin in emotion is not art."....Paul Cezanne

What I'm reading -

The Picture of Dorian Gray - Oscar Wilde

The Scarlet Letter - Nathaniel Hawthorne

and various other things that come in my path....

Love and Marriage - The Kids View

Love and Marriage from the kids point of view....

• "If falling in love is anything like learning how to spell, I don't want to do it. It takes too long." -- Glenn, age 7
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• "Love is like an avalanche where you have to run for your life." -- John, age 9
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• "I think you're supposed to get shot with an arrow or something, but the rest of it isn't supposed to be so painful." -- Manuel, age 8
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• "No one is sure why it happens, but I heard it has something to do with how you smell. That's why perfume and deodorant are so popular." -- Mae, age 9
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• "Love is the most important thing in the world, but baseball is pretty good too." -- Greg, age 8
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• "Once I'm done with kindergarten, I'm going to find me a wife." -- Tom, age 5
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• "On the first date, they just tell each other lies, and that usually gets them interested
  
• enough to go for a second date." -- Mike, 10
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• "I'm in favor of love as long as it doesn't happen when Dinosaurs is on television." -- Jill, age 6
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• "One of the people has freckles, and so he finds somebody else who has freckles too." -- Andrew, age 6
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• "My mother says to look for a man who is kind. That's what I'll do. I'll find somebody who's kinda tall and handsome." -- Carolyn, age 8
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• "It gives me a headache to think about that stuff. I'm just a kid. I don't need that kind of trouble." -- Kenny, age 7
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• "One of you should know how to write a check. Because, even if you have tons of love, there is still going to be a lot of bills." -- Ava, age 8
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• "When somebody's been dating for a while, the boy might propose to the girl. He says to her, 'I'll take you for a whole life, or at least until we have kids and get divorced.'" -- Anita, 9
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• "I'm not rushing into being in love. I'm finding fourth grade hard enough." -- Regina, age 10
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• "Most men are brainless, so you might have to try more than once to find a live one." -- Angie, age 10
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• "A man and a woman promise to go through sickness and illness and diseases together." -- Marlon, age 10
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• Being] single is better . . . for the simple reason that I wouldn't want to change no diapers. Of course, if I did get married, I'd figure something out. I'd just phone my mother and have her come over for some coffee and diaper-changing." -- Kirsten, age 10
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• "Love is foolish...but I still might try it sometime." -- Floyd, age 9
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• "Love will find you, even if you are trying to hide from it. I been trying to hide from it since I was five, but the girls keep finding me." -- Dave, age 8

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On being Dsylexic

I misplace things on a daily basis. It's just me. I have a disease. The one hand doesn't know what the other hand is doing. It's dyslexia. Was anyone aware that there are scientist currently working on trying to find a gene that proves dyslexia is heriditary? It was discussed on NPR this past week, and has been before. Here is a message board that was speaking of it.

Some people from Yale are studying it, and I think two other places, as well. They have found a total of three different genes that it might be, but are sure of none.

I really don't know what this all means. I mean, it's good to study things, but I'm wondering how knowing it's a gene can help dyslexia? I wouldn't give my children a drug (I have two dyslexics and then myself). I have just explained to them they are the way they are (and my brother cautioned me greatly about that because he didn't want me to stifle any genius they may have by telling them they can't do something. I mean, Shakespeare did, after all, make up words, and dyslexics, some, see words differently, maybe even to use them as a new word...)

But Dyslexia can annoy one in other ways than reading ~~ it can affect your time management and that's called Time Management Dyslexia, which people do not believe is heriditary, even though if you check out the link from the word genius, you will see it mentions Time Management as a Problem. (I can only say I'm working on it as I realize it is a problem for me, and my daughter is working on it because it just seems to make the most sense in handling your life.)
anyway,

Here are the listed criteria for Time Management Dsylexia:

Do you often show up late for appointments?
(I used to, but not anymore, I am righteously on time)

Do you often stay up late to get things done?
(I do. But I don't always get the things done that I planned to get done. But something gets done.)

Do you ever rush to make up for another task that took longer than you thought it would?
(frequently if not more often than not)

Do you regularly try to squeeze too much / too many things into an alloted amount of time?
(That's what I do best.)

Feel rushed and harried often throughout the day?
(Well, there was a time I was _so_ like that, now, I let it flow.)

If you're Time Dyslexic, I'm imagining that you'll find that you consistently underestimate the amount of time it takes to complete things.
(Yes, I do that. I always underestimate the time and now I always add plenty of time.)

So, I'm a time dyslexic and a regular misplacer dyslexic. But I'm working on it! I may never
change. But, I've been this way so long, I doubt I would recognize myself if I were to become some what perfect.
But the children! I would hope they could find a way to accept they way they are as being
for some reason that is good. Mostly, I don't want them to worry about how they are, justfunction to the higest of their abilities. If some sense is underdeveloped, usually, if you are a person who has not gone dormant, another sense will perk up in it's place, and they will learned to develop a whole new sense to assist the way they learn and look at things, and then maybe, they will be original thinkers! How cool is that? Oh .... who knows. Just always hope for the best...that's a good thing.

(I still can't figure out why this great big space is here on this post ~ I've tried to fix it and just can't seem to do it......oh well)

Tell you what ~ just mediate quietly while you scroll down...........
ooohhhhhhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

Is it just another day?

The life of every man is a diary in which he means to write one story, and writes another, and his humblest hour is when he compares the volume as it is with what he vowed to make it.

--J.M. Barrie, novelist and playwright (1860-1937)

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Good morning all,

Have a most blessed and happy day, as you take the time to think about what part of the story of your life you will write today.

I have a busy day ahead and plan on using my timer to assist me. I fear if I don't, I will not be able to stay on task! Such a difficult time I have with that! Staying on task! I am a dreamer, I posess a mind that floats in the sky of sweet thoughts, I need to learn not to continue to try to escape this world in my mind, but instead find a way to function in it that will leave me satisfied, and God pleased, at the end of the day....

but I digress. I feel more like writing than like doing what physically needs to be done! But I know by doing the tasks at hand, I have the opportunity to create beauty and calm around me. So I need to get to it!


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"Work joyfully and peacefully, knowing that right thoughts and right efforts will inevitably bring about right results"....James Allen.

'Cause I like Big Books

Tim's Mom
has this posted on her blog, and I thought it was so funny, I brought it over here ~~~

http://www.unc.edu/~shoyle/BigBibles.wmv

What Sense to you favor?

Here’s a self test – What’s your favorite Sense?

And is there an advantage of knowing this about yourself? I found a little advantage in this test when I took it with my spouse. He’s Auditory. I was Kinesthetic. We see things from different angles, and knowing these simple little differences we began to phrase words of explanation differently to each other. It’s like finding a short cut way to make oneself understood!

I have no idea if this little test would help or interest you folks at all. It’s from a book that I’m sending to my sister called, “How to make people like you in 90 seconds or less” (she’s in business and finds these things helpful)

So maybe take the test, and, then, we’ll discuss ~~ we’ll talk about each other, and how weird we know we each are…..

Where would you place yourself among the Visuals, Auditories, or Kinesthetics? Like many people, you’ll probably say, “Oh, I’m a Visual, for sure.” But you might be in for a big surprise. Take the following test to see how you tune in to the world. Choose only one answer from each question, and circle the letter next to your answer.

If only three rooms are left at the beach resort, I would choose the room that offers

a. An ocean view but lots of noise.

b. Sounds of the ocean but no view.

3. Comfort but lots of noise and no view.

When I have a problem,

1. I look for alternatives.

b. I talk about the problem.

3. I rearrange the details.

When riding in a car, I want the inside to

1. Look Good.
2. Sound quiet or powerful.
3. Feel comfortable or secure.

When I explain a concert or event I’ve just attended I first,

1. Describe how it looked.
2. Tell people how it sounded.
3. Convey the feeling.

In my spare time, I most enjoy

a. Watching TV or going to the movies.

b. Reading or listening to music.

c. Doing something physical (crafts/gardening or playing a sport

The one thing I personally believe everyone should experience in his or her lifetime is

1. Sight
2. Sound
3. Feeling

Of the following activities, I spend the most time indulging in

1. Daydreaming
2. Listening to my thought
3. Picking up on my feelings

When someone is trying to convince me of something,

a. I want to see evidence or proof

b. I talk myself through it

4. I trust my intuition.

I usually speak and think

1. Quickly
2. Moderately
3. Slowly

I normally breathe from

1. High in my chest
2. Low in my chest
3. My belly

When finding my way around an unfamiliar city,

1. I use a map
2. I ask for directions
3. I trust my intuitions

When I choose clothes it is most important to me that

1. I look immaculate
2. I make a personal statement about my personality
3. I feel comfortable.

I make decisions

1. Quickly
2. Moderately
3. Slowly

So after you look over your answers, you make your tally – How many each of a, b, c’s—

a) is visual b) is Auditory and C) is Kinesthetic. The higher the number in each category, the stronger the tendency.

By taking this test, not only will you now have a strong indication of how your three main senses stack up, but you’ll also begin to understand how people can have differing priorities. I’m still working on understanding that one, as my priorities seem to make a lot of sense to me, and I guess I need to make sure of what my mate’s priorities are, reflect on the test results, and then explain to him why he is wrong?

Bursting with flavor

The morning's Green Smoothie-
One banana
One Pear
Two Cups of Kale (YES, Kale!)
and about 1/4 cup of Pineapple.

I had mentioned before that I want to get my in-laws into the Green Smoothie, and everyone is dragging their heels. But I did too, I remember.

Tim's Mom told me about them, in a very casual way, and I thought--"Ummmm, lettuce in a smoothie?" Not to appetizing sounding....

Then one day I was talking to her on the phone and asked, "what's that noise?" (LOL, this should tell you how boring I am on the phone), and she said, "That's the blender. I'm making the boys a green smoothie. They love them."

And that was the opening of the floodgates! If the boys loved them, why couldn't I love them! I have children, I _know_ how picky kids are!

So again ~ we can always learn by observing children....