#1: Preparation

Stumble It!

She said: "It was the little things about him that you noticed; the way he sat, erect and still, the way he looked at you when he spoke and continued to look into your eyes when you responded back to him. You noticed the way his smile turned up at the corners when he was amused at something. When he was standing, he seemed to have been planted there, that's how strong the intentions of his body could be. He was balanced in a quiet way, but certain about what he did and how or when he did it. It was the way he was certain about who he was. When you had looked at him and came close to his body, what you knew for certain was that the thing that clothed him most fully was the singularity of Self."

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He said: "I'm the last one left; the last of my line, no pun intended. I'm the last person that I know of who does not have or use a cell phone. I hate them! I hate the way people are always yelling into their fists while they walk up the street; the way they consult with their sleeves while pushing a grocery cart up and down the isles; the constant checks on location; the time table of locomotion; the cheap chatter about various sex acts with girl friends, boy friends and wild animals. Get thee behind me, Technology! I'm getting along just fine here in the dessert, just me and my camel. If I need anything, I'll give you a call."

Stumble It!

She said: "I grew up in suburban Virginia, in a plain brick house, on a dirt road in a neighborhood of about maybe a dozen houses that were pretty much just like ours. I rode my bike up and down the hill there in the Summer, and in the Winter sledded down that hill with my baby brother. In the Summer there was a creek (we pronounced it as "Crick") and in that creek there was mud and muscles that we'd bring home by the bucket full to watch them open up so we could see the slimey white thing that lived inside of that black shell. And there was also tadpoles in that creek and we brought them home in a big jar and took them down to the basement wash room and then forgot about them. But we soon remembered when we heard Momma screaming about "Sweet Jesus Almighty". Those tadpoles had changed into little tiny frogs and they were just everywhere down there in the cool cellar, hoping around the wash basin and up on the concrete walls and over the floor and Momma wasn't any too pleased about it all. So my brother and I had to go down there and scoop up all of those baby frogs and take them right back to the creek where they came from. Momma got over it, but not too quickly, but I never forgot those tiny frog babys. They sure were cute in their way. If they could change from something that was kind of fishy into something that had legs that would let you walk up on a wall and stuff, well, then anything was possible, wasn't it?"

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She said: "You know? It just came to me while I was on the subway coming in to work. Everyone has a cell, right? And I can forward my cell or my home phone or whatever to my Blackberry. I can get directions from anywhere to anywhere. I'm hooked up to everything on my iPhone and I'm synced to the nth degree. I can get information about anything almost at almost anytime. I can talk to you while I drive; drive while I text you a message; text you a message while I put on my makeup; and put on my makeup while I make flight reservations to Utah! Thinking about that, I realize that, hey, everything is everywhere! How cool is THAT?!"

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He said: "Sometimes, when I think of something, it actually happens! I'll just be sitting around, doing nothing much, and I'll think of something like the cell ringing, or someone coming to the door, or a car going by or something like that, and right after I think about it, the thing I was thinking about actually happens. Boy, that can be scary. That's why I try not to think about bad things happening. I don't want anything like that to happen just because I was thinking about it, like someone dying or something. Even if that person is a S.O.B. So, I try to think of small things that might actually happen. Nothing really big has happened though. I can sit around all day thinking about millions of dollars coming my way and that never happens, or at least not so far; but I'm working on it."

Stumble It!