Sunday, August 26, 2012 9:12:25 PM
The action or practice of deceiving someone by concealing or misrepresenting the truth.
A dishonest act or statement. Photo by Wikipedia
It takes very little to violate trust in a relationship. They way we learn to trust and share life with a partner is by experiencing the situation through honest open communication. Learning to trust is about experiencing someone doing what they say they will and by not doing what they say they won’t. When deception enters the relationship and trust is broken insecurity and pain result. Since trust is the foundation that holds a marriage stable when it is broken instability results. By deceiving someone, especially continuously you dishonor both them and yourself. You also give up that peacefully feeling that when you crawl into bed you are crawling into the safest most loving place available in this harsh world. That place where you know you can truly trust and let yourself go because you can trust that other person not to violate your feelings or your love. The kind of physicality where the parties can truly let go and be one with the other experiencing the purity of true togetherness...that special bond. The bond of trust that tells you, I would never willing hurt you...you can relax….I am yours and you are mine. The kind of physicality that is not just sex but a sharing of oneness so rare that legends and songs are written about it. You give up the essence of the true physical response you would receive were you able to be trusted. You give up the ability to access the true blessings of these two shall be one…of feeling like you always have a safe port in a storm. Because after deception, the deceived person holds back part of themselves in protection…after all why should they trust you….you have violated the relationship with lies, half-truths and deceptive omissions. If it is a continual process eventually it leads to lack of response or a need to respond to others and begin the search for the kind of loving relationship that allows for that kind of depth and security. Your lies by their very nature cause you to hide things making you look suspicious causing the deceived party to look on you suspiciously so that even when what you are doing is on the up and up they feel the need to check, the need to be sure they are not being deceived again. This causes dissension. It is not even the healthy we can talk about it and work out some kind of agreement dissension. You know the kind of we can agree to disagree and still love each other dissension. It is an I don’t believe you will do what you say because I have caught you too many times and know you lie not caring how it hurts the other party dissension that sets up a cycle of mistrust that is almost impossible to recover from. These kinds of dissensions cause even more pain and mistrust because the aggrieved party learns from you not to trust themself. After all, they know they can’t bring themselves to protect themselves from the pain and harm your deceptions cause therefore how can they believe in themselves when it comes to protecting themselves from others also. Deception is in my humble opinion one of the worst marital mistakes you can make and can quickly lead to separation even divorce.
So what do you do if you are in a relationship where deception exists? Well that depends…..are you the deceived or the deceiver. If you are the deceived the first thing you should do is prove to yourself that you can depend on yourself to do what is best for you. I suggest first establish proof, if they have been deceiving you they are not about to just walk up and confess. Confront them! Since they are already being deceptive, they are also likely to lie when confronted therefore tangible proof would be a good idea. Secondly, decide if you are even willing to continue on the relationship. It is very difficult to learn to retrust someone who has been repeatedly deceptive. If you decide to try remember it is not going to be easy. In the beginning you will doubt everything they say and want to watch everything they do. This is difficult not only for you because it will make you feel uncomfortable, distrustful and may even make you feel like you are not giving them a fair chance to redeem themselves. It is also difficult for them to experience the feeling of being constantly watched and questioned but you should remind yourself that it was not you, the deceived party, who broke trust and caused destruction to the relationship. You also must remember that the ability to develop trust again depends on the total honesty of the deceiver which may not only be difficult to obtain but also difficult to believe. It can take years of redevelopment in a relationship before trust is restored and it may even not be possible. If you wish to try, I suggest finding some kind of marital counseling.
If you are the deceiver, the first thing you should do is stop being deceitful and honestly openly admit the deception and apologize. Ask how to fix it. There may be real limitations placed on your freedom but you have violated someone’s trust and proved yourself to be untrustworthy therefore it is your own fault. Take on that responsibility. Realize that being sorry and apologizing does not fix the situation……it is only the offer of a chance to fix things by proving yourself. If you want to save the relationship, you are going to have to be open, honest and transparent about EVERYTHING. The slightest hint of any deceit may cause relapses of the mistrust. After all, you must remember you are a proven deceiver, it is up to you to prove you have changed. They gave their trust freely once, or more….now you must earn it through hard work. Next, you should realize you ARE probably going to have to prove yourself over and over. Everything you do may be questioned, especially if the deception has been longstanding or is a continual process. That is not the deceived party’s fault, you earned the treatment you are getting by breaking trust. If you cannot handle that say your apologies, take responsibility for the break up and walk away. Most importantly, to save any relationship you must stop all deceptive behavior. Trust can never be rebuilt while the behavior continues.
Both parties must realize patience and constant reinforcement of the relationships boundaries is the only way to even gain a chance at re-establishing trust. Both parties must also realize how important it is to focus on having some kind of special time together where there is room for re-establishment of kind and loving feelings because after all…isn’t that what you are trying to save.
Saturday, August 4, 2012 7:15:23 AM
MMMMMMMMMMMM.....ya know it is funny the things we don't realize we miss til we ain't got em. Jelly is relatively easy to purchase at the store. If it's Smucker's its gotta be good right? Well, I'll give em that...but if its homemade...I betcha its better. I have numerous fruit trees in my little yard here in mountains. Plum trees that produce fruit so delicious they leave your taste buds dancing. Apricots that melt in your mouth..and sour cherries that are so fragrant you can smell em ripen. We have two young cherry tree that have been producing about 5 years. The birds just love them so they grab a cherry and sit on the fence..eat their fill then drop the seed so we have three more trees that will produce in a couple years.
That is a lot of cherries....this year we decided to make something with them. We carefully watched them start to ripen and picked them when they were just right. You could smell the juice as they were picked. We brought them in and the hubby pitted them..about 5lbs at a time..he cut them in half. 1/2 cup to 3/4 cup of water was added to cherries to keep them from sticking and they were boiled for 10 minutes to release the juice. I strained them through a cheesecloth. I then let the juice clarify overnight. Next, I heated the juice with 2 boxes of pectin as soon as it started boiling hard I added 10 cups of sugar. I let it return to a boil and one minute later I started ladling. I got six and one half pints of beautiful, clear, red, cherry jelly. I placed my lids and rings on after wiping the jars clean around the rim and water bathed them for 10 minutes. They turned out beautiful. What is it about pretty jars of colorful jelly put by for winter that makes me feel so good. Well, after I recover from the process of course...
Tuesday, July 10, 2012 8:27:32 AM
Well, it has been a very eventful weekend here in beautiful Baker City, Oregon. For those of you who don't know me......I live in a small town in Eastern Oregon. Wonderful little place surrounded by mountains, lakes and running streams. It is full of historic buildings and wonderful people. The woods are filled with animals that still live in their natural habitat..wild raptors regularly fly across my path. TV crews not so much. Dusty and Nikki Green are sure getting a crash course in TV crews...and video blogging. They are one of the five teams judging the Rand Mcnally/USA Today Best of the Road, Road Rally competition. They were awarded the category of Most Beautiful. See.....I told it was beautiful. It is so beautiful in fact we are one of 6 finalists in the category competing against Danville and Bardsville Ky, Jim Thorpe, PA, Sedona, Az and Tybee Island, Ga. This weekend it was our turn to host the ralliers. Hence the TV crews this weekend and hubbub around town for the last month. Nikki and Dusty arrived Friday night in time to see our first Friday Art Walk which is a month Art Culture stroll through the galleries of Baker City. Everyone was so excited. We had a new exhibit opening. But I will let them tell you about that. Saturday morning bright and early..it seemed half the town was out with cameras...we had friends calling each other the night before reminding us "hey don't forget to charge your camera....they are gonna be around town tomorrow." The poor people probably felt like fish in a bowl. People peeking out from every hidey hole in town aiming to get the best photo of Nikki and Dusty our Two for the Road video bloggers. You see we kind of like our cameras here in Baker City because you never know just what you will see but you can bet it will be beautiful. Wild turkey and their young on a morel hunt....deer every where you go... amazing birds of prey and most of pride ourselves on our photos. In fact, we get a little competitive with it. Who has the best props, newest idea or prettiest secret outdoor spot for portraits. Here in Baker City if you want your photo taken you can fulfill almost any glamour girl dream from vintage 40's to pin up dreams...outdoor photos no problem...I know of 5 who will grab their equipment and find the perfect spot and prop to create your cowgirl or biker babe session of magazine quality. We all enter the exhibition contests and some even have gallery showings. Like I said, we love our cameras, probably scared the poor folks to death.
Saturday afternoon we had an ice cream social planned featuring the local flavor of summer, huckleberry. We are lucky enough to be able to pick our own here and they are delicious. Think blueberry with complexity and depth. Our local cheerleaders would be serving and citizens would drop by for a meet and greet. The YMCA set up a game table for the littles. I could not wait. I had been following the competition and getting to know Dusty and Nikki online through their blogs. I was finally going to get to meet them and tell them how beautiful I thought our town was, why and to thank them for coming. It was the biggest thing to happen this year and the publicity was amazing for our little town. Bardstown and Danville will understand what I mean...we are small and we compete with a lot of beautiful regional towns here in Eastern Oregon so the local coverage was a real boon for our weekend economy. I made sure to charge my camera...and clear my camera card from the Hell's Canyon Motorcycle Rally that we just hosted here in Baker in June. Pulled out my new outfit, and started to get ready. Checked the weather and realized it was way to hot for make-up. I figured I had seen the footage from Debbie and they understood weather....I grabbed a bottle of water and off we went to the town park for the social. We pulled up and Dusty and Nikki were just getting out. They stopped for arrival photos and video shots. I grabbed my camera and we hurried to the gazebo area of our park. The cheerleaders broke the ice cream out of the coolers and were ready to serve. I lifted my camera to take the first shot...and OMG, I had forgotten to replace the camera card in the camera. Like, I said in Baker we like our photography and I was looking at epic fail....I cleared internal memory and knew I had 18 shots. The guests approached the serving table.
Dusty looked up and down asked what each was then decided to try the local flavor. I think Nikki chose vanilla. I grabbed some strawberry with the hubby and took some photos, letting the crowd clear and to give Nikki and Dusty a chance to settle in as much as was possible in the little time they got to spend with us. The social was only for an hour and a half....some of us Bakerites can spend that long chatting at the store..and those of us who went all wanted to tell about our favorite place. Talked their poor ears off...the favorite fishing hole for scenery or fishing and yes, they are different: the thing each thought they should see that we were each sure they were not gonna show em about our little part of the planet. They patiently listened and took it all in. Hubby had to tell em about the Painted Hills and of course all the locals knew I would have to mention the fudge. We spent a wonderful few moments chatting then I went to get my shot taken of me with them and...yep....I was out of shots....I was very disappointed. Nikki had my husband take one of us too so she offered to e-mail me a copy. What a sweet lady....so busy she could hardly breathe and still offered to take time for me. Of course my wonderful hubby offered to drive home for the camera card...and the day was saved.
My thanks to Nikki and Dusty for posing a second time. And to Nikki for my t-shirt. Loved having you guys visit and hope someday...god willing we will meet again...until then may all your travels be safe and all your adventures be fun!
Thursday, July 5, 2012 5:21:45 AM
Well, isn't it wonderful. We have guests coming to Baker City. Two for the Road is headed this way on the absolute road trip of a lifetime for Rand Mcnally and the Travel Channel. We are to be judged on the beauty of our town. I personally think we have a shot. But, I guess first I should admit...I am a little biased. As far as I am concerned, we here in Baker live in the most beautiful spot in the country. Of course, I know there is lots of beauty out there. I have traveled it. But, Baker has something a little different. Rugged Elkhorn mountains are on one edge and the rounder tops circle the side....a little bit of lookin' space and then in the distance the majestic Wallowa mountains on the other edge of the vista.
So yes, it is a physically amazingly beautiful place. It is centrally located to all kinds of wonderful places to visit. Sumpter Valley Dredge State Park is beautiful and has a working narrow gauge train you can ride. The scenery up there is amazing and the wildlife is diverse and profuse. Indian Paintbrush and other wild flowers abound. Osprey, Red Tailed Hawks, Blue Heron and even Eagles all live there so birding is awesome. Anthony's Lake is also gorgeous. Beautiful meadows, twisting mountain streams and an expansive lake vista backdroped against some of the prettiest forests and mountains I have seen. And not far from here we have the Painted Hills and the John Day Fossil Beds. Here in town we have historic buildings and wonderful museums. There are exhibits for mining and western life, early Americana and a fabulous rocks and mineral room. But they have already been to some really rocking places....the first place they sent em to was so pretty...and the town folk so nice...I thought uhhh ohhh...this ain't about to be easy....on us or them. Can you imagine having to choose. Then..I watched as they got to see the home of bourbon..met the cutest puppets...rode a dinner train and were the honored guests of a parade that looked bigger than my town. They had flash mob dancing littles...now how ya gonna top that...They got made colonels for goodness sake....these people are pulling out all stops along the way. And now they are flying in a bi-plane and getting served Eggs Benedict on a private deck and meditating in Sedona. It is beautiful here but how in the heck are ya gonna top that. Well, we got Hell's Canyon. Oh..the vistas on that drive are amazing...they take your breath away...but waking up to the sunrise on the desert with a beautiful breakfast...yeah it could compare. And that train...well ours is cool...and historic....but you ain't gettin' wine. Our favorite way to visit is to take a picnic basket filled with local treats then eat at Phillips lake and watch the birds while listening to the breeze whistle in through the forest after the ride through the restoration area. You can see a deer or elk if you are quiet. Even the occasional bear if you go out a little further. It has history and it is beautiful there...but it is not a fancy diner car with wine and fine china. So....I am getting a little concerned about the competition..it may be a long shot....their land is beautiful....and the people are all so nice...see I was sure we had it there...that was our edge....everyone knows how friendly Baker is. This town is full of nice people who help each other out. We are a close knit community and about as full of charm as a small town can get...but..I am afraid that puppet greeting beat our cyclist greeting all to heck....and I am tellin ya'll....ya'll better be cute-ing up them littles cause those little flash mob dancers well...they were just adorable....those historic buildings they have are as pretty as some we have..although I must say our historic courthouse, beautiful catholic church and the historic restored hotel along with the Leo Adler museum are dear to my heart. But, it seems lots of small places in America have that kinda beauty. Of course....they did not have ghosts......we do have that. And chocolate...we have the absolute best fudge in the land...it is handmade right here in Baker City at The Sycamore Tree...and they give free samples. As a matter of fact....the hubby and I invented the buttered rum with sea salt....she has other specials also. Her flowers and gifts are a real treat. Around here "You know it's special if its from the Sycamore Tree." And Ms Jacki's spirit is as beautiful as her stores gifts. We have music jams at Marilyn's Music that are a real treat to hear. We have amazing musical and physical artists both here. The Short Term Gallery has great shows. Our monthly Friday Art walk is sublime. And our handcrafters are top notch. If you like wine.....Vino Peoples is the place for custom hand painted stemware. We have spas like The Last Resort and a LMT named Scarlett Mary around town that is spoken of in whispers she is so amazing with sore muscles and relaxation massage.
We sometimes have a costumed walking tour or if you come at the right time of the year a couple history class and botany tours that are informative, beautiful and interesting. We have a horse and carriage. We have wonderful places to eat after you stroll through town. The Earth and Vine Art Bar and Restaurant is fabulous....I can vouch for their Eggs Benny and mimosas myself. Throw in some crepes to share and OMG....a brunch to drive for. We happen to have our share of libational amusements too. Not far from here we have a winery or two so local wines are great treats. Bella's has wine tasting and chocolate parties occasionally. She has kitchen gifts that are unrivaled for something interesting to give the hostess of your welcome back party when you get back home. For local brews Barley Brown's Brew Pub is amazing. If you are up for pizza and craft beers or my personal favorite the Bulldog Cheese Steak sandwich named in honor of our local high school team...Go Bulldogs...Paizano's Pizza is the place to be...they have a beautiful patio dinning area and if ya wanna challenge and a place to get some extra cash while you are here...they have a $100 pizza challenge....but bring your appetite. If you win maybe you can talk em out of a pair of their "Biggest Around" boxers....in addition to your prize. Us locals....for our hometown country fix...hit the Inland Cafe...it is our little secret. Tiny place on 10th St. where the food reminds ya of home and they treat ya like family cause here in Baker ya are. It is small, it is not fancy but they have the best food and they are so the nicest people you could meet. They even helped out Paizano's when their dough mixer went out and was getting repaired. That is the true beauty of Baker City, Oregon. Here they treat you like a most honored family guest they been waiting a long time to see....help ya even if you are the competition and just truly do want you to have a nice day. That is the kinda beauty we have here. A beauty that is more than skin deep. It goes plumb to the heart and soul of our community...So yeah, the other places are pretty but beauty is in the eyes of the beholder and....even if it is a long shot for us to win this contest....Baker City is where I wanna live.
Friday, June 15, 2012 4:03:31 AM
I live in a western town in Eastern Oregon...and we love our horses!!! Flowing manes and pounding hooves gets our blood pumping and our hearts jumping for joy. Flesh and blood horse rodeos are the rule of thumb here. But once a year we get a special breed galloping through. Steel horses. Blues, blacks, reds, whites, antiques, straight from the showroom floor along with a few mods occasionally thrown in to awe us all. They are beautiful and filled with power. In early June, our mountains echo with the thunderous sounds of pipes rumbling through the crisp air. Makes me shiver....not the air, its those steel horses galloping into to town for the Hell's Canyon Motorcycle Rally. Nothing pleases me more than opening my window to the sound of scores of Harley's cruising my town. The revved engines roaring when they fire those baby's up is music to my ears....The bikes are gorgeous, the riders are friendly and appreciative of our town. To our local riders it is a dream come true...once a year they get to show off their part of the world to their friends, check out what each has done to their bikes in the preceding year, have a little food, a few drinks in the local bars and brew pubs...enjoy what could be considered the ride of a lifetime... and compete in a bike show....what a party and the whole town is invited....They are excitingly loud and proud of those bikes. They come in all colors and many different designs...flames, flowers and of course lots of skulls. Choppers, trikes and low riders of all shapes sizes and colors. And they are all beautiful. The black and white ones catch my eye rather quickly because they lend themselves so well to photography.
And I must admit I am slightly partial to flames, this year the blue flamed bikes really seemed to catch my eye. The Scorpion was pretty because of the contrast. I loved the cross sissy bar on the yellow and black flamed bike. There was definitely lots of christian representation there. They passed out brownies, cookies, coffee along with bike rags and earrings with flyers. There were booths of all kinds. Wonderful jewelry...lots of leather and of course lots of cool clothes.
And food.... lots yummy food...they had cotton candy, sandwiches, bbq and chocolate fruit kabobs. They had Hawaiian food. They had hoagies. They had the standard deep fried everything. But in my tummy's opinion those hand dipped corn dogs were sublime. I am not talking that frozen, cardboard gooey crusted mess you get at the store...I am talking plump all beef hot dogs dipped in front of you in a spiced cornmeal batter and deep fried to a golden brown then drained briefly and handed to you by a smiling attendant who tells you to enjoy the rally and "mind that corn dog. Its hot"...brings back fond memories of every circus or fair I've ever been to. So thanks to all the riders who showed up and made another rally a success. I echo the sentiment of one of my silver-tongued Facebook friends who said it so much better than I could “As the fading sound of thunderouse pipes echoes in the mountains, we close out another Hells Canyon Bike Rally...until next year my road warrior friends, safe travels to you and your families, may your steel horses carry you home...:0)” (Bob Nelson, FB status June 10,2012) Overall, it was a wonderful weekend to be in downtown Baker City. We do have a couple suggestions......maybe it could be held a week or two later. It was damp and windy again this year. I really think we would get more participation if we waited a week or two. We heard several of the bikers talking about it. And pardon my outrage...but why in the hell were a lot of our businesses on Main street closed....this is the first tourist event of the year...how do you plan on selling if your shop is closed????? "Its the economy, stupid" (James Carville,Clinton Campaign 1992)...Just sayin....Kudos to those merchants who were open. And yes guys.....the High Desert Harley Girls were there....lol Here is a shot of them with the hubby.
Thursday, June 7, 2012 7:17:05 AM
Interesting pastime that..huntin shrooms...hiking in the clean mountain air damp from the creeks and receding snowline. Pine, firs, tamarack the occasional warble of a wild turkey. Overall, it was a study in climate, terrain, patience, tolerance and wildlife with a side of musty duff and pine thrown in to sweetenen the air. Sun dappled forests are the place to hunt mushrooms and those abound in my little spot on the globe. So, I figured to learn....
Tuesday, June 5, 2012 7:39:26 PM
I am Tamra but prefer Tami. I live in a small mountain town in Oregon. For those who do not know me yet,I started school (this time) in 2004. I am little intense at times. I have had some extreme situations in my life that gave me a perspective only profound experiences can. I was raised very differently than was conventional since my mother had mental health issues and was everything from a drug dealer to a preacher while I was growing up. We moved 13 times my first year in high school, well; partial year, I quit after high school number four. She could go from Madame to Methodist in 3.5 seconds; biker babe to bubbling babette in the same conversation was nothing to her. It was not her choice or fault but because I did not know normalcy from infancy it taught me to deal well with extremes, evaluate a situation and adapt quickly. It also taught me what it was like to act like the epitome of both respectability and wild hijinks. It taught me what it was like to be "everyman" or "anyman" because I had to be. What it did not teach me was how to find out who I was or that it was okay to be who/what I was if I could discover it. I could fit in but had no clue what it was like to be who you really were because I was not one but many.
I grew up and was diagnosed with relapsing/remitting MS. I was in a wheelchair and miserable. I felt like I was nothing with no chance to become anything. I was diagnosed with OCD. I later found out it was a symptom of Asperger’s Syndrome. Meanwhile, I had learned about Stephen Hawking and Howard Hughes. I started listening to Rush Limbaugh and others. I harnessed the many deciding to turn my life to useful pursuits because I wanted to be a success and get off disability. After all, if they could accomplish with the problems they had so could I. I started to get better, tried to get a job but it did not pan out then began school (I went to vo-tech but did nothing with the certificates for years) at BMCC, applied myself and began to excel. I was exercising and doing my own physical therapy. I had progressed to a cane. I had went from 503 pounds to 264. I had transferred my OCD symptoms to schoolwork and was attempting to use them as a tool. I was on track to get better and pay my own way. Then, I found out I had metastatic throat cancer and had to reconcile all of those people I had been and was learning to coral into good purpose with what they/I had done before I started trying to change and the idea that I might have to answer for it before I was able to completely able to make up for it in my eyes. I could not do that if I did not understand so I was off and running yet again. After all, I might not have much time left. I was "being" all of those people reconciling/making account of themselves. I was feeling all of the feelings each of those very different people had to feel to assess who and what they were and what that meant to me as it related to the one body that may be dying. I even studied death and dying as a subject in a couple of classes. I had the person I wanted to help me pass chosen. Then, I found out I was being given a reprieve. After chemo and radiation, I was cancer free. Moreover, I did not deserve it! I had to reevaluate again. Why was I allowed to live when the 9 year old in the bed next to me in the chemo suite with leukemia who had not had time to make the mistakes I had, learn the lessons I had or DESERVE death like I had died. What had I done or could I do to deserve this chance?
Seeing life and death from the inside as I have makes so many problems seem smaller and larger than they first appear that it can get difficult not to let it affect my view of my studies and how I believe those studies can affect the world. I am now cancer free but it changed how I saw everything from family, friends, and god, to school and what a career should do for you and the others you affect. I finally realized that it was important that I actually tell people how all of the experiences shaped and changed my views because few had been there and most of the ones who had do not have a voice. Whom I was then, how I had changed, what I had learned and what I thought others could do with it could be synthesized, analyzed, and used to teach lessons to others and myself. I could work hard to overcome again then tell my story and give others like me a voice and hope of a better life. I could show others besides my family it could be done. I could make a difference!
Cancer and the subsequent life evaluation has been one of the greatest blessings of my life. It taught me I knew nothing. It made me reevaluate everything. It taught me I had determination. It taught me understanding of renewal and that you can burn off the old replacing it with new growth. It taught me I could fight for what I wanted and that what I wanted did not matter. It taught me to want the things that did more deeply. I learned I did not just want to continue on getting good enough to make my own way and show everyone I could do it. I wanted to do something to make a difference and the only difference that really mattered was my contribution to others and the world.
I gained a triple concentration B.S. in August of last year. I am now a graduate student. I am addicted to school and success. I want to spread that feeling about. In that vein, I continue to volunteer tutor locally and bring others to the idea that they can be as successful as I am having convinced nine others to enroll in the school of their choice.
This school journey started out about money and the ability to get out of my life situation by making the money I needed to support myself and proving to what family I had left we could break the cycle becoming contributing members of society. It was about convincing my sisters, sons and grandchildren that they could build on that success because if I had broken the cycle they could too but now I want to find a way to enable everyone to bring their talents and education, money or lack thereof to help solve the world's problems and to enable everyone they know to understand that they are an important contributing members of a problem solving team called humanity. We all have problems and solutions we deal with or implement both large and small. I want to help people truly know and understand together we can fix any problem we set ourselves to if we keep trying, helping each other, working towards solutions, and be patient with each other when we have to try again. I want them to know we truly can make the world the best it can be.
I have dozens of hobbies. I love quantum theory and physics but could find no way to use it in my chosen field. I love conspiracy talk radio. I am interested in virtualization. Religion, ethics, and the effect of diversification and homogenization of humanity and economics are subjects I wake up discussing with the hubby every morning. I love all sides of almost every debate. It is not that I do not have an opinion; I just want to explore every opinion and see if I can see how it would be experienced from that point of view to learn from it so I can add what I have learned to my problem solving skill set.
I cannot wait to see what the future holds. I wish all of you the same happiness, love of life and learning I have discovered. I cannot wait to hear all what you have to say! Here is to lots of fabulously fun learning how experiences relate to what knowledge I have gained. Together We Can !