Discuss or Do?

Discuss the virtues of exercise.

OR

Exercise. It's a touch choice.

Spring

Let's just get nice and comfy.
Daylight savings time is on its way.

Can spring be far behind?

The hunter diet

It's all about food.
I was perusing the newspaper this morning and realized that there were several articles talking about how fat Detroit is, how many slurpees people drink at 100 calories each, how the new diet fads talk about dieting in the grocery store and other stuff.

People are obsessed with food.

Never in human history has food been so available with such variety at such a low cost. People don't have to plant it, harvest it, hunt it, preserve it . . . they just run to the grocery store and impulsively buy something that looks pretty.

So to create a "Thrill of the hunt" grocery stores started a coupon game--sort of like stalking the great beast . . . but it turned into something more like picking flowers. Not everyone responded to the thrill of the hunt.

Now humans have created a new preditor game. This one involves stalking calories. Knowing how many are where and only eating the best calories.

It is still a very lame way to channel your inner hunter.

In the meantime humans are still eating too much, getting too fat and not really understanding that what you NEED is to get your own food. Not from the grocery store--but from the world.

It's too easy--and that's why you're fat.

Essays

I helped read essays this morning. Some were interesting but missed the point. Some were TERRIBLE.

No one mentioned cats in any of their essays.

I was rather sad about that.

They've led sheltered lives.

Socrates Club discusses SPRING

We had some serious discussions this morning.

It was about Spring. About rebirth and regeneration. The whole thing started with a report on the popping up of tulips in the front garden bed.

Discussions fell apart when some members questioned "What is a bed? THAT's not a bed." and digressed into general Spring time debates. Does Spring start today or does it start tomorrow? Can you pinpoint the exact time that Spring starts? Based on what? If it's still cold outside and miserable . . . why are we Hallmark carding the day as "Spring?"

Then we took a nap.

The nap was seriously joyous.

I love naps.

Be

Let the sighs of past mistakes soften into gentle breathing.
Focus thoughts and energy stirring not on the past--but on breath
In
filling slowly
expanding
living
out
gentle
slowly exhaling
Feel what is now
Around you
inside you
Inhale and suckle sweet growth, hope
exhale and relax
further into relaxation
past regrets are lessons learned
They are not chains and handcuffs limiting your way in the world
breath in
breath out
be

Sunshine

Sunshine
On my shoulders
Makes me happy.

Being a cat is pretty cool.

Cats do not pay taxes.
Another good thing about being a cat.

Monday monday

I know what you're thinking.
I know what you're feeling.
Isn't it wonderful?

Socrates Club

We watched the stars last night. It was a very clear night. While some of us saw a meteor, I did not. Watching stars makes you philosophical. You cannot look at the stars and not feel humbled. We are so small in this great big universe. We are so insignificant.

And yet in our lives--our day to day experience--we have such an impact on the others we live with, come in contact with.

It is hard to hold two thoughts in your mind at the same time--that you are very very small and insignificant in the Cosmos--and you are very very large and impactful in your current environment--your NOW.

Then we started thinking about time. We were watching Orion move across the sky in a slow graceful sweep--timeless.

And we felt even smaller.

Our moment here is so short. Our impact can be so meaningless. It can so easily not matter--so easily not be enough--so easily be forgotten.

So what do we do? What is the purpose? Why, with these rules do we expect our own sense of self importance to matter?

This morning, sleepily . . . we were discussing what is real--What we see, touch, smell and experience with these corporal bodies--and what we know is out there. There was also some discussion about all the things we do not know. That was a lot of stuff--and became a little depressing so we went back to what is real.

Does it matter that we know the Earth to be round--when we experience it as flat?
Does it matter that we know that we revolve around the sun--when we experience it as going around us?

There were many many more questions like this. We got side tracked with the fact that math has been the key to knowledge--much more so than observation. So math is the language of the universe . . . thus the language of a higher being?

Or is math . . . a lanuage to explain what is--and is just as manmade and subjective as our development of the concept of time.

Or is time . . . math?

It was then brought up that we are cats and we do not accept the concept of time. It is a temporal connivance of Man--meant to frustrate and confuse the other species, such as ourselves.

When we are hungry we want to be fed--it should not matter what a clock says.
When we are sleepy and want to snuggle, we should be able to sleep--it should not matter what a clock says.

Eventually that's exactly what we choose to do . . . . sleep.

Walk the talk

In the arena of human life the honors and rewards fall to those who show their good qualities in action.
--Aristotle

Some advice to the maniac at city hall

Can you dance between the lines?
Can you flit and flitter and stir up the cat litter?
Can you raise your nose high in the air and pretend you smell not a thing?

Perhaps you are meant for something important
Perhaps you have a destiny
Perhaps you have a mission from god

Or you could just be really really full of yourself
And unable to tell reality from fantasy

Time to call Canada to order more medications . . . because reality is about to kick you in the butt.