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No Hair?! Hm, Big Deal?

I was looking through my emails.  I receive about 50-150 a day and, honestly, usually less than 20 need to be read, and the number doesn’t even include the spam folder which I look at, but, usually, just delete.

Well, I go by the title of the email and who it is from before deciding if I even need to look before my virtual trash overflows.  Today, while going through the usual mess, I saw the title “Can you Survive Massive Hair Loss?”  I thought about my last look in the mirror of the nearly empty brain case I have up top (hair, that is, not brains) and decided, “Yep, I can live through that.”

It seemed funny, then it started to get me thinking.  There are a lot of people who really can’t handle massive hair loss.  There are men, women, and children who, whether it’s Cancer or some other condition, don’t have their hair.  I remembered, back in high school and college (even now, I guess) how much I really loved seeing young women and adult women with long, beautifully flowing hair, especially dark.  Social training, I am sure, but still what feels good feels good.  So, I pictured a world with no hair.  The result?  I realized I would still love women; the hair or lack of it wouldn’t stop that.  I realized I would still talk to women; I would still open doors for them (yeah, I am one of those), and I would still read their blogs.  I imagined, if there were no hair, women would, most likely, start painting their heads, and tattoos would become the rage.  I knew scarves and hats and wraps and caps would all be much more available and higher priced (naturally).  In fact, I imagine, after a time when wigs were out…bald would be the new long tress.  We are a funny, fickle world, one who listens too much to commercials and how badly companies want us to believe the hype.

I live in a beautiful world, hair or not.  So, bring on the bald, baby, I can survive “MASSIVE” hair loss.


Love you all,


Beauty – A Great Definition

August Mclaughlin is a model turned blogger turned radio star.  I really enjoy reading her posts and, at times, listening to her “Girl Boner” radio casts.  She was even recognized enough to do a TED Talk.  Here is that show.  Enjoy.  Drop by her blog.




Living off the Land and Creating Beauty with Powder!

This is a wonderful video < 15Min.  I found it posted by a friend on Facebook, but it also comes from a WordPress site entitled “Primitivetechnology” .  See what you think.  I was absolutely fascinated. If you can’t get the link below to work, the one above has the video partway down on the page.

Living off the land

This is about 5-6 minutes and is a beautiful art style from India!  Wow




Where’s the Beauty? Conclusion.

Part Two – Conclusion

Yesterday’s story had a point and the point was made; however, there is an ending to the story that should be told. It is quite bittersweet, if not sad.

Those two ladies and I were the best of friends. The young woman I had the argument with, let’s call her Sally and the other woman, Jane, and I were excellent friends, almost the three musketeers.

Sally and I never dated, but Jane and I did fall for each other and go out. In the beginning Sally thought this was great. I later learned (from Jane) that, mostly, Sally would enjoy hearing all about our private lives because, of course, we would tell her because we were such good friends. The problem became that both Jane and I were very hushed to Sally about our love life for several reasons.

Three’s Company? Yes, in a lot of ways!

And, of course, right or wrong, we both spent much less time with Sally as we spent more time as a couple. This angered Sally and she was a conniving person when angry.

So, first she got her ducks in a row, then, when talking to Jane, asked her if I had ever told her how beautiful she was. She thought about it and realized that I hadn’t. This led her to the beginnings of doubt about our relationship.

Then, Sally talked to me about whether or not I had told Jane how beautiful she was. Obviously, I hadn’t and this led me to wondering about our relationship.

Now, Jane was not truly physically beautiful; however, she was very pretty, and smart and caring and funny and a good mother who also took care of her mother and father in her home. However, Sally put that doubt there and it did its job and ate through the relationship.

Revenge just never really works out no matter how you plan.

I finally broke up with Jane. Jane’s reaction was horrible; she had never had a person break up with her; she had always been the one to end things. She stopped going to the Parents Without Partner meetings and quit talking to both Sally and me. I found out about two months later that she had married a guy and moved out west somewhere and that they were in counseling for marital problems.

I figured out what Sally had done and stopped talking to her altogether. I found out later that she had gotten pregnant with twins, had not married the father, and was making due on her own.

Years later, I recognized her last name as the owner of a mortuary. I called and he informed me he was her uncle. He would not tell me anything about how to contact her (protecting her, good for him), but did let me know that she was doing well and that he would let her know I had called with concern.

Linda, your comment brought those memories back to me. I see all the lessons that are in this story, but the biggest is simply how friendships really change once problems, even really correctable ones, enter into them.

Jane and I, obviously, had other problems in our relationship than me simply not telling her she was beautiful. It hadn’t made any difference until Sally started in on it. And, Sally, in my opinion, was fairly vindictive. I was a mess and had a lot of growing up to do.

Things happen; things change. I do wish I could see those two just to observe where we all are in life now and say I am sorry for various things. I learned from all of it and that is the big point.

Argument and breakup; there are lessons there.

Have you had a huge mess-up like this in your past?

Have you lost friends over things that could have been easily worked out?


My Heart, Warmed

My Heart, Warmed

My heart, warmed by thought of you
Skips a beat as your angelic form floats across the room
My eyes move with your image; my soul stirs
You are the one I love

The grace you embody stops my breath
And, I lose track of space and time
All that I am now centers on that which is you
Your love I now seek

My mind envisions a rapture of beauty
Your essence contains all that I define as such
Where your feet touch I see honey in the steps
Love is my only way

Your voice rings delicately
The music sounds in my ears and I go deaf
All that I hear is you; the only tone I listen to
My hope rides on your love

I shudder, then speak to you
Your smile shatters my train of thought
I lose myself in the answer you give; I now can live
Our love can bond


Written: 4:30AM – No, didn’t sleep after all.

Beauty lies within yourself

The only impossible journey in life is you never begin!! ~Tanvir Kaur


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