On June 6, 2010 it will be 20 years since I graduated high school. You know what that means, right? Yeah, yeah I'm old. I don't fucking care. It also means that this summer is my 20th High School Reunion an auspicious event rendered totally pointless and infinitely more annoying by the advent of Facebook.
Tonight I've put up with the incessant nagging of someone I don't even remember. Apparently this yahoo has scanned in our senior yearbook and was puzzled that he couldn't find my picture. I told him I was too busy designing the yearbook (nerd, I know) to get my picture taken. He was convinced I had a maiden name I was unwilling to reveal.
I never thought I'd be that person, but here I am. The person who has absolutely no desire at all to attend any of their high school reunions. People tell me I'll regret not going that I should totally go, it's so fun. Maybe I'm close-minded but I don't see how hanging out in some godforsaken bar in East Fucking Bethel, MN with people I don't know is going to be fun.
And really wasn't the whole point of the reunion to see who married whom, who got fat and how many kids they had? I know all that already, from Facebook. I like Facebook infinitely more than I liked high school. And thanks to Facebook I won't have to drive to East Fucking Bethel, MN to attend the reunion, I'll can just look at all the pictures and judge people from the comfort of my own home.
This weekend, I spent a very chilly windy day at one small part of the Merritt Island National Wildlife Refuge. It's about two hours from where I live. I was a little worried that I might get there and find acres of just grass. Not so!
I tweeted this link yesterday about the forgiveness of a
family that lost their daughter to a car accident. http://www.startribune.com/lifestyle/79698172.html?page=1&c=y Forgiveness is so crucial to healing, both for the person
wronged and the person that did the wronging. By holding on to the pain caused
by being wronged, illness is created throughout a person’s entire being—biological,
psychological, sociological, & spiritual realms. Negative energy is created
and emitted, causing further suffering and illness. As a future holistic health
practitioner and energy healer, I have learned about the necessity of positive
energy in creating and maintaining a healthy person. The only way to reverse the effects of this is to practice
radical & complete forgiveness.
However, one needs to learn how to do this. Forgiveness isn’t simply saying I
forgive you. It’s not just words. It is a process of letting go of one’s
attachment to the security of their pain. It is scary to radically and completely forgive someone
because it opens you up to be vulnerable. Many people are afraid of being hurt
again, and they believe holding on to the pain of being wronged acts as a
protective shield. However, the perceived shield only blocks healing love from
being both emitted and received. One needs to let go of their pain. One needs to let go of
their fear. One needs to learn how to do this, and there are many ways to figure
this out. I use two ways: the example of Jesus Christ as the forgiving healer
in the Gospels and mindfulness as practiced by Thich Nhat Hanh. These two have
helped me realize the healing power of forgiveness. The negative forces of
bitterness, resentment, and anger no longer bind me. If someone wrongs me, I
recall the healing power of forgiveness as explained and witnessed by Jesus. I
use mindfulness to be awake in the present, which helps me see the wronging for
what it is and the reasons for its existence. By seeing the causes and dealing
with them, I can let it all go to history, where it no longer emits negative
energy.
Even though I babysit the Tibbles every Friday, I rarely get to see my nephew Cade. He's at school by the time I get there and I leave before he gets home. I spend the time in between talking about bats with Nolan and listening to Liam tell me everything I say is boring and that he likes Katie Lou much better (this, of course, cracks me up and I argue with him incessantly about it).
Yesterday Cade and I passed briefly in the living room.
He stood in front of me wrapped in his snow gear, backpack still affixed to his back. "Did you want really want an electric pencil sharpener for Christmas?" He asked, looking up at me from under the Superman hat.
"Yes."
"Good!" He pointed at the Christmas tree. "That's what we got you."
Sweet!