advice on how to stop a dog from barking...
Long long walks will establish you as the pack leader and the puppies incessant barking is most likely insecurity due to pent up energy and instability...the walk will fix all of the anxiety because pup will trust that it doesn't have to worry about a thing with a strong leader around and the barking will stop...do not nurture an unstable mind - ever - when the pup cries or barks ignore the action don't make eye contact and redirect the energy with a long walk teaching the pup how to be a dog again, in the wild dogs walk and migrate all day every day.
sound like advice on how to redirect people going through tough times? maybe we really are just animals!
Monday, June 30, 2008
la voz
it is a song, a whisper, a soothing tranquil melody. yesterday, i lost my voice. perhaps it is stress, not being heard, and frustration that took it away.
for the first time in my life i felt tremendous fear. fear of being alone. fear that all i knew as stability i let go of; fear that i will not be able to make it in this world on my own. we made peace & let each other go last night, into the world as a free spirit to love someone else wholeheartedly. it was a beautiful reversal of vows, not the kind that you normally hear when two lives' paths end, but we had our own harmony. you are an amazing, caring man. i could count on you, and that is one of the greatest things i enjoyed with you. i must remember that i came into this world by myself & i will leave by myself. others are here throughout the journey to give a hand, but it is always me that has to take the steps. i cannot force things onto myself, but i also have to look at what is holding me back from potential. nor can i force things onto another, but i will stand up for them to get through the mood of their own mind.
from this point on, i walk alone, surrounded by all. perhaps i will find a journey partner to make it fun & easy & full of love, but it is as it is for now.
for the first time in my life i felt tremendous fear. fear of being alone. fear that all i knew as stability i let go of; fear that i will not be able to make it in this world on my own. we made peace & let each other go last night, into the world as a free spirit to love someone else wholeheartedly. it was a beautiful reversal of vows, not the kind that you normally hear when two lives' paths end, but we had our own harmony. you are an amazing, caring man. i could count on you, and that is one of the greatest things i enjoyed with you. i must remember that i came into this world by myself & i will leave by myself. others are here throughout the journey to give a hand, but it is always me that has to take the steps. i cannot force things onto myself, but i also have to look at what is holding me back from potential. nor can i force things onto another, but i will stand up for them to get through the mood of their own mind.
from this point on, i walk alone, surrounded by all. perhaps i will find a journey partner to make it fun & easy & full of love, but it is as it is for now.
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
stronger than desire...
beautiful song:
It was getting late
Everything was wrong
You knew that I could wait
But you didn’t know how long
I held you in my arms
And we became like blazing fire
And there was nothing
Stronger than desire
From a place between your knees
To every hair upon your head
We spoke the language of rolling seas
And then forgot what we said
Something like “loving you is something
That I will never tire”
Ah! When there was nothing
Stronger than desire
And I would always be your lover
But for my confusion and your rage
I don’t wanna be another
Zombie in a cage
Cos love is there to set us free
Though you may call me a liar
And maybe there wass nothing in me
Stronger than desire
If I must become a memory
Trapped in the confines of your mind
With problems of no remedy
Or other things you’ve left behind
Then think of me as something
That you were doomed to acquire
From a time when there was nothing
Stronger than desire
And I will wander into town
And to where the night stars do fade
Accompanying my loneliness
With this lovers serenade
While wondering where you might be now
Though I dare not enquire
Still sometimes there ain’t nothing
Stronger than desire
I loved you then and I love you still
And from I can’t remember when
But let love do what love will
For love may join us once again
Life with you by my side
To that I truly would aspire
Ah but love must come from some place
Free from fear and stronger than desire
mark abis © 2000
Thursday, June 5, 2008
June 12th - Great Jazz
I volunteer for the Prospects Lefferts Garden Arts department. We put on a monthly jazz concert at the Inkwell in Brooklyn on the second Thursday of every month.
Take some time out for yourself & some good music & come along to see the show. Admission is just $5.
Here's a description of the upcoming show on June 12th. : Alex Terrier and Guests: Dayna Stephens on tenor sax, Francois Moutin on bass and Steve Davis on drums.
Alex Terrier is an up-coming young jazzman from France who has settled down in Brooklyn. He presents a set of compositions and standards in the great tradition of Cannonball Adderley and John Coltrane
Photos available here:
Venue:Take some time out for yourself & some good music & come along to see the show. Admission is just $5.
convos w/kei: part 1: ice cream & love...
ice cream...it's my favorite treat in the world. any flavor really, but particularly ben & jerry's cherry garcia (the yogurt). the brownie one is good too, as is the everything & then some flavor. carvel ice cream cake! breyers chocolate, edy's peanut butter...the thought of them is watering my mouth already! but i speak about this tasty dessert not as food, but as a lesson i learned, right now!
i realize how little patience i have for eating it. kei & i had some treats tonight. as frequently happens, she brought the ice cream out of the fridge & i was ready to delve into it. i couldn't wait. she giggles at my eagerness! it was frozen through & i wanted to have it, at that very moment, right then! why wait for it when it's right there - when we've spoken about eating it & it's right in our face? no need to waste time with this. but it's too hard to put a spoon into... she doesn't have a scooper, and tonight i thought to get her one to make life easy & less (waiting) time consuming.
i thought my eagerness was a result of loving the ice cream, wanting to savor it, devour it, enjoy it...but i do not know. for this moment, i am going to liken ice cream to love. perhaps instead of putting it on the stove or under hot water to warm up i should just let it warm up on it's own. no fire needed! perhaps this is the lesson of a lifetime! ice cream - my probable first love, the thing that was my main meal throughout middle school (yes, ice milk was my only part of lunch for nearly a year). perhaps it satisfied a pleasure i cannot name.
i always thought i was patient. growing up sharing a small room with 2 sisters. making up my own games & being on my own. being the eldest, the guide for all to follow. eating with the adults & not the kids. being a leader & team mate. teaching & working with children throughout my lifetime. learning new languages & foreign dances. reading, writing, analyzing, playing...it all required patience. but at this moment i learned that i am lacking patience in love, INDEED!
i think i was patient with love, very, very patient. i had no time frame, no calendar of when one thing should happen, what should happen by this time or that time. i had all the time in the world. i waited & waited & waited. i enjoyed what i had because it was what came when it did. i appreciated every moment & even learned to appreciate those moments of pure sadness & dread that went along with patience. however, he took me for a ride to nowhere & i lost that patience...after waiting eight years for the man i loved, the one i was going to marry, to finally fulfill on the the question (the one we talked about: marriage, family, moving into our apartment, traveling the world together, laughing together till we die, etc... yes...that one). instead, he asked someone else to be his. after i had waited my turn, so patiently, through thick & thin, through it all! i deserved the spot. i deserved it all...
so from that time forward, i suppose i made patience become a hindrance. i would no longer wait for a man to have me wait by his side; to take his time in choosing, because if he didn't know in a short time he will just drag it out & then not choose me all over again. if it works, just choose now? right? do i want to wait again... if i have to wait, the man & love will melt just like ice cream & be no good. what's good about totally melted ice cream, about totally disappeared love? nothing.
i put love under a fire, trying to make it ready for me when i am ready for it...i lately rushed love with someone i really want to share it with instead of waiting for it to bloom. so, here's to waiting for the ice cream! to letting it soften on it's own. this is my resolution kei :) these get-togethers are doing more good than i ever would have suspected! xoxo
i realize how little patience i have for eating it. kei & i had some treats tonight. as frequently happens, she brought the ice cream out of the fridge & i was ready to delve into it. i couldn't wait. she giggles at my eagerness! it was frozen through & i wanted to have it, at that very moment, right then! why wait for it when it's right there - when we've spoken about eating it & it's right in our face? no need to waste time with this. but it's too hard to put a spoon into... she doesn't have a scooper, and tonight i thought to get her one to make life easy & less (waiting) time consuming.
i thought my eagerness was a result of loving the ice cream, wanting to savor it, devour it, enjoy it...but i do not know. for this moment, i am going to liken ice cream to love. perhaps instead of putting it on the stove or under hot water to warm up i should just let it warm up on it's own. no fire needed! perhaps this is the lesson of a lifetime! ice cream - my probable first love, the thing that was my main meal throughout middle school (yes, ice milk was my only part of lunch for nearly a year). perhaps it satisfied a pleasure i cannot name.
i always thought i was patient. growing up sharing a small room with 2 sisters. making up my own games & being on my own. being the eldest, the guide for all to follow. eating with the adults & not the kids. being a leader & team mate. teaching & working with children throughout my lifetime. learning new languages & foreign dances. reading, writing, analyzing, playing...it all required patience. but at this moment i learned that i am lacking patience in love, INDEED!
i think i was patient with love, very, very patient. i had no time frame, no calendar of when one thing should happen, what should happen by this time or that time. i had all the time in the world. i waited & waited & waited. i enjoyed what i had because it was what came when it did. i appreciated every moment & even learned to appreciate those moments of pure sadness & dread that went along with patience. however, he took me for a ride to nowhere & i lost that patience...after waiting eight years for the man i loved, the one i was going to marry, to finally fulfill on the the question (the one we talked about: marriage, family, moving into our apartment, traveling the world together, laughing together till we die, etc... yes...that one). instead, he asked someone else to be his. after i had waited my turn, so patiently, through thick & thin, through it all! i deserved the spot. i deserved it all...
so from that time forward, i suppose i made patience become a hindrance. i would no longer wait for a man to have me wait by his side; to take his time in choosing, because if he didn't know in a short time he will just drag it out & then not choose me all over again. if it works, just choose now? right? do i want to wait again... if i have to wait, the man & love will melt just like ice cream & be no good. what's good about totally melted ice cream, about totally disappeared love? nothing.
i put love under a fire, trying to make it ready for me when i am ready for it...i lately rushed love with someone i really want to share it with instead of waiting for it to bloom. so, here's to waiting for the ice cream! to letting it soften on it's own. this is my resolution kei :) these get-togethers are doing more good than i ever would have suspected! xoxo
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
funky sites & things goin on
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