Today, while doing my housework, I heard the saddest story. I thought about it and knew that I must post this for anyone that may need to think about their relationships, families or whatever the case may be...
This is a true story that happened a few years back. The talk show host was using it for an analogy of sorts.
It seems that a father had backed out of his driveway not knowing
his young son was behind the car. I am not sure of the age of the son.
The father backed over him and killed him on the spot.
The ambulance arrived and the father pleaded with them to save his son at any cost. They said he was pleading that whatever amount of money was needed didn't matter..... "Just bring my son back to life."
If Only
If you could only see me from the inside out...running in a field of flowers amid the morning dew...Supping white wine inside my thoughts...if only
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Saturday, May 21, 2011
But You Were Never There
Somehow, I found a trace of you
inside the entrance that protected you.
Through remnants, I walked in to find
unwritten letters, anger and emptiness
Layered strongly, is the scent of your habitation
yet I can only smell my own intrusion.
I wanted desperately to place you in my
garden of rainbow fantasies, amid bits of sky
Maybe oft times to speak in whispered vowels
But you were never there............
Friday, May 13, 2011
Where Will You End Up?
Seashells In Sand
My mind isn’t buried like seashells in sand
Ink spots of reflection become my pen in hand
A glimmer of light becomes my only command
A taste of life becomes my only stand
Ink spots of reflection become my pen in hand
A glimmer of light becomes my only command
A taste of life becomes my only stand
Thursday, May 12, 2011
Truth
Followed closely on the heels of dishonesty, you will find truth making its way
toward the door of home; and there is where it should be most comfortable.
toward the door of home; and there is where it should be most comfortable.
Saturday, December 18, 2010
Regarding Tidbits of Information
In an opening statement regarding Tidbits of Information, I would like to clarify that I am writing of things that were not known to man years ago; as a result, people were mislabeled. I spoke with a psychiatrist this week in regards to these issues, and she readily relayed to me that so many things were mislabeled or misdiagnosed because of the lack of knowledge. Thank goodness we have advanced by leaps and bounds since the earlier days.
Saturday, December 4, 2010
Tidbits of Information
Since working in areas dealing with mental health, I have read several pieces of literature regarding mental illness; articles that left me with questions.
Over the years, when man began his documentation of things he learned, a voluminous amount of things were written. In college lectures and medical seminars we can find these things as part of the discussion.
Some of the professions discussed are novelists, poets, artists, and musicians; yes, there are other professions to discuss, but in mental health these are big subjects. Various lectures are open for individual opinions. Students are assigned poems to read, and then they must determine what the poet is actually saying.
Great poets, novelists, and artist are often picked apart. I am not sure this collaborative effort can do justice to the well known greats of yesteryear.
The saddest thoughts about the discussion are that the people being discussed have long ago passed away and can’t defend their own actions. They are judged by a group of men or women, labeled insane, and forever branded that way; and so it goes.
Some notables did some really unorthodox things. For instance, Salvador Dali delivered a course of lectures at the Sorbonne, in Paris, in the 1920s. He had his foot in a pail of goat’s milk. He was an eccentric artist and was quite sane (from all of my readings it seems so) but dubbed as having a predisposition to madness. I am sure being sane, he had his own valid reasons for doing this. But now, because of the opinions of others, we think of him as being predisposed to madness.
Jonathan Swift, author of Gulliver’s Travels is another example. Often times, throughout the annals of history, he has been labeled as being quite mad, but it was later discovered that he had a very painful problem with an ear issue. The treatments for medical issues back in that era were far different. Death rates were high due to lack of medical knowledge.
So, who can say that all of the notables were really mad or maybe they were medically challenged, leaving them to do strange things?
-To be continued-
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