It's a Jungle Out There!

"It's a Jungle out There" was musical put on my Niece Kymmie and her 2nd Grade Class. It is the story of Leo the Lion King searching for the key to happiness. He sends out his two loyal subjects out into to Jungle to Discover what indeed be the key. First the subjects encounter the Cheetahs aka "Party animals," whose idea of happiness is to "party on down....gonna paint the town." Not satisfied, the loyal subjects come across the monkeys aka video game junkies who goes "bananas for video games." Unconvinced that x-box and Wii Nintendo is the key to happiness, they continue their journey only to discover the laughing Hyenas, whose idea of good time is "laugh at everything they see!" Not giving up hope, loyal subjects finally meet the elephants, who enlighten us as to the true key of happiness: To be grateful for family and friends.



What can we learn from this you ask? Good question. Well, how many times have you or someone close to you partied all night, night after night to fill some void in life. Or what about the boy (husband) that is on the computer/playing video games hours at a time neglecting his (or her) relationships at home. (P.S reading this blog does not count). What about doing anything to get a quick thrill, in hopes that it will alter your mood or change a situation. It has been said that "Everything we need to know we learn in Kindergarten." Similarly, we can learn from a Second Grade play: "Everyone needs a friend to talk to, someone who understands.. to dream with...to share their plans... everyone needs a friendly welcome when you're all alone... (someone) that you can count on...(and) make you feel at home." Love this play! All of life is a stage...And I ain't Just Dreaming.

Bad thinking is a Bad habit

Bad or negative thinking can be a Bad habit. Just like smoking, gambling or compulsive eating, Bad, negative thinking is something we all sometimes fall in the habit of doing. Our mind can slip in the same rut over and over again. It goes where it is familiar. If our mind is not familiar with sunshine and green meadows, smiles and waterfalls, it rebels against the images of so called peace and happiness. If our mind is used to the cold darkness, the deep emptiness of a hollow well, gloomy and frightening sounds of the night, it will quietly creep back to that familiar place when it is still, as if to find just the right position before falling asleep. Our thoughts may not be the brightest at every moment nor in the most important moments. Nevertheless, we can learn to change our scripts. We can change the movie and sound track we play in our mind's eye and ear. We can have those peaceful and charming thoughts of fairies and tulips and mountain streams. We don't have to be afraid of the darkness, because with us, we can bring our own candlelight, our own personal sunshine. We can sing to the stars and dance in the moonlight, because we know that tomorrow will be a brighter day! Don't despair, don't be afraid. Learn to love yourself, embrace your mind, be the composer of your own thoughts and make them beautiful! Yes, make them beautiful... make them as though everyone else could see. Share your mind with others through music, writings, poetry, song and speak. Be thankful that you are alive another day: To think...to hope... to dream!

When should the Magic End?

As you may have read in my other Blog, my 8yr old niece Kymmie, no longer believes in the Tooth Fairy. She saids that she does not believe in magic. It all began when she was 6yrs old. Out of the blue, she told her mother that she does not believe in Santa Claus. I of course tried to convince her otherwise and was honestly saddened and confused considering what great lengths and care my sister and I have done to live the illusion. When do we as Parents, Aunts, Grandparents, come clean and tell our children that it was all an elaborate hoax played on them by yours truly? "Sorry kid, I was the one that wrote the letter from Santa Claus and your mother ate the cookies." I could just imagine little tears welding up in their broken little eyes, unable to speak full sentences because of the heartbreaking news. Maybe they would even protest, that they heard Jolly Ol' Saint Nick on the roof top or seen Tinker Bell's cousin, the Tooth Fairy, fly nearby their window.
-"Sorry kid, you were Just Dreaming."

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