No Such Thing

 We simply wish to create more time to write and consider and revise and rewrite some stuff.  We will have more time when we create a balance in our being and into our reality.

Something Meaningful

 What could be meaningful? 

Connections with other loving souls are meaningful.  Yes, yes they are.

And not just any connections will do. Positive, healthy, expansive connections encourgae and foster loving wisdom for each and all around.

GREAT!

 Who knows about not knowing?  We don’t know what this blog post is about but it’s about something.  Something worthwhile.  Something humorous.  Something intriguing and captivating.  What is it? No idea - but it’s GREAT!

Tell Me a Story

 Any cool experiences or interactions?

About our experiences from the all hallows weekend.

First off, we have the happy hour special.

I crossed the street to request an extra cigarette from the lady smoking one.  In our conversation, her friend came out disappointed.  She was out there smoking a cig while her friend waited to order happy hour specials.  When he came out - he needed a cig.  He was befuddled and confused. 

“Half Off Happy Hour”

He said, “Before happy hour I ordered a drink of light lager and they gave me a pint for $7.  I waited for happy hour and ordered the half-off light lager drink.  You know what they gave me?”  he asked his friend and me.

“No,” we replied.

“A cup for $3.50”

Okay, what else?  We have the Bill and Ted look alikes.

Dave and Matt came from Upper Dublin High School on their quest to talk to authentic Doylestowners.*  They were on some self-induced dereev, apparently to interview locals and learn about the town.  They first approached two very asian young men.  I was there on the porch doing my school work late on a Saturday evening to meet my own self-induced goal for the week.  I overheard them share all this through a very obvious language barrier between the young men.

They saw me laughing at them in their struggle to communicate.  When the boys from Upper Dublin could not find the language to ask the asian boys about how they came to America, I volunteered some coherent words.  “Ask them, ‘Did your family move here or are you exchange students?’”  The school boys were really thankful and exuberant to experience such language.  I said “We are constituted by language.”

They went back to their dereev and before the thought fully left Matt replied, “Wait, what did you say about being constituted by language?  We should interview you.”

They were curious why I was laughing so much.  I shared how it was obvious the asians were not local asians but immigrant asians.  I shared how I was looking for someone who might have a lighter and when I asked a someone and that someone had a light, they were mesmerized.  WOW!  DUDE!

I encouraged them to work on their people watching skills.  “Book learning is great fun and all but real experience is quite the life.  And that’s what you honors students are out here doing.”

*Some out-of-towners came by the porch this summer.  They wore Philadelphia Eagles shirts and said “Yeah!  We are going to enjoy our coffee here on the porch like Doylestonians.”  Hopefully they will learn.

On profiling.

Late at night I asked a someone if he had a smoke.  He did.  I asked if he went to the local university.  He said he did and asked how I knew.  I said I profiled you.

There is one more story.  The story of the chef.  This one is more personal.  Shall we share?  Maybe, but we can leave the personal details out, okay.

On the porch the same evening as the Bill and Ted lookalikes, a chef from a local restaurant sat at the table next to me and waited for the bus.  I shared with him how I enjoyed the meals I had at the establishment and wanted to thank him for his good work.

He was impressed to receive a compliment.  He said, “Thank you.  I don’t often receive gratitude for my work from clients.”

I asked if he was saving for a car.  He shared he was going through a divorce.  I said “That is why I am devoted to building and maintaining positive, healthy, expansive relationships.”

He asked, “Are you a therapist?”

I said, “No, I have spent a good bit of time in therapy and considering finding an alternative way to serve the emotional-mental health market.”