R o b i n ♥

Hello,

Triple Points Monday!! Enjoy It!

You've posted one of the better questions/articles about "telling" that I've ever read here on Gather. What a joy it is to read all the conversation that you sparked. Thanks!

hope you dont mind - but am promoting your most recent article to my friend's - great debate topic and glad I got the email to read ~kudos to opening a great discussion ~J

Thank you for the friends request.

Hi Robin sorry i have not been reading your very good articles lately,i have been a little bit busy doing my own stuff on www.helium got a lot of catching up to do my friend ,hope you don't think me selfish .Graham

Hi Robin,
Great to connect. Thanks!
-Mark

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I just dropped by to say :

I have to say, I was very taken aback and and smitten with your memoir. I could not stop reading it, when do we get part 8? I was at the edge of tears at times, however, you paint a picture of Love and Hope that Fear and SorrowThank you, thank you, thank you for your life and story.

By the time I got to your travels in India, I knew that my intuition that we have crossed for a reason was more than a sensation. I have been planning my own personal journey to India for months now, not able to completely define my desire for India first, when there's a whole whole World that I intend to see, but I'm beginning to trust and embrace my personal desires, even those that I do not yet understand. And India it is, then Nepal, Thailand, and by ear from there.

Mexico sounds like paradise as well, I'm not lying to you when I tell you that I've had such thoughts as leaving this chaos that has become America to gain a better understanding of our lovely neighbors to the South.

About me:

April 12, 2007 - I received a wake up call in form of a speeding taxi cab. I was crossing the street after work one day and the driver was apparently in a hurry and not paying attention to us measly pedestrians. Needless to say, I was on the losing end of the collision, but never the less, so fortunate. I've always compared myself to a cat, as somehow, I always manage to land on my feet. It is metaphorical in this instance because I literally landed on my head. But no broken bones, a little more than a dozen stitches (which led to a sweet Harry Potter scar), and six hours later I checked myself out of the hospital in desperate need of a cigarette. I live with daily back and neck pain now, but nothing I can't handle. I could only walk away from it feeling blessed. For the first time in my life, I began to truly face the terms of my own mortality. I've put myself in life threatening situations before, but this was different, I was merely crossing a street, and never saw it coming.

It has taken me the better part of a year to understand what I learned that day, but such is life. I try to instill this into my sisters; we're always listening, sometimes we're not prepared to understand what we hear, but nonetheless we still hear it, and someday we will understand if willing. I've learned so many lessons from so many people, and only regret that I couldn't thank them at the moment they taught me.

A couple months ago I was riding the bus on my way to work, winter still had a strong grasp on us Minnesotans and the Sun almost seemed to be a fairy tale at that point. I woke up that day feeling strange, somehow happy with no particular explanation as to why. Then it hit me; a ray of sunshine, through the corridors of downtown Minneapolis and through the bus window and right upon my face, if only for a moment, it felt like it was just for me, and I smiled. I woke up the next morning feeling the same way and just knew something had just changed, or something was coming, something to embrace.

It wasn't until weeks later that I began to understand, that that something that had changed was me. I wasn't going to get hit by another taxi, or have to get myself off of narcotics, or get falsely charged with another crime; but if such things happened again it would be fine, because I knew I could handle it. Besides, I had bigger things to worry about, things that not only effected myself but all of us. I knew I had to start thinking bigger, thatlife is not about me.

I began immersing myself with the tragedy of the World. Friends told me that I had to stop, as for a period I became too serious all the time, not knowing how to turn it off and just laugh. I've been studying the Dalai Lama more recently, and believe he taught me how, literally, as if I had never heard my one laughter before. One observation people always make about him is how free and pure his laughter is, when I first started reading about him I was envious, as I continued I realized that there was no reason for envy, for I had that same laughter within myself, I just had to find it.

Now, my own simple laughter can become the greatest moment of my day, granted not on a great day, but it's the wonder that I see in other peoples eyes when it comes out, and I understand that Love is contagious.

I took another step towards my own personal revolution yesterday. I resigned from my job at US Bank and asked to be walked out that day. I stated that for my own personal ethical reasons, I could no longer lend another day of my talents to the bank. It felt great.

That's about it, I mean, obviously there's more but that's it in a tiny nutshell and brings you to date. I think I'm gonna head out for awhile and grab a drink and some reverse happy hour food. I have some people that I need to meet and talk to.

Thank you so much Robin.

Have a great day pal!