Donnybrook


Donnybrook. This is a fun little word for an uprising, a melee, or a riot. It can also refer to an argument. If you search Google for this particular term, you will not only find the definition but also learn that it is a place called Donnybrook, which is part of Dublin, Ireland. Very interesting!

“We got no jobs, no money, no power, no nothin’, nothin’ to live for ‘cept vice and indulgence. That’s how they control us. But it’s falling apart. What we got is our land and our machines, our families and our ability to protect it all, to keep them alive. We got our hands. Ones who’ll survive will be the ones can live from the land. Can wield a gun. Those folks’ll fight for what little they’ve got. They’ll surprise the criminals with their own savagery. Man, woman, and child will be tested. Others’ll be too weak and scared. Uneducated in common sense. Won’t know what’s happened. But believe me, war is coming.”
― Frank Bill, Donnybrook

So to be Frank (I’m Sam), I have never really been part of an uprising, a melee or a riot.  The word does not scream violence and uprising at me.  Because of that I may have to start using it when I get myself into a little donnybrook with friends and family.  Makes it seem so much nicer.

“All your words are but to say: you are a woman, and your part is in the house. But when the men have died in battle and honour, you have leave to be burned in the house, for the men will need it no more. But I am of the House of Éorl and not a serving-woman. I can ride and wield blade, and I do not fear either pain or death.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien

Even through I have never been involved in a donnybrook myself, many of my favorite times in Korea felt like I was part of it all.  So very much a part of it all.  Miss you guys!!

 

Holy Christ!  There was a frickin’ melee in the alley.  Lessers. Brothers. Two civilians crouched and quivering in the middle. And big bad Butch o’Neal.  – J.R. Ward

I have no time to look back.  My heart is dancing in the present moment feeling the joy of life. – Debasish Mridha

Donybrook: John; chris; ananda; suzette; laura; heron; rosliw; kirk; finn; coco

Coddiwomple


Coddiwomple (v.) – Origin: English Slang Word – Definition: To travel in a purposeful manner towards a vague destination.

Tsunami Sam

This is possibly and probably the most accurate word that describes my travels through life.  I have coddiwompled my way through every path I have taken.  I seldom look back.  Even seldomer look back with regret.  There is nothing I can do to change or mend the past and so it is a constant and purposeful march forward.

I have been accused of running from situations.   This is a lie or a bit of confusion on the part of the observers.  I never run from, I always run to.. to sun, smiles, laughter, stronger than me people, change, life, experiences, expressions, desires, beauty, music, dreams.  I do it with intent, with purpose, with hope.

It is true that I often do not know exactly where I am going or where I will end up.  I just know that standing still equals never ending up anywhere. Constantly moving towards things does not necessarily mean moving entirely from where you are standing, it simply means moving mentally and sometimes physically towards these vague destinations.

And WOW… the places these marches have taken me!.

I keep traveling towards things because there is no other option for me.  I’m at a point in my life where I will be making some very heavy decisions about how I want to continue coddiwomping through the rest of my days.  Do I want to plant my feet solidly in one place to allow deep roots to form again, or do I want to keep physically moving around.

I’m not bothered by vagueness. Vagueness, to me, means possibilities.  One day I will be less able to physically and forcefully march towards those crazy dreams and vague promises of excitement and adventure.  So until then, I will coddiwomple, burn, rage, dream, cry, dance, and blaze towards ……

royal throne

………….  I guess we will just have to wait and see!

Do not go gentle into that good night

Dylan Thomas – 1914-1953

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Other Coddiwomplers: RV; HC; Sheri; John; Robert; Rick; M&M; BristolMum; TWS; 1K2: noble; Kathleen; C2D

Eleutheromania


Eleutheromania (n.) – Origin: Greek – Definition: An intense and irresistible desire for freedom.

“When a man is denied the right to live the life he believes in, he has no choice but to become an outlaw.”
― Nelson Mandela

As I watch the world, the people of the world, the events of the world ...  

                                I turn back time ….

                                                I jump into the future …

                                                        the

repetition … the same story again and again …

                                                                                                Why?

We think that in the world today...
only the countries

that we hear the most about ....

are the ones we should think about the most........
in fact...

even now...
there are ...
women
children
men
being
abused, censored, trafficked,
beaten, violated, oppressed,

terrorized, corrupted,

and .... on .... and ..... on ....... into

infinity and


I ask again



why?

                                         “Better to die fighting for freedom then be a prisoner all the days of your life.”

― Bob Marley

“I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human being with an independent will.”
― Charlotte Brontë

“Some birds are not meant to be caged, that’s all. Their feathers are too bright, their songs too sweet and wild. So you let them go, or when you open the cage to feed them they somehow fly out past you. And the part of you that knows it was wrong to imprison them in the first place rejoices, but still, the place where you live is that much more drab and empty for their departure.”
― Stephen King

“Expose yourself to your deepest fear; after that, fear has no power, and the fear of freedom shrinks and vanishes. You are free.”
― Jim Morrison

“Freedom lies in being bold.”
― Robert Frost

The 57 nations in that world that aren’t free.  The 10 most censored countriesThe least free places on earth. Democracy in crisis. Top 3 countries. The state of the world.

Freedom: Roth; Pat; shantanu; Elizabeth; Riya; tatiana; sadje; Eleanor; James; Francisco; themouse

Morii


Morii (noun) Origin: Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows | The desire to capture a fleeting experience.

The truth is you don’t know what is going to happen tomorrow. Life is a crazy ride, and nothing is guaranteed.  – Eminem

“A happening was looming. It was out there somewhere beyond the regular enclosed life that I had been living. It was out there, not waiting, but existing. Being. Perhaps it was only slightly wondering if I would come to it.”
― Markus Zusak

“If we only take a hard look at the facts of life, we will know that, really, nothing is in our hands – not even our hands are in our hands. Just try to hold your hand with your hand and you will know the reality. Really, nothing is in our power. Then what is the meaning of saying ”I” and ”me” and ”mine”? Here everything is happening, and happening together. It is an organic arrangement, an organic whole.”
― Osho

Fleeting – Anushk; Caeli; Pauli; MeRaw; Al; Soye; River; Jennie; LA; paean; shivani; abigail

Resfeber


Resfeber (n.) – Origin: Swedish – Definition: The restless race of the traveler’s heart before the journey begins, when anxiety and anticipation are tangled together.

I have had so many people tell me that I have been a very lucky person.  I have been lucky enough to be in the right place at the right time.  I’m lucky that I have a job.  I’m lucky that life has gifted me with so many great things.  I’m so lucky.  LuCk LucKluck!!

This accusation has always confused me. I used to try to argue that point.  The point being that luck did not have much to do with who I was, where I was, or really,  anything in my life.

What we call luck is the inner man externalized. We make things happen to us. – Robertson Davies

I’m a great believer in luck, and I find the harder I work, the more I have of it. – Thomas Jefferson

I used to try to explain that I had been given opportunities.  Opportunities that I chose to accept.  I used to try to explain that I had been presented with choices.  Choices I had to decide on and decisions I had to make.  One of the biggest choices I have had to make in life was to keep moving forward and to try not to look back, dwell on the past, and have regrets for the choices I had made.  This was not always easy, but the truth is, you cannot change the past, so why go there.

“Don’t look back and ask, Why? Look ahead and ask, Why not?”-Neil Patel

If Cinderella went to pick up her shoe; she would of not had become a princess.

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When you have butterflies and you’re feeling anxious and you have anxiety or are nervous, that’s when you’re most powerful… A lot of people, instead of honing this power and using it, they allow it to just consume them. 
― Jon Jones

I know that I have made mistakes in my life.  Everyone has.  I just chose to no longer beat myself up over them.  I always tried my best to stand back up, dust myself off, and try .. try.. try again.  Just go for it.  Do it.  I try to be reasonable when presented with choices.  I try to make the best decisions with the situations that I have to choose from.  Sometimes, the making of the decisions was nauseating.  Sometimes, there were very few options in front of me. Sometimes, I had to close my eyes, hold my breath, and just keep moving.

In the end, I just made the decision and went with it. I mean, what’s the worse that could happen?  Death? Possibly.  However, I did the work, made the decision, took the chance… often with a great leap of faith.  AND tada… here I am… and there I was… and here I am again.  Would the other way have been better?  I will never know.  Would I even want to know?

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Sometimes there are no words to help one’s courage. Sometimes you just have to jump.
― Clarissa Pinkola Estés

Those who don’t jump will never fly.
― Leena Ahmad Almashat

All I can say is… the view is often more beautiful .. the life is often unexpected..  the bad is often followed by the good… the ups are often followed by the downs and then back to the ups.. It all flows in a circular pattern.  It’s tipsy, topsy, turvy, and sometimes upside down.  You really can’t have the best without the worst or the tippy without the toe.  There is no such thing as one without the other. Take that leap and fly, baby fly.

My whole life has been spent walking by the side of a bottomless chasm, jumping from stone to stone. Sometimes I try to leave my narrow path and join the swirling mainstream of life, but I always find myself drawn inexorably back towards the chasm’s edge, and there I shall walk until the day I finally fall into the abyss.
― Edvard Munch

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Resfeber:  umesh; swede; allen; rad; mousumi; suzette; frank; johna; reggi; reena; beth; nimue; Rob