Archive - February 2007 We have survived the storm...Posted Feb-28-07 22:01:20 PST THE STORMS THAT COME
Well, last Friday night it began... the freezing rain, the wind, the treacherous traveling. Yep, all the things that make for a great Iowa Winter Weekend.
Saturday morning we lost power at about 8:15 AM due to the ice taking down powerlines. I immediately went out to gather wood for the wood burner. The wood shed door slides on a track and it was frozen in a lake of water. I spent about 4 hours chopping and chipping away at the ice until I realized it was also frozen on the inside of the door.
1 PM Saturday afternoon: The house is cooling off and we are putting on more clothing and getting out the lanterns, flashlights and made a run to pick up some water to carry us through for a day or two. (Living in the country we pump our own water from a well and with no electricity, that doesn't happen.)
We then turned our attention to relatives and friends who might be in worse shape than us. We picked up people we knew and transported them to my mother in laws house where there was electricity and heat. We ran and got groceries for them and made sure they were set for a few days. We then returned home and wrapped up in our blankets and played cribbage for a couple hours. Darkness came about 7:30 PM and we went to bed.
Sunday arrives and still no electricity... I gathered up some fallen branches that I could break by hand and we added some heat to our house. (The chain saw was frozen in the shed with the wood.) We called a few more friends and the rest of our family to make sure they were all warm, safe and secure, then spent the day together thanking God that we were together, safe and somewhat warm. We moved our food outside to keep it cold, read, listened to books on tape and did an inventory on batteries... then made a run to town to secure some more. Went to bed at dark.
Tuesday we ran and got medications for people who were in need. A friend called out of concern and offerred to help find a generator for us. In desperation for more heat and wood, I cut a hole from the garage to the woodshed so we could get wood to keep the house warm. (I will put a door in that space this summer.) Ahh, we are warm, we have water to make coffee, wash, and flush the toilet and are cooking our food on the woodstove. LIFE IS GREAT.
Wednesday we talked with the friend who was trying to find a generator for us and told them to hold off for a few days to see what happens. Electricity in a nearby town was restored and we transported people back to their homes along with stopping at the grocery store to resupply the food that was spoiled during the outtage.
Our faith has been rewarded. We went to Waterloo to shower and eat supper at my daughters house and upon returning found that the electricity had come on about 15 minutes before our arrival. (Time based on the clocks starting at 12:00 AM and then saying 12:15 AM)
I ran through over 800 emails, (mostly spam) packaged up some sales that occured during the power outtage and want to let you all know that we are all ok here.
It occurs to me that my wife and I actually needed some time of no tv, no interuptions of daily life. We enjoyed our time together through this and while we are tickled that we now have lights, water, heat and MY COMPUTER!! LOL, we will remember that life really wasn't so bad during this time. We never got to the point we complained. We never started a PITY PARTY. We looked after those we could and joined our strength to face what came. Together we can overcome what ever life deals us.
I will get back to revising my book and sharing it with you. It is also having friends like you that keep us moving forward, looking for the good in life and overcoming the obstacles.
Toby Edmondson
FORGIVENESS...Posted Feb-22-07 13:35:48 PST Forgiveness
WHEN IT'S TIME...Posted Feb-22-07 08:27:29 PST
WHEN IT'S TIME TO TAKE BACK OUR LIFE... CHALLENGING OPPORTUNITIESPosted Feb-22-07 07:37:42 PST
Challenging Opportunities Coypwrite 2007 Toby Edmondson NOT WORTH THE TIME...Posted Feb-21-07 19:25:41 PST Not Worth the Time We can not spend our time, with discontent and grief, It shows up with out warning... sneaky time stealing theif. Overlook the irritation, looking way out far beyond, Will make our day much brighter, wave that magic wand. Don't spend time on shouting, or arguing all the issues, Or waste more time with crying, in little paper tissues. Don't let an individual, blow out your brilliant light, The time is truly wasted, when we argue and we fight. Please ignore it or delete it, or simply leave it alone, It probably is something silly, that was simply overblown. Copywrite 2007 Toby Edmondson Any agrunig aoubt my msieus of the Elgish Lnagauge, the cnoetns here-in will be highlighted, then ignored and rdiucled. Dno't mkae fun of my sepliling ethier. LOL FEELING YOUNG...Posted Feb-21-07 07:08:10 PST
ASSETS/NETWORTHPosted Feb-20-07 08:13:31 PST
Assets/Networth
This morning I was taking an inventory of my assets. What are the most important things I have that make life worthwhile? When I come to the end of my path, how will my assets be added? What is my Networth?
My Assets
My most valuable asset is my family. My wife, my children, my mother and my extended family all give me great strength and encouragement to move forward.
My friends have become a part of an extended family that I also draw much courage from and consider them to be a very special asset. I have friends I know, and friends I have yet to meet.
My word is an asset that I must guard carefully. I am so lucky to be able to communicate and need to develop this skill to its fullest. I must always be aware that my word is very important. I must follow through with what I say. I must fulfill my commitments of word, by deed.
Time is a very important asset. How much time I have does not matter as long as I use it to the greatest advantage to all. It will be when my time has run out that my networth can be measured.
With the encouragement and support of my family and friends, I will share my thoughts, my word, with anyone willing to listen. I will follow up my word of commitment with action or my word will have no value. Yesterdays time can not be stored, tomorrow's time can not be gathered. I have only now to make a difference. I must keep focused that now is the time for me to keep on my chosen path.
Copyright © 2007 Toby Edmondson All Rights Reserved LICK MY PLATE CLEAN...Posted Feb-19-07 19:06:24 PST
"Lick My Plate Clean"
I can't remember exactly where I heard this expression. I woke up this morning thinking about it, so maybe on the radio as I was going to sleep. It seems to me that the title to this little note had to do with life and getting the most out of all that is there.
I think I learned from my grandfather to always save my bread to make sure I could clean my plate. (it also helped me capture that last illusive pea on my plate) I do not think this was out of a need to not waste food, as my grandfather weighed in excess of 300 pounds. I think he wanted to savor every last morsel on his plate. He lived his life pretty much the same way, enjoying and appreciating all that life had to offer.
I am glad that memory has come forward in my mind and that I am recording it so I do not forget. I also want to be like my grandfather and lick my plate clean, by living life today and savoring every moment.
Living life in the present is the only way I can appreciate all that is happening. My focus can not be on the yesterdays, or for that matter, worrying about the tomorrow's. My focus must remain where I am now, in the present. I must focus on the best way to reach out to others as my grandfather did. My grandfather must have touched many people in his life. I am told that at his funeral that people had to stand outside the church during services and that the cars stretched for miles on the way to the cemetery.
I think my mother tried to pass living life to its fullest on to us as we were growing and maturing into adults. I remember that at gatherings where food was served we were "required" to try some of everything, even if we "thought" we did not like it. I am thinking now she was preparing us to be able to experience life to its fullest, by trying many different things and experiencing all that was available.
I for one, want to begin to "lick my plate clean". I want to experience all that life has to offer as I maintain a positive outlook on my path in life.
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STRESS!!!Posted Feb-19-07 07:36:54 PST
STRESS!!!
COLD STARTING HELPPosted Feb-17-07 18:34:58 PST
BAGGAGEPosted Feb-16-07 16:48:37 PST Baggage
Last night I had the opportunity to go to the University of Northern Iowa to an improvisational theater type event, uni playback in which the members of the audience tell stories about their lives and the actors recreate the story on stage. Sound like fun?
I must admit to myself that I hate to leave home. I hate getting ready to leave. I also must admit that when I do make myself do things I usually enjoy the activity. What then is my first motivation to leave home?
I have made a commitment to myself to spend more time with my wife, quality time, not just time spent in the same house. Time spent doing things that bring us closer together. Am I then carrying baggage that does not belong to me? No I think that in a relationship there is baggage that is shared. Baggage that becomes the responsibility of both parties to share in the carrying.
When I am carrying shared baggage I must be careful not to make the load heavier than it has to be. Let me look at last night.
Jane came home at 6:30 PM, a little upset that she had not been able to raise me by phone. She had wanted to ask me to come to town to join her for uni playback.
She had to drive from Waterloo to LaPorte City to ask me to go. I can understand the frustration that must have brought upon her. She then is going to ask me to leave home and knows my initial response will be somewhat negative. It was. Partly because I hate to leave and partly because I felt rushed. I decided to go. Jane told me I did not have to go. I said I would. She said I did not have to go, she would go alone. I said I would go. It took until we were actually moving down the highway before I had any sense of "OK, this could be fun". It was about the time we were walking towards the Arts and Communications building on campus that I felt "OK, this probably will be fun". It was sometime after the show started that I sensed that "yes, this is fun." So what happened here?
We made our shared baggage heavier than it had to be. The rocks I put in the bag were my attitude about not ever wanting to go anywhere. More rocks thrown in, showing stress at making a decision and then showing more stress when I felt rushed. Then there are the rocks that I put in that I do not even know I added. Oh yes, Jane added her own rocks, some that she would be aware of now and some that she would not be, but together we almost made our baggage to heavy to carry.
Notice the almost? We did have a good time. The time spent together is always good once we have hoisted our baggage onto the path. So I ask myself, did this all teach me anything? Well I guess I will have answers for that question today as we ready ourselves to leave for a family reunion in Winthrop, IA. What rocks can I leave out of the baggage today as Jane and I move down our chosen path....
Copywrite 2007 Toby Edmondson EMOTIONAL BANK ACCOUNTPosted Feb-15-07 07:25:30 PST Emotional Bank Account
My grandfather used to say, "a penny saved is a penny earned, you better save it for a rainy day". While a penny does not go far anymore, this saying gave me the knowledge that I needed to build an emotional bank account for life's rainy days. What do I put in my account? How do I draw out of the account? Does this account earn interest?
What goes into my account? The good days, the positive feed back from others, the small successes along the path all go into this account. Some of these items in my account are items I worked for and earned. Others are items that are given me by others, as in the many positive responses to my scribblings.
How do I draw from this account? My Emotional Bank Account is what I draw upon to keep moving forward on days that may seem like I am just spinning my wheels. This account gives me 4 wheel drive when the going gets tough. Being able to draw upon past successes enables me to believe in future success, no matter how daunting the task ahead. All the "atta boys" keep me believing that sharing my thoughts can make a difference in the life of another person, and that spurs my motivation. I draw on my account regularly to keep me on track as to what is important in my life.
Does this account bear any interest? The interest only comes when I draw upon the principle to reach out to others. My life and what I do are insignificant in and of themselves, but knowing that I am a small part of a support system for other people, makes my life worth any effort I must give, to keep on the path. Thank you for your deposits into my account.
Copyright © 2007 Toby Edmondson All Rights Reserved TOGETHER WE SHINEPosted Feb-15-07 07:03:28 PST Together We Shine
Let us shine as individuals,
Let this group, shine as a whole.
Let us put forth in our efforts,
Our abilities control,
To share with one another,
in each and every way.
That we may walk together,
And celebrate this day.
Copyright © 2007 Toby Edmondson LUCK...Posted Feb-12-07 07:37:42 PST Luck
I am not thinking about winning the lottery here or games of chance as they are just mathematical accidents. I am thinking about those people who just seem to fall into all the lucky situations. The person who is working at a good job and is offered an even better one. The guy who is on a committee at work and is given even more opportunities on other committees or even be chosen to go to a three day conference at company expense. Why is it that the people who seem to have so much going for them already, are the lucky ones to receive even more opportunities. It just isn't fair!...or is it?
I must admit here that a streak of luck has come my way the last few years. What is it that causes this luck to happen?
As I look at those people of whom I am envious, and then take a moment to think about how lucky I have been recently, there seems to be a causal affect.
Those persons who are doing something are seen as having ability. They are then called upon by others to use those abilities to help on other projects. The new projects increase their knowledge and put them in a position to be ask to reach out further in helping.
In my own case it seems that as I took steps to volunteer to take on new responsibilities, the opportunities to take on more just seemed to happen. It appears to me to be like a locomotive that as it begins to move forward and gains speed, it becomes almost unstoppable. In fact, at times, my locomotive has reached speeds at which I found I must slow down to maintain my position on the track.
What I have perceived to have been luck, is really just being exposed to opportunities by doing something. When I started, my something's were small and insignificant, but seem to have been the catalyst to my future good luck. I will commit myself to doing something, to the best of my abilities, and look for those opportunities to appear.
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THE WOULD PILE...Posted Feb-08-07 09:06:56 PST The Would Pile When I see the tail lights of opportunities that have passed me by, I have this dumb little saying. "Woulda, Coulda, Shoulda, Didn't!" I guess I say that thinking I have missed something of possible value. Why do these things pass me by? I miss many things because of the "Would Pile". The would pile consists of the Woulda's, coulda's, shoulda's, and just plain old didn't's. Along with them I also add excuses to the would pile. I "woulda" done that, but I didn't receive a formal invitation. I "coulda" done that, but I didn't have time. I "shoulda" done that, but I forgot. I didn't do it, well, just because...... These are just examples of the kind of excuses I can come up with for a given situation. The excuses above all have huge holes in them. Woulda received a formal invitation if I had shown interest in the past in whatever that activity was! Coulda had time if I had prioritized. Shoulda written myself a note! Didn't has no excuse except no real interest! My life is simplified when I have an excuse. I do not however sit and think that anyone accepts my excuses. Oh they may smile and console and pat me on the back, but inside they are saying ... "if he just had a little more gumption". They may be completely wrong! But that is what they are thinking. Are they wrong? I suspect that when I am throwing items on my "would" pile, that they are probably correct in their assumptions. I do try to reach for the possibilities that life has to offer. But like anyone else, I guess I have a lazy streak. The coulda's and shoulda's take effort and sometimes I am not willing to put forth that effort. The Didn'ts...well...I also have disinterest in certain things and need to just let that be known. I didn't .... well because I didn't want to. I need to practice saying my I didn'ts earlier. Earlier today, Jane showed me an article. The only thing I can remember from the article now was the statement "You never find yourself until you face the truth." That is the intent of my scribblings everyday. I am looking for my truth. Do I have a "Would" pile? I certainly do...and I believe I will make a little fire along the path to keep me warm....maybe I can make my "Would" pile smaller. Copywrite 2007 Toby Edmondson www.fiventen.com WARNING: Communicable Contagion...Posted Feb-07-07 07:47:56 PST Warning: Communicable Contagion
I am not in the practice of spreading useless information. This is a real alert that should concern EVERYONE!
It seems that there is a communicable condition being spread by knowing and unknowing people. It can be caught by anyone exposed within 6 - 8 feet of the carrier of this condition. You must guard yourself carefully if you want to avoid this condition!
If you are standing in the line at the grocery store and someone with this condition directs their attention your way, it is very possible to catch this condition. I have documented *(see below) cases of this condition being spread by email and other forms of communication. BEWARE!!!
While speaking to a local expert on this condition, I was informed that I might also be a carrier. This was exciting news! Yes, Exciting! In fact, now that I know it may be possible to spread this condition, it has become a passion to try to do just that.
* In one case a person standing in the line at the bank when greeted with the how are you today question, said with a smile on her face: "I am fine, what a wonderful day to be alive." Four people standing in line heard this and began to think that it really was a wonderful day to be alive. There is no documentation of how many people those 4 then infected, but within an hour it seemed that everyone on main street was smiling and greeting each other with the comment: "What a wonderful day to be alive." The result was a regional outbreak of this condition!! How far it spread outside of our little community is anyone's guess, but I believe that a study needs to be done immediately to investigate and insure the continued spread of this condition.
This condition, most commonly known as Positive Attitude, is contagious! It is up to us to become carriers of this "attitude" condition. We can make a difference, making the path that others travel just a little more pleasant. Join me in spreading this alert that all may join in becoming carriers. Copyright © 2007 Toby Edmondson All Rights Reserved .
. Through the Eyes of a ChildPosted Feb-05-07 15:48:29 PST Through the Eyes of a Child In yesterday's article Beyond Feasability, I spent time exploring one possible universe around us. We must bravely move forward, taking all the world
has to offer, good and bad, rejoicing in the simple fact that we are alive to
feel emotions.
We must remove our sunglasses and let the sun again penetrate our thinking.
When we start to actively pursue life and look forward to all the possibilities, we will again, become the gluttons for living life to the fullest that we once were. Stop, take a look at the world through a child's eyes, adding just a pinch of salt to clarify the view with wisdom that comes from seasoning of age. Copyright 2007 Toby Edmondson www.fiventen.com http://stores.bidville.com/fiventen http://www.blujay.com/Fiventen | |||||||||||||