I have been pondering the six degrees to Kevin Bacon. According to Wikipedia, the trivia game Six Degrees of Kevin Bacon is based on the concept of the small world phenomenon and rests on the assumption that any actor can be linked through his or her film roles to actor Kevin Bacon. When I was introduced to the six degrees I was told you can be within six degrees of anyone yourself.
Well, I tried and tried to be within six degrees of Kevin Bacon, to no avail. Last summer I went to see Yakov Smirnoff, the comedian from Russia. In the lobby of his theater is a picture of Yakov and Kevin Bacon. Now, I don’t count shaking Yakov’s hand as a connection. He does that all the time; he wouldn’t know who I was. I felt that needed to be part of the connection. But, I did indeed know his producer that year. The producer knew me my name, knew my family. I know his family and their names. There you have it. Elly Rose, I degree, the producer, 2 degrees, Yakov, three degrees, Kevin Bacon in four degrees.
All of this is leading to the vision of kindness in the world. We are all connected to each other. This is indeed a small world. If we can shine just a little light, soon the world will be glowing. I believe we can make a difference. I believe that as we connect and shine the world, the world will begin to change.
Yakov painted a mural after 9/11. His quote on the painting reads “The human spirit is not measured by the size of the act, but by the size of the heart." I feel that way. We do our giving because of our hearts. Our acts may be small, but our combined hearts are great. Let‘s go make the world shine.
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
A fall on October 24, 2008
I have asthma. It hasn’t been much of a problem until last winter. We were told when we moved into this old home that there was no heat in the bedrooms. Since we liked a cool room we thought it would be absolutely fine. We put a heater in Kathy’s room and the rest of us put another quilt on the bed.
Last winter was very cold. I found out to my great surprise the cold could trigger asthma. Although my body was snug under the covers, I had to walk through extreme cold to go downstairs. I became quite ill. It ended up being was 5 months of fighting to breathe. I didn’t have the energy to climb the stairs, which was really a good thing for me, no more cold rooms. I still didn’t know that though about the trigger. I slept in the chair in the living room. Paul did everything. He took care of Kathy, washed the clothes, cooked dinner, washed the dishes.
There is a point to this story, I promise. We thought we would be moved before winter this year. Another plan that was derailed. Anyway today I sat and watched the temperature drop quickly. I checked the weather report and it will be less than 40 degrees for the next 5 days. I decided that Kathy and I would sleep downstairs and stay warm.
I gathered up my pillows and headed downstairs. Between the second and third landing I fell. It was a surprise to me, I don’t fall downstairs. I go too slowly to do that. As I sat on the landing on my bottom I just had to laugh at how silly that most have looked. I called Paul. He is only 2,000 miles away, he can’t do anything, and he is the one I called. He felt sorry for me, and made me take time to see if anything was broken. Then He had me go down the last 4 stairs. I went into the living and sat down. My right arm was scrapped and hurt. My right leg was swollen. My back hurt, and of course, my ego was damaged a little.
I am moving pretty well tonight. Kathy and I are on the hide-a-bed for the next few nights. If it is upstairs, I don’t need it. I think my glasses are upstairs, and that is where they are staying. So no email, the rest of the day, I do need them to read when I am on the computer.
I was really lucky not to have broken any bones. It was a pretty hard fall, and I am after all, older. The next few days I will just heal.
Last winter was very cold. I found out to my great surprise the cold could trigger asthma. Although my body was snug under the covers, I had to walk through extreme cold to go downstairs. I became quite ill. It ended up being was 5 months of fighting to breathe. I didn’t have the energy to climb the stairs, which was really a good thing for me, no more cold rooms. I still didn’t know that though about the trigger. I slept in the chair in the living room. Paul did everything. He took care of Kathy, washed the clothes, cooked dinner, washed the dishes.
There is a point to this story, I promise. We thought we would be moved before winter this year. Another plan that was derailed. Anyway today I sat and watched the temperature drop quickly. I checked the weather report and it will be less than 40 degrees for the next 5 days. I decided that Kathy and I would sleep downstairs and stay warm.
I gathered up my pillows and headed downstairs. Between the second and third landing I fell. It was a surprise to me, I don’t fall downstairs. I go too slowly to do that. As I sat on the landing on my bottom I just had to laugh at how silly that most have looked. I called Paul. He is only 2,000 miles away, he can’t do anything, and he is the one I called. He felt sorry for me, and made me take time to see if anything was broken. Then He had me go down the last 4 stairs. I went into the living and sat down. My right arm was scrapped and hurt. My right leg was swollen. My back hurt, and of course, my ego was damaged a little.
I am moving pretty well tonight. Kathy and I are on the hide-a-bed for the next few nights. If it is upstairs, I don’t need it. I think my glasses are upstairs, and that is where they are staying. So no email, the rest of the day, I do need them to read when I am on the computer.
I was really lucky not to have broken any bones. It was a pretty hard fall, and I am after all, older. The next few days I will just heal.
Fall in the Ozarks
As Kathy and I drove back into the yard yesterday a strange looking animal darted from the basketball court to the high grass behind the garage. I don’t know what it was, I plan on looking on line for funny dark gray animals with lots of fluffy fur and no visible ears. No tail as far as I can see. This animal was bigger than a house cat, smaller than a German Shepherd. It ran like a dog.
I found out today what the strange animal is in my backyard. It is kind of anticlimactic after looking so hard to figure it out. It is a groundhog, or a woodchuck. Same animal, different names, you call it what you want; it still lives in your back yard. It is a vegetarian, so Kathy is safe from it. So maybe someday I will be able to answer the age old question, how much can a woodchuck chuck? I understand that the woodchuck goes into hibernation soon.
It was so pretty here today. I love the Ozarks in the fall. I love the Ozarks, period. When Kathy and I left to dry clothes today the blackbirds were circling and cawing. Kathy in her wonderful two year old curiosity asked wuz hat? I pointed the birds out to her. The must have been at least fifty flying in a huge circle. When she heard them she wanted to know again what that was. I explained that is how they talk. She wisely shook her head and pointed to the birds and imitated them. So, is caw a new word?
As we were driving to dry our clothes a hawk flew immediately across the road right in front of me. He was a beauty, fierce looking and intense. I have seen hawks and eagles here, but usually up high. In the last few weeks I was honored to see the golden eagle up close, and now this hawk.
After our errands, on our ride home I received a great gift from Mother Nature. I will try to describe it, but words just won’t do it the honor it deserves. I would draw it, but all I am good at with a pencil are stick figures and rainbows.
It was getting dark as I was coming home. There is one last hill to go down before you cross the river and then you go up my hill. The sunset was a vivid orange tonight, and just before I dipped down below the skyline I had a glorious view of this gift.
The sky was darkened and just a band of dark orange was visible. It silhouetted the trees on the top of the hill. Just above all this was one star shining brightly. The beauty of this gift touched my soul.
The Universe gave me beauty to make my soul sing.
I found out today what the strange animal is in my backyard. It is kind of anticlimactic after looking so hard to figure it out. It is a groundhog, or a woodchuck. Same animal, different names, you call it what you want; it still lives in your back yard. It is a vegetarian, so Kathy is safe from it. So maybe someday I will be able to answer the age old question, how much can a woodchuck chuck? I understand that the woodchuck goes into hibernation soon.
It was so pretty here today. I love the Ozarks in the fall. I love the Ozarks, period. When Kathy and I left to dry clothes today the blackbirds were circling and cawing. Kathy in her wonderful two year old curiosity asked wuz hat? I pointed the birds out to her. The must have been at least fifty flying in a huge circle. When she heard them she wanted to know again what that was. I explained that is how they talk. She wisely shook her head and pointed to the birds and imitated them. So, is caw a new word?
As we were driving to dry our clothes a hawk flew immediately across the road right in front of me. He was a beauty, fierce looking and intense. I have seen hawks and eagles here, but usually up high. In the last few weeks I was honored to see the golden eagle up close, and now this hawk.
After our errands, on our ride home I received a great gift from Mother Nature. I will try to describe it, but words just won’t do it the honor it deserves. I would draw it, but all I am good at with a pencil are stick figures and rainbows.
It was getting dark as I was coming home. There is one last hill to go down before you cross the river and then you go up my hill. The sunset was a vivid orange tonight, and just before I dipped down below the skyline I had a glorious view of this gift.
The sky was darkened and just a band of dark orange was visible. It silhouetted the trees on the top of the hill. Just above all this was one star shining brightly. The beauty of this gift touched my soul.
The Universe gave me beauty to make my soul sing.
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Out of my comfort Zone
My first blog, my mind is always full of thoughts, but this has shaken me, so now my mind is empty. I started this blog so that I could comment on my daughter-in-law's blog, so that is what I am going to do now.
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