A Blue State of Mind

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I spent 48 years caring about what people thought of me. I'm not spending the rest of my life caring about that anymore!

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

Star Light, Star Bright

What did you do last night?

I lay in bed, listening to Chris Botti's new CD "Italia" on the ole iPod and watched the black sky with illuminated clouds slowly crawl across the sky moved by a gentle eastward breeze and wondered.

I wondered about bravery and the people who appear brave to me. Regulars to this site know that I dream of being a brave woman but still fall short. On the eve of Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.'s holiday I wondered if I could ever be as brave as he and his wife. Or like Benazir Bhutto, Mother Theresa, Harriet Tubman. My mother. Our soldiers. I wondered what their secret was and how I could be like them.
I wondered about that single star that was shining back at me. I wondered how it could be so vibrant and brilliant, strong enough to shine through all the haze, light pollution and clouds to twinkle at me.

Then I set the iPod sleep timer to turn off in thirty minutes, closed the window and went to sleep.


Blogger Empress Bee (of the High Sea) said...

honey you just need a cabin boy! ha ha ha ha ha

smiles, bee

January 16, 2008 6:19 AM  
Blogger Donnetta Lee said...

Hey, there. I wish I could be brave. Somehow it just isn't in me! But, I do hang in there somehow. Maybe that's being just a tiny bit brave. Think I'll sleep, too.

January 16, 2008 12:21 PM  
Blogger Smalltown RN said...

We are all brave in our own little way....but to do the things that those you mentioned is a passion....one must be passionate about an issue to pursue...hubby nicely jokes with me about when I get passionate about an issue...he says..."honey don't you feel a letter coming on?" meaning....I write to the papers and politicians when I believe there is an injustice, I go to rallies...I am not afraid to speak out..if I know the issues can speak to the issue and am passionate about the issue...nothing will stop me....you know who I think about...is the pioneers....what gave the drive to fordge towards new lands? The earlier voyagers..what made them spend months and months at sea not knowing if they would ever see land again...and yes, what did they think when they looked up at the night sky?

January 17, 2008 9:48 AM  
Blogger Dave said...

One thing I miss about living in a smoggy, light filled city is the sky. As I type, I'm picturing the sky over my parents' house in Northern Michigan when I visited while in my twenties. Star upon stare upon star. No sound other than a frog or two. Just me and the sky.

January 17, 2008 3:40 PM  
Blogger Jeni said...

Debo - in your own way, I think you are indeed also very brave too. It takes a certain type of bravery to try to live your life -as you do - following your beliefs, just trying to be the best person you can be. I guess at times, I am a bit like Smalltown RN -my kids would often say when they saw I was riled up about something or other "Uh oh! I feel a letter to the editor in the air." Usually they were right too. Maybe I've mellowed or something - maybe it's having the blog too and using it from time to time to rant -but it's been a good 2 1/2 years since I last did a letter to the editor - or my representative or the governor. Heck - I even wrote to Barbara Bush once too -and even got a response on a couple levels from that one!

January 17, 2008 4:34 PM  
Blogger Meloncutter said...

Try a little oil and flour. That makes me brave.

Good post though, thought provoking, insightful and from the heart. You are a very deep and special person. You are brave in ways you will never know until your personal bravery arises to the occasion. Never sell yourself short.

Bravery is never something we can plan or make ourselves be. It is in us laying dormant until it is needed and we never know its there.

Later Y'all.

January 17, 2008 7:07 PM  
Blogger Debo Blue said...

Empress-I do need a cabin boy. Named Dave Baptista. Anything you can do to help:-)

Donetta-I guess hanging in there and not giving up displays bravery. Never thought about it like that 'til you and Jeni explained it.

Smalltown-You wrote about the early sailors. Now that's bravery or crazy? But then, where would we be? Still in Spain, I guess. Being passionate about something definitely helps.

Dave-my grandfather lived in a small town in Arkansas. Many times we'd sit out under the sky and marvel at the vast number of stars in the sky, even the odd falling star. One day I'll live in one of those small towns where a full sky of stars will be the norm.

Jeni-you're always there to say the right stuff aren't you? Like Donetta Lee wrote, just to keep getting up everyday and go on is bravery in itself. I might have to get an S and stamp on my chest

Melon-your putting on that uniform for twenty years and dealing with the worst of humanity and you're calling ME brave? Um, nope.

January 17, 2008 11:01 PM  

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