Life Coaching, Observations, Reflections, Things that make you go hmmmmm
I got out for a walk last evening and found me a rainbow.
I like rainbows, one from Jersey and one from Niagara Falls.
Here in the City it looked like the rainbow sprung from one building and touched down on a different building. You decide which is which.
I wasn’t the only person grabbing a few shots of the rainbow. Ran in to someone I know and suggested they have a walk around the corner to see what I just told you, roof to roof.
Standing there watching the rainbow, sure it made me think of Kermit.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WS3Lkc6Gzlk
It also made me think that maybe it was 2 rainbows with a common beginning or end, you decide.
G.R. Hambley ©
August 14, 2018
Starring in to the shadow of yourself, ’tis somewhat like starring in to the abyss.
Lyric
Got changes on the mind
Not making them blind
Need a plan that’s been defined
Figured out some things
Left others behind to die
If we’re telling the truth
Knew them both long ago
Rainbows over waterfalls
Heartaches under sunbeams
Smiles pasted on never wear off
Lookin’ for space in between
Somehow someway says the reason
Key inside of me keeps turning
Wound tighter than I’d ever been
Visions aren’t hallucinations
Got changes on the mind
Not making them blind
Now a plan that’s been refined
Theory worked real well
Putting it in to practice
Read all the detour signs
Even heeded the damn things
There aint no battle cry
I’m all out of quiet desperation
Door got closed on the what it is
Wide open to a siren dream
Still a pile of things to do
Goodbyes ‘ill maybe get sent
There’ll be a few to see
Done it all and now I’m free
Those changes on the mind
Didn’t make them blind
Got a plan that’s perfectly mine
G.R. Hambley ©
June 27, 2018
Working Title – Whiny Awards
You’re not yourself when you’re whiny. Unless of course you’re a manipulative then you are yourself and thanks for being one of those exceptions that proves the rule.
I appreciate that Snickers has taken the Coke Concept and gave it legs, legs that you can kick people with.
We also have the ignorant whiner, those of any RITE, the “Radical Left” for example. Yes, that does mean Liberals because a flake by any other name is still whining, liberally. I’m old school, back in the day when “Flake” was more than enough.
I do appreciate that to a Liberal or Demoncrat (not a typo), that a Conservative “RANT” may appear to be a whine, it isn’t.
The thing is, with a conservative on a rant, you can get through to them with a “Constervation”. Yes, it was me that added that word to Urban Dictionary.
This chatter actually took place. Names and genders have been changed to satisfy the emotionally controlling snowflake safe space demands.
HE SAID
Ran in to a buddy. He took them for me.
SHE SAID:
Clearly, that was written by the Swedish Chef- not the French!
So… you’re whiny today?
HE SAID:
I’m never whiny. It’s for the awards I’ll hand out.
Buddy and I were having that conversation. A film project he’s doing. We were talking about dispositions.
SHE SAID:
I admit, you didn’t look very whiny in the photo, thus I had to ask.
When will you be handing out said awards? That would be quite the ceremony!
HE SAID:
You think it’ll be appreciated that I used both official languages?
Hey, have you folks got 1 yet?
SHE SAID:
I appreciate it.
Of course we don’t have one here- that would require the general population to actually learn something! You know, put in the effort…
HE SAID:
SNARKASM!
For those of you looking to use derivatives “En Francais”…
pleurnichard – crybaby
du pleurnichard – the whiner
avec pleurnichard – with whimper
In the moment I’m not sure whom or what to hand out the “1st Whiny” to. You know for certain I’ll be working on it. This is just a sample image. I think the final art work will be a bit creepy cuz whiny sure gives me the creeps!
G.R. Hambley ©
June 23, 2018
This morning as I’m going in to my coffee spot I encountered signs, two of them to be precise. Those two s
signs were an easy jump in to something else I’m working on.
In the moment and I’ve been saying it for a couple decades, Orwell missed by 50 years. Part of my reasoning that Orwell missed by 50 years you can see in my “Jacked In” piece.
It only took Microsoft a shade over 20 years to learn they erred, grievously.
The first one, a sign for the good service elves who take good care of the patrons. All of the patrons and not just the regulars they come to know.
When I first saw the sign I thought to myself , hey their concerns have reached across the 49th parallel. I understand this is more in their dealings with each other than with the customers.
There are only 2 places you meet people and 2 places only. At work and in your activities. That’s it.
Sexual Harassment without question is a problem and it is wrong. Telling people whom they can and can’t express an interest is also without question blatantly wrong. I feel for people who have encountered someone and harbour a genuine interest
The way I see it, if you have a genuine interest you have two options and two options only. You can move and persue a relationship or you can suppress.
The other sign was the tour bus of Ontario’s PC Leader. Not the first time I’ve seen that bus. I haven’t seen the Leaders of the sitting Liberals or of the NDP at all.
Again a government has displayed it’s totalitarian disdain for the people and the people have been cast in to having to vote strategically to remove the blight. Having to vote strategically because of what these fools have brought upon themselves.
All of the parties want the acquiescence of the people. They are all the same.
The best person for my riding may be the Liberal. Sorry Charlie, no vote for you!
This is how I see it going tomorrow.
The PC’s will be given a mandate by the voters. Whether it will be a majority or minority I’m just not certain. If I have to pick one, I say majority.
G.R. Hambley ©
June 06, 2019
All images are my own.
ADDENDUM MAY 27 (early), 2018
I heard yesterday, after this piece was already scheduled for posting that today is the last show. We are going to need a top 500 list from Pschedelic Psunday!
“Good Friend” is more of an aficionado of the “Theme Song” than I am and did ask if I was going to have to live in monochrome. To which I replied that there is only 1 thing I can say to that and it does qualify for this spot with a 1973 release date…. KODACHROME
And as I start this little tale up, my coffee spot has a staple of “Psychedelic Psunday” playing, “Ooh La La, The Faces”. A little Ronnie Wood on YouTube for you. This one will get you to the original on Spotify.
From the beginning…
You could of course hop over to the Mighty Q and listen to what they got going on.
The wiki regarding Psychedelic Psunday needs updated. It starts at noon now.
The art. I was working on an image and as I told “Good Friend”, I screwed up right on this one. I didn’t select everything I wanted thinking I had and when I made the new image, the mask is pretty much what my copy got.
I sent the capture along to “Good Friend” who responded with, “This is you on Psychedeic Sunday isn’t it?”. I agreed and said, “That’s actually a good idea”.
Yes I added some touches from my repertoire to make it exactly to my liking and added the word imagery. Exactly to mu liking can be construed as perfect, to me.
Y’all are seeing what a friend triggered with a little banter. I probably wouldn’t have thought of giving the piece a tie to how much I enjoy the Radio on Psunday afternoon.
If you want to use the image as a desktop background, feel free. If you can stand me looking at you all the time that is.
G.R. Hambley May 27, 2018 ©
Present tense, with willful consideration, a different state of usual
Remembering as reinforcement instead of making denial
Elixirs of pharmacology, self preservation tames self reservation
Every assist carries it’s own special enlightening twist
More is less but less is also more and the desirous state of being
Pragmatists, by all accounts, should partake of that they teach
Take that step or two outside the self and look well around
Instances repetitive, if you can call almost daily repetitive
Voyaging this damned derelict, course adjustment laid in
Escape by degrees, found in the enacting of the enlightenment
G.R. Hambley ©
May 12, 2018
I came across a short learning modality questionnaire, “The VARK”.
I also did a second short questionnaire on, “Teachers and Trainers. My personal result and teaching style result don’t surprise me as I already knew I am of multimodality.
The way in which each of us learn best.
What I find interesting in my returns is that my learning method is different than my teaching method.
For me learning is “read/do” and teaching is “see/do”. This makes sense to me. I was in a trade where see/do is significant for the learning apprentice.
We are not always going to have what are learning delivered to us in the style we like it best. When that happens, is we have to pay closer attention to the material we are learning.
Do the questionnaire and find out what your modality is. Do it with your kids and discover what works best for them and where you’ll have to give or get help.
Temet Nosce, is Latin for “Know Thy Self”. Knowing what works best for you and doesn’t aint a bad thing at all.
G.R. Hambley ©
April 29, 2018
Lyric
Rainy Day Play
Rain clouds, big frowns
moping around all over town
Let a smile be my umbrella
now I’m damn near drowned
Tired of these hundred and
fifty thousand shades of grey
Come on wind, whip, whip, whip
whisk those pissing clouds away
Been running in a mood for days
don’t see it changing real soon
Not in any mood for anyone’s wit
tired of the puddle jumper waltz
Head down and going horizon bound
still thinking I’m gonna drown
Rain, rain go away come again
say about six months from June
trudging along under the pouring weather
cold rain soaking through the leather
trying hard to keep it all together
Found her down on the Carrillo shore
she’s not caring that the weather pours
Ankle deep in the breaking waves
head bowed and tilting at the wind
Hear her swearing she aint going
she’s not ever going back to that hotel
Catches me catching her crazy storm
Now I’ worry about her harping on me
Just gonna keep right on waltzing by
got my own crazy self to talk to
She’s got such a lovely face
she’s cries about that Camarillo place
Who ever stops for their hospitality
brillo pad scrubbed and scarred
Singing how people are so typical
the truth is the place aint mythical
trudged along under the pouring weather
cold rain soaked through the leather
tomorrow is already looking better
happy I got all mine sort of together
Among all the other smiles
There you were dancing free
Your gypsy skirt flying high
Girl you caught more than my eye
Couldn’t help but watch you move
Hair water falling down your back
You caught me staring madly
Saw your eyes make me your mark
Keeping time with those devilish hips
Lips sending me your angel kiss
Gypsy woman crooks her fingertip
Calling with her wiles to play her game
The same music keeps playing on
Everyone with their own old verse
Those others don’t have the sense to go
We gotta romance and they’re in the road
G.R. Hambley ©
February 23, 2018
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