David's Daily Journal

[underdown]

Hi David,

That was a beautiful post about snowflakes. All unique, just like human beings.
And your post about Heath, misunderstanding and discrimination.
It made me think.
Heath was certainly an especially unique person, and that draws attention: the good and the bad; appreciation and misunderstanding.
BetterMost is, to me, anyway, a testament to how much a very unique story; a movie with a very unique cast; can affect sensitive, intuitive people, draw them in, and draw them together.
I've met a lot of those people on BetterMost, where sensitivity (in the nice definition), intuitiveness and uniqueness seem to almost jump out of the posts.
Nowhere else have I seen as much diversity of rapidly changing thoughts; almost like quicksilver. It's as though thoughts and ideas are bouncing around at light speed. (And no wonder people go off topic, sometimes).
So, what the heck if your interests are so many, and change so often? Unique, sensitive, intuitive, inquisitive, thinking people are the reason BetterMost is such a wonderful, interesting place.
Aren't they?
And some are the same people who see the uniqueness of everything, and of every individual, sometimes to the point where the sheer complexity is almost overwhelming.
 

[David In Indy]

I dont know, David. some people say that all this kind of thing is just coincidence and our minds looking for connections...but then sometimes it feels like you are looking out a window and the curtain blows back for a minute and you get a glimpse of something but you don't know what it is...

like there is a big mystery tying things together that if we just concentrated hard enough we could understand everything..

I guess I'm still struggling with it then. It suddenly struck me and I thought I'd mention it to see what other thought about it.

It's so beautiful! I wish we had some snow here...

 

Hi David,

That was a beautiful post about snowflakes. All unique, just like human beings.

.....

Thanks Melissa and Rob!! 

[underdown]

I dont know, David. some people say that all this kind of thing is just coincidence and our minds looking for connections...but then sometimes it feels like you are looking out a window and the curtain blows back for a minute and you get a glimpse of something but you don't know what it is...

like there is a big mystery tying things together that if we just concentrated hard enough we could understand everything..

That's a very good thought.
Maybe people who are sensitive to others, and think outwardly, notice a lot that other folk don't, and see things that are beautiful, or connected.
It seems a rare gift that enables you to see the beauty, and mysteries, and complexity of life, and a rarer gift to pass it on to others.
Not something you need to struggle with. If you just accept that it happens to you, it does seem clearer.

I don't think I'm one of those rare, sensitive, caring people, particularly, but I've had quite a few experiences that scared me because they seemed so amazing. Now, they just happen, and aren't so scary. Intuition, or mind reading, or fate, just not sure, and  I still don't know if they are a blessing or a curse. Once, for example, I just knew the police random breath testers were over the next hill. They were, and I had never seen them there before. Knowing didn't help, of course, except that I did a lot of deep breathing before I reached them, but thankfully wasn't over the limit anyway. It does have it's lighter moments.
 

[David In Indy]

My Mother used to tell me I was "sensitive" but she didn't mean it as in "caring". She was convinced I could commune with the spirit world. She told me I often sat in my room talking to spirits and I described people in my family long dead and who I couldn't have possibly known. When I was 20 an elder from my tribe came to visit my Mom and when I walked into the room and he looked at me he said "You are witko (loosely means "enchanted") aren't you?" I guess he picked up on it almost immediately. Most Native Americans fiercely avoid words like "psychic". Often you will hear the word "wicasha wakan" tossed around in various Sioux tribes to describe it.

Anyway, I've seen some strange things before, and I really don't know if I should be described as a wicasha wakan, but I often seem to make these strange connections. Personally I feel Heath was drawn to Broome St. out of remembrance of Australia, whether he was consciously aware of it or not. And I hope it brought him some comfort.

[David In Indy]

Today is Valentine's Day. I hope everyone has someone to share the day with. Nobody should ever be alone on Valentine's Day. I hope those who don't have their loved one close to them will spend the day with a very good friend. I think it is okay to show a friend platonic affection.

I sent Alex a teddy bear for Valentine's Day. He's a "Love Bandit" teddy bear and I bought him from the Vermont Teddy Bear Co. He comes dressed in a cape and a mask, and he also has a sack of heart shaped candy. I'm hoping he will arrive in England tomorrow.

Anyway, Happy Valentine's Day Bettermost!! 

[injest]

Today is Valentine's Day. I hope everyone has someone to share the day with. Nobody should ever be alone on Valentine's Day. I hope those who don't have their loved one close to them will spend the day with a very good friend. I think it is okay to show a friend platonic affection.

I sent Alex a teddy bear for Valentine's Day. He's a "Love Bandit" teddy bear and I bought him from the Vermont Teddy Bear Co. He comes dressed in a cape and a mask, and he also has a sack of heart shaped candy. I'm hoping he will arrive in England tomorrow.

Anyway, Happy Valentine's Day Bettermost!! 

You are so sweet, David. I am so lucky to have met you and get to call you friend.

{{{David}}}}

[David In Indy]

You are so sweet, David. I am so lucky to have met you and get to call you friend.

{{{David}}}}

You too Jess!! 

{{{{JESS}}}}

[David In Indy]

Alex's bear arrived in England today, just on time for Valentine's Day!! 

The bear arrived while he was at work and one of his flatmates signed for it. Alex called me around 6:00 pm London time, and we talked for about an hour on the phone. We spent most of it crying because we missed each other so much. He told me he was hugging his bandit bear the entire time. I was busy trying to download all the payroll files from the server when he called, and I was watching Titanic. I think Titanic is a very romantic movie and perfect to watch on Valentine's Day. Anyhow I left it on as I talked to Alex. About half way through the telephone conversation came the scene in the movie where they pan out from the boat and show all the dark ocean water. The boat is out there alone in the middle of that huge ocean. Then it suddenly struck me - the Titanic was on its way from England to the US, and just look at all the water!! I didn't like the idea of so much water and distance separating me from my boyfriend. All the thousands of miles of water between us... all the waves, and iceburgs, and sharks!! I don't like to think of all of that between the two of us. He was as close as my ear and yet on the other side of the world from me at the same time.

I sure will be glad when he comes back here. That will happen on March 1st.

Anyway, he got his bear.

[injest]

Good! I am glad he has that bear to hug! (more practice so he can really give you a genuine BEAR hug when he gets back to you!)

[David In Indy]

Cory stayed with me last night and he brought Trevor with him (the bear Alex bought me last year) and I hugged my bear too!

It helped.