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Inspiring People

9 Dec

What is a relationship but two people exchanging ideas, beliefs, values…each other?

Nothing.

I find that a relationship isn’t worth having unless you are exchanging these things with the other person. If you aren’t growing, and you aren’t learning, then what’s the value? This is something that I feel in the core of my being, and something I refuse to lose sight of.  When I am in a relationship, I will undoubtedly incorporate something about them into myself. Sometimes it is something I’m consciously aware of, and sometimes it isn’t.

So with that, it seems that I have surrounded myself with many truly inspiring people.

Jessica inspires me to get in touch with my creative side. To go out of the boundaries that I’m used to. To get in touch with the organic side of life.
Allison just so happened to inspire a snort that I can’t seem to shake.
Meghan inspires in me the wholesomeness of being down to earth.
Melissa inspires me to get back to my roots, and keep in touch with the parts of life that I tend to forget.
Michelle inspires me to take that part of me that I try to keep in check so well, and let it run wild.
Andrew inspires adventure that I sometimes need teased out of me.
Amber reminds me to chase my dreams, and that I’ll reach them.
Nathan inspires friendship, no how much distance, time, or trouble separates it.

You all inspire me to write. To create. To love. To be adventurous. Spontaneous. To seek knowledge.

Every single friend I have I’ve shared something with. A moment or a look. An idea or value. And at the end of the day, it isn’t what I’m inspired to do or be, but who inspired me and how that has shaped me.

Inspiration. It’s the breath of life.

Who inspires you? 

The Oddity of the Dream Stranger

14 Aug

Our dreams are filled with many things. Some are inexplicably weird, and others ring too true to reality.

I’ve always found the people that weave in and out my dreams interesting, and the reasons they are there, intriguing. Most recently, I met with a fellow whom I am unfamiliar with…he is a complete stranger. What is even more curious, is I’ve had two dreams about this fellow, and it was as if I had stopped watching a TV show that had continued on without me. Time had passed, and we were both aware of it.

Odd, don’t you think?

The thing I find most strange is that my mind has been able to create a whole, unique person without my conscious awareness. Personality, body, and face were all created without me acknowledging that I was doing so. Of course, when in my awake state, I can create characters but even then, they don’t ever feel as real.

Perhaps I passed a fellow in the street and my subconscious latched onto him, and then it compiled personality traits I like, but I still find it fascinating.

What I would like to believe more is that this man of my dreams is actually a person out there that I have a connection with who I will find one day and live happily ever after with. And I think a small part of me does believe that, because the interaction was so multi-dimensional.

Have you ever dreamed about a complete stranger that you’ve never even seen? Which explanation for my dream do you want to be true? What is your explanation? Do you think there is an interconnectedness between our fellow man that we may be able to traverse wide expanses of area without ever leaving our beds?

The Many Blunders of a Chinchilla Owner

17 Jul

 

Chinchillas aren’t easy. To be even a semi-decent owner, you have to do a whole lot of research on them.

I have a story for you. It isn’t the first time something I’ve had to deal with an entirely new situation with my chinchillas. Last night as I was feeding my chinchillas, my lady, Pandora, decided to take a spin around my bedroom. My kitties weren’t in the vicinity, so I closed the door that leads to my combined bedroom/hallway-closet/bathroom to let her run around until she was ready to come back to her cage. This isn’t out of the ordinary, so I sat on my bed and tried to get my phone to work.

Then I heard a splash. It could only mean one thing: Pandora jumped in the toilet.

I bounded off the bed into the hallway to catch her and see the damage. It wasn’t as bad as I thought; chinchillas are such fast, ninja-creatures that the only thing that got wet was her tummy. My first thought flew straight to all of the chinchilla lore out there.

If chins get wet, they get moldy.

If chins get wet you have to shave them.

And so on. Then, my thoughts ended at a website that talked about blow-drying your chinchilla if it gets wet, and the only thing was to make sure they didn’t overheat or get a chill.

It was my best option, so I wrapper her up in a towel and tried to dry her as best I could (which isn’t an easy task if you take into account the fact that chinchillas let go of their fur when stressed). Then, I put it on low cool and held her up and aimed it at her tummy, then alternated to warm, and back until it was almost completely dry.

Much to my surprise, Pandora LOVED the blow-dryer.

I let her fur dry the rest of the way over night, and gave her a dust bath to top her off the next day. Good as new.

So for any of you out there who own chinchillas or might be interested in getting them, keep this in mind:

1) Their tails don’t fall off like lizards do.
2) They only need at MOST a few pellets – feed them most to all [timothy] hay.
3) Treats are really unnecessary and can be bad for them, so keep them to less than one a day (and by no means more than that). They naturally eat very bland diets.
4) Most of all, don’t be afraid to get creative. My vet made a cone for Pandora out of radiograph film, I use bird perches as chin perches, and I found out my lady loves the blow-dryer by an unfortunate mishap.

 

What kind of pets do you have? What kind of mishaps have you had? Any chinchilla advice to share?