Keeping Perspective

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I thought this was a good photo to depict the importance of keeping perspective in life.


It is easy for any of us to “get bent out of shape” over big and little things alike. 


But if we sort of zoom out a little and see the larger perspective of things then perhaps we can realize that while our problems may be big for us, they are really small in comparison to the bigger picture or G-d’s eye view. 


Yes, to us, little can be big, and big can be little, but if we could just recognize that we are part of something so much more, we can get that finer-tuned perspective on what’s truly important and what’s more trivial. 


It doesn’t mean that our feelings of hurt, pain, loneliness, or injustices in the world are not important. 


They are significant for us to try to deal with them and make things better. 


Yet, we cannot go back in time and right all the wrongs, and we cannot change all the things about ourselves that we’d like to in a presto change-O wave of the hand moment. 


Life, change, and improvement are incremental. 


Sometimes, we make progress only then to fall back some. 


But overall, we need to keep the momentum of positive change for ourselves, forward.


But why are we even here? 


My wife said something the other day as follows:

“We are here in order to learn why we are here!”


Sounds confusing, but really maybe it’s not. 


Our souls are sent here in the temporary vessels of our mortal bodies.


We are here so we can spend time here in this complex and interactive world, and learn from our relationships, positively and negatively with each other. 


The learning corrects our soul’s imperfections and makes us better human and spiritual beings and brings us closer to G-d. 


At the same time that we are here, we should make it as pleasant as possible for ourselves and each other (but not over-the-top in a nihilistic and debauchery type of way). 


Stay fit, support yourselves and your family, live reasonably comfortably, so that you can pursue your karmic-driven learning and growth toward inner perfection. 


Like Buddha, we seek to purify our souls before they return to our Maker. 


In the realm of things, we are a very small microscopic human insect, but in the bigger picture, we are part of the ultimate magnanimous giving of opportunity to fix and maybe even come close to perfecting ourselves to be more like our beautiful and merciful Creator. 😉


(Source Photo: Andy Blumenthal)

Broken Mirror Reflections D.C.

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So I took this photo of a smashed mirror hanging out of a corner trash can in downtown D.C.

Half is reflecting the garbage in the can and half is reflecting the buildings and trees outside. 

Such a metaphor for the society we live in these days. 

Where we are broken, and society is broken, and certainly lots of government is broken. 

And the shards of glass reflect on the both the garbage of what has piled up inside us and the system, but also the possibilities on the outside for development, growth, and change. 

The broken mirror with the sharp glass shards is dangerous, but perhaps by seeing the mess we are in, we can finally step up and do something to fix it. 

No more circling the wagons, infighting or deflecting from the issues; no more blaming the past or demonizing the opposition; no more excuses for stagnation, incompetence, or impotence; no more whitewashing and red tape; no more firefighting, shoddy quick fixes or waiting for another break/fix; no more whirlwind spin around the dazed and confused; no more sugar-coating, backpedaling, or dressing up or down the facts; no more playing politics or deceiving ourselves and others–is that even possible any longer?

Instead, we change to a model of acknowledging that which is broken and teaming together to fix it–doing something positive, and constructive for ourselves and the world–oh, fix it Dear Henry, please fix it.  😉

(Source Photo: Andy Blumenthal)

I Couldn’t Do It

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No this isn’t my car, but it’s definitely old. 


So we were going to go sell one of our older cars tonight. 


One of the warning lights recently went on and when we took it to the dealer he told us it would be thousands to service it. 


After agonizing about it, we resigned ourselves to just getting rid of it and not investing anymore $$$ in an old car.


We went to the car to empty it and get it ready.


As I watched Dossy cleaning it out, all these memories started racing through my head–seeing Dossy behind the wheel as well the kids. 


Remembering all the good times we had driving here and there together. 


But this was Dossy’s car and it was special to her and I knew it. 


I looked again at her and said, “I can’t do it–let’s just keep it.”


She looked at me–and gave me the biggest smile. 


When we went back inside, she said to me, “You love me!”


And I said, “Of course, I do.”


Now, we get the car fixed–some things you can’t put a price on. 


P.S. Last week, she threatened to move out if I didn’t agree to fix it. 😉


(Source Photo: Andy Blumenthal)

Starbucks – BYOF

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Okay, this was the second week in a row at Starbucks that I’ve seen people BYOF.



BYOF = Bring Your Own Food.



This gentleman relaxing on a Sunday has brought his ziplock bag and with some nice looking pound cake at that.



Message to Starbucks…either your food is really bad, overpriced, or perhaps a little of both. 



You pride yourself on your coffee and everyone pays a premium for it, but you are slacking on the food side of the coffeehouse. 



Seems like a big opportunity–fix your food (finally!) and make gazillions of dollars more off the addicted masses that flock to your coffee havens. 



My consulting fee…we can discuss. 😉



(Source Photo: Andy Blumenthal)

How Do You Kill A Pothole?

How Do You Kill A Pothole?

With a pothole killer, of course.

This is a funny truck roaming around Washington, D.C.

Even the phone number tells the story…dial 1-877-Fix Road.

All American too – red, white, and blue with the stars and stripes.

Bang, Bang. Pothole Dead. 😉

(Source Photo: Andy Blumenthal)