Fair Weather Friends

Why at 44, is it still a jolt, to realize that one still has "fair weather friends?" Or more aptly put, "fair weather acquaintances?" Probably because they are not immediately identifiable. Sometimes the guilt falls on us, because we know the status of a relationship, but continue to hang on for some unknown reason. There is something not always apparent, to gain, and we hold on for our own self-inflicted painful lesson. For every "fair weather friend," there is a true friend waiting to be claimed. Often times less drama is involved, but what we lose in unsettling drama, we gain in affection and reliability. I'm not sure about you, but I'm ready to turn in a few poor relationships, for those that are truly mutual and nurturing. This is my new resolution in the middle of August. It's a grown-up resolution, that prompts me to take responsibility for my own choices and my own happiness. It avoids placing the blame on anyone else, and it shows promise for my future relationships. Once the narcissist, the user, the individual that does not reciprocate is identified, it is wholly within our power to free ourselves from the bad situation. We are NOT powerless! Those of us who feel used and helpless at times, could do well to ponder on this and reclaim our right to the joy of true friendship. It's really out there!

Exploitation of Animals

This evening I was pondering what constitutes the exploitation of animals. It seems easier to answer that question when it comes to identifying the exploitation of people. Today was the Kentucky Derby. It seems to happen so often, that a horse is terribly injured and has to be "put down." Not only must it be extremely painful and terrifying for the animal, but for some sensitive souls like me, it is traumatic to see one of God's beautiful creatures, suffer so for the entertainment of the watching crowds. Millions of dollars are involved in breeding and racing thoroughbreds. Some would argue, that they are among the best "cared for" animals in the world, but the motivation is not the animal's welfare. These horses are bred to perform like machines, and when they no longer can, they are disposed of in some horrific ways. Strange that this had never occurred to me before. Perhaps it was the image of one more horse running on splintered legs, that woke me up. I am just now becoming aware of cruelty to animals, that goes beyond puppy mills and hidden fighting rings. This is something that we can all ponder. While the party atmosphere goes on at the Derby, with smart hats and clothes, food, music and fireworks, how many animals suffer in silence, or are euthanized because we have physically pushed them beyond their limits? Many fatal injuries occur every year, even before the big race. The whip of the jockey, demands that the horse ignore instinct and win. No matter the pain, no matter the cost. Might we find a better way to admire the majestic beauty of the horse? If we knew the extent to which we were lining the pockets of the rich, would we use our time and money differently? Fun that does no harm is the ideal. Please check out the hyperlink. I am very open to comments and opinions that differ from mine. I'm still learning too!http://tinyurl.com15ao3cq