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This ning was created on June 30th but it didn't "open for business" until July 8th, so we are not quite 2 months old. This group is special and everyone's contributions are making it what it is...a safe space to learn about earth changes, share information, discuss theories, find support, make friends and, most importantly, enlighten the world about the coming disaster.
And, LOL, this ning did NOT implode when we reached 100 members nor did I have a nervous breakdown as false predictions were claiming.
So, let's keep rocking the Casbah!
Yep. Looks like we have some solid evidence now. It's not our imaginations. I did some research for John DiNardo regarding water main breaks. Here are the findings, copied from emails:
John,
I started this project and ran across this website: watermainbreakclock.com. According to it, on average over 700 water mains break in Canada and the U.S. per day. Since January 2000, 2,728,237 water mains have broken. That’s in excess of 255,500 per year. So, there is no way to accurately list how many water mains are breaking.
I checked Google (using YYYY (for the year) WATER MAIN BREAKS) and found some broad numbers which indicate an upward trend in water main breaks chatter. I don’t know if that corrolates with an increasing number of actual breaks, but I think it is reasonable to assume so. I checked for the following years:
As of 09/02/10, there are 8,540,000 entries, 20.28% increase over 2009 (so far this year).
For 2009, there are 6,940,000 entries, 8.5% decrease over 2008.
For 2008, there are 7,530,000 entries, 15.27% increase over 2007.
For 2007, there are 6,380,000 entries, 33.07% increase over 2006.
For 2006, there are 4,270,000 entries, 40.04% increase over 2005.
For 2005, there are 2,560,000 entries, 58.98% increase over 2004.
For 2004, there are 1,050,000 entries, 5.42% increase over 2003.
(According to ZetaTalk, PX entered the inner solar system in 2003)
For 2003, there are 996,000 entries, 22.66% increase over 2002.
For 2002, there are 812,000 entries, 18.71% increase over 2001.
For 2001, there are 684,000 entries.
For 2000, the numbers were very high, apparently skewed by the use of the round number “2,000” to indicate the number of breaks in a given area in a number of articles rather than the year 2000.
Cheryl
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Hey, Cheryl, this is excellent work that you have done. That's a clever strategy you've thought of, and it has
yielded significant conclusions as to the upward trend in water main breaks. Yes, it is reasonable to assume that Internet chatter about water main breaks indicates an actual increase in the breaks. Yes, McCanney also said, in 2004, that he/they believe that Planet X penetrated the heliosphere in 2003, based upon the surge in return current discharge sheets, I believe, within the Solar System. So, the credibility of that belief increases with both McCanney and Nancy agreeing, despite their mutual disassociation. I think you've done more than I could have imagined in this pursuit of data. Moreover, it is exciting for me to see that your findings track the increase in solar activity and its temporary lull in 2009, due to what I had theorized was caused by Planet X passing below Jupiter's orbital path, as supported by the photographed great comet collision into Jupiter's deep southern hemisphere on July 20, 2009. So, your efforts present solid evidence to show that major Earth rumblings are intensifying. Now, all of us are challenged to think of ways in which we can bring this information to to people who, by nature and by trade, would be inspired to disseminate it to many more such people. I'm grateful to you, as every other concerned person would be.
John
INDICATIONS ARE THERE, ALREADY SNOWING IN SCANDINAVIA AND NORTHERN RUSSIA; UK NEAR FREEZING THIS WEEKEND
Hi,
Joe Bastardi of Accuweather, who is on TV frequently, is predicting a very cold winter based on the fact that both the Arctic and the Antarctic are amassing much more sea ice. The Arctic did not melt as much as it has been, and the Antarctic has been packing on the sea ice shelves. Now the ETs ... say that the north pole of the Earth has been facing the Sun more than usual this summer, bringing huge heat to the northern hemisphere while freezing off the southern hemisphere. They say that Planet X is moving toward us with its' north pole causing ours to bounce back and forth toward the Sun more than usual.
I don't know what to think personally, but I see lots of little signs. One is the common 2" fuzzy caterpillar we see at the end of the summer with black on both ends and brown fuzz in the middle. It is said that the width of the brown stripe indicates the severity of the winter. I started seeing those caterpillars last week, which are common in Maine and New England. The first three I saw had 1/2 inch of black, with one inch of brown in the middle. BUT today I saw one I have NEVER seen before: it was ALL brown, no black. That would mean it is going to be a bitterly cold winter with lots of snow! If I spot that one again, or others like it, I will have to take a photo.
Feel free to write me if you have any further thoughts or information. Usually at the end of the summer you hear a zzzzzZZZZZZZZzzzzzz from grasshoppers I guess. They say that on the day you first hear that, the first frost will be 6 weeks away. I heard it on August 1st and that would make the first frost September 15th. Usually here on the coast we do not get a hard freeze up until between Christmas and New Years. We have gotten snow as early as October and as late as May, but our usual snow season starts after Thanksgiving and ends the beginning of April. That is because being on the coast, the ocean makes the winter more temperate. Usually even if it snows in October or before Thanksgiving, it melts or isn't much.
We have just gone through the biggest heatwave here in Maine, over 90 degrees 5 days in a row, since July 1999. And next week is supposed to be 25 degrees or more colder. It seems hard to believe that we might be entering a major cold spell. I wonder what the Farmer's Almanac is going to say for 2011. It is interesting that Los Angeles had its coolest summer in years. They hardly broke 90 degrees at all.
Gordon
Here's a copy of some of George's commentary for those who follow Clif's work, and for those following the concern of people suddenly snapping....
Thursday's Curious Web Bot Hit
Had a most interesting conversation with Clif about how the attack by a lone
gunman at the Discovery Channel in Maryland on Wednesday is an important
temporal marker in the developing mass rejection of "The Big Lies" that are
propagated by MainStreamMedia (the MSM).
We've been watching this part of the language evolve over the past couple of
months because of the 'heads up' contained in the June 20th "Shape of
Things To Come" report which outlined how the schism between what people see
with their own eyes on topics like the environment and the economy are vastly
different from the media portrayals of reality:
"As modelspace is progressed through Summer, and especially through
late July through to very late September, the [degradation] of the [business
as usual] blather from the [propagandists] is indicated to become so
[blatant] as to [incite ridicule] within the [mass social body] of the
Populace/USofA. The entity is clearly indicating that we will all begin to have a [private joke] about the [latest lies] coming from the [propaganda blitzers on
teevee]. It would seem that this trend of [active] and [acknowledged
disbelief] of the [mainstream media] will be [captured] by several
[comics/pundits] over late July and early August. The data sets
indicate that several of these [pundits/comics] will be [vocal] and [blatant] in
their use of this meme and are indicated to [benefit] considerably from this
[involvement] in the emerging trend. Note that these stand-up [acerbic wits]
are significant precisely because this [visibility of disbelief] is a
temporal marker for the larger emerging theme which will have its major
impact beginning in September. Also at this time, which is to say over
Summer, and into very early Fall, 2010, the [minion class (of politicians)]
will be [freaking out] and [acting impulsively] as the [pressures] are being
[sensed/felt] from the [public]." (Link to www.Urbansurvival.com and
www.halfpasthuman.copm required if cited)
Over at the Salon.com website, you can read the Lee demands and when
you go through them point-by-point they seem to point at the same kind of
'revolutionary' mindset that is characterized elsewhere in the HPH reports.
While the Lee writings are characterized with the emotionally 'hot' term' manifesto', some of his larger points about soaring human population may be viewed more as dangerous to the prevailing social paradigm than dangerous (except for the fact he got a gun involved).
His point about the television's glorification or war and related technology
somewhat tracks to the linguistic expectations about calling out the PTB Big Lies.
And example:
"All programs promoting War and the technology behind those must cease. There is no sense in advertising weapons of mass-destruction anymore.
Instead, talk about ways to disassemble civilization and concentrate the message in finding SOLUTIONS to solving global military mechanized conflict. Again, solutions solutions instead of just repeating the same old wars with newer weapons. Also, keep out the fraudulent peace movements. They are liars and fakes and had no real intention of ending the wars. ALL OF THEM ARE FAKE! On one hand, they claim they want the wars to end, on the other, they are demanding the human population increase. World War II had 2 Billion humans and after that war, the people decided that tripling the population would assure peace. WTF??? STUPIDITY! MORE HUMANS EQUALS MORE WAR!"
The shooting of Lee is a kind of temporal culmination of what's been developing
as an undercurrent in Western culture over many months; people are starting to
question and that tends to raise my confidence in some of what the linguistics hold for the fall.
To name a few, based on this event as a key temporal marker, we ought to
see a three month decline in the markets getting underway shortly.
Then, the next indicator, at least of critical concern to small
investors, savers, and po' folks like us who still dare to dream of retirement --
and this should come along before the big tipping point in the second week
of November -- may be the 'laughing man' on national media.
The linguistics have us on the lookout for some character of note on
national TV laughing while most of his colleagues are puking and sickened by the
declines in the markets going on.
Seems this fellow will be getting a 'last laugh' as people who've been
told repeatedly "Warning - here comes trouble in paper markets!" but chose to
ignore it, and have stayed in on the long side, will end up where most bulls
do: In a financial slaughterhouse.
Related, I posted a pre-open trading note for www.peoplenomics.com
subscribers including an alert from Robin Landry which may be accessed (subscribers only) here.
Thar' He Blows Department
Another part of Clif's predictive work has been the expectations building around
unusual weather which should be contributing to shortages of basics like food in coming months. Granted, a hurricane is NOT particularly unusual, but the evolving sidebar stories may be.
The arrival of Hurricane Earl is something of a precursor event in the Bigger Picture that emerges from the different data sets, but hardly matters if you happen to be one of the hundreds of thousands who will experience nature's fury firsthand between now and Tuesday of next week.
Island evacuations along the east coast are underway now and the forecast update looks like this:
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Key thing about the weather - I mean Earl aside - is that it is already having
an impact on food prices. Russia's harvest losses, the decline in Canadian
wheat expected - all this kind of weather related background is emerging
as the highest food prices in two years.
EASTERN NEW GUINEA P.N.G. 4.9
SIMEULUE INDONESIA 4.4, 4.9
NEAR EAST COAST OF HONSHU 5.0
ANDAMAN ISLANDS INDIA 4.9
FIGI REGION REGION 4.9 DEPTH 560
CENTRAL CA 3.2
VANUATU 4.8
DOMINICAN REPUBLIC 4.2 DEPTH 163KM
News Alert
from The Wall Street Journal
An offshore oil rig has exploded in the Gulf of Mexico, west of the site of the April blast that caused the massive oil spill.
Seven helicopters, two airplanes and four boats are en route to the site, about 80 miles south of Vermilion Bay along the central Louisiana coast.
A Coast Guard officer says it hasn't been determined whether the structure is a production platform or a drilling rig or whether workers were aboard.
The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder.
I turned around to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her entire being.
She said, "Hi handsome. My name is Rose.
I'm eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?"
I laughed and enthusiastically responded, "Of courseyou may!" and she gave me a giant squeeze.
"Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?" I asked.
She jokingly replied, "I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married, and have a couple of kids..."
"No seriously," I asked. I was curious what may havemotivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age.
"I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm getting one!" she told me.
After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake.
We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months we would leave class together and talk nonstop.
I turned around to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her entire being.
She said, "Hi handsome. My name is Rose.
I'm eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?"
I laughed and enthusiastically responded, "Of courseyou may!" and she gave me a giant squeeze.
"Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?" I asked.
She jokingly replied, "I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married, and have a couple of kids..."
"No seriously," I asked. I was curious what may havemotivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age.
"I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm getting one!" she told me.
After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake.
We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months we would leave class together and talk nonstop.
I was always mesmerized listening to this "time machine" as she shared her wisdom and experience with me.
Over the course of the year, Rose became a campusicon and she easily made friends wherever she went.
She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up.
At! the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet.
I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor.
Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said, "I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell you what I know."
As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, "We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing.
There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success. You have to laugh and find humor every day. You've got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die.
We have so many people walking around who are dead and don't even know it!
There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up.
If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty-eight.
Anybody can grow older. That doesn't take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change. Have no regrets.
The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those with regrets."
She concluded her speech by courageously singing"The Rose."
She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives.
At the year's end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those years ago.
One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep.
Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never too late to be all you can possibly be.
Over the course of the year, Rose became a campusicon and she easily made friends wherever she went.
She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up.
At! the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet.
I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor.
Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said, "I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell you what I know."
As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, "We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing.
There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success. You have to laugh and find humor every day. You've got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die.
We have so many people walking around who are dead and don't even know it!
There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up.
If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty-eight.
Anybody can grow older. That doesn't take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change. Have no regrets.
The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those with regrets."
She concluded her speech by courageously singing"The Rose."
She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives.
At the year's end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those years ago.
One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep.
Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never too late to be all you can possibly be.
These words have been passed along in loving
memory of ROSE.
REMEMBER, GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY.
REMEMBER, GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY.
GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL.
We make a Living by what we get,
We make a Life by what we give
"Good friends are like stars.........
"Good friends are like stars.........
You don't always see them,
but you know they are always there."
One Flaw In Women
Women have strengths that amaze men.
They bear hardships and they carry burdens,
but they hold happiness, love and joy.
They smile when they want to scream.
They sing when they want to cry.
They cry when they are happy
and laugh when they are nervous.
They fight for what they believe in.
They stand up to injustice.
They don't take "no" for an answer
when they believe there is a better solution.
They go without so their family can have.
They go to the doctor with a frightened friend.
They love unconditionally.
They cry when their children excel
and cheer when their friends get awards.
They are happy when they hear about
a birth or a wedding.
Their hearts break when a friend dies.
They grieve at the loss of a family member,
yet they are strong when they
think there is no strength left.
They know that a hug and a kiss
can heal a broken heart.
Women come in all shapes, sizes and colors.
They'll drive, fly, walk, run or e-mail you
to show how much they care about you.
The heart of a woman is what makes the world keep turning.
They bring joy, hope and love.
They have the compassion and ideas.
They give moral support to their
family and friends.
Women have vital things to say
and everything to give.
HOWEVER, IF THERE IS ONE FLAW IN WOMEN,
IT IS THAT THEY FORGET THEIR WORTH.
Please pass this along to all your women friends
and relatives to remind them just how amazing they are.
I have done as requested... wayinktelo
WHAT DO INSTRUCTORS MAKE?
(Adapted and altered from an e-mail message)
(Dedicated to all of my teachers... to all who instructed me in my career [and the patient Elders who gifted me, ability]... and to all who have instructed Peace Keepers... and to those who currently instruct Peace Keepers.)
The dinner guests were sitting around the table discussing life. One man, a CEO, decided to explain the problem with the educational process. He argued, "What's a student going to learn from someone who decided his best option in life was to become an Instructor?" He reminded the other dinner guests what they say about Teachers/Instructors: "Those who can, do. Those who can't, teach." To stress his point he said to another guest; "You're an Instructor. Be honest. What do you make?"
The dinner guests were sitting around the table discussing life. One man, a CEO, decided to explain the problem with the educational process. He argued, "What's a student going to learn from someone who decided his best option in life was to become an Instructor?" He reminded the other dinner guests what they say about Teachers/Instructors: "Those who can, do. Those who can't, teach." To stress his point he said to another guest; "You're an Instructor. Be honest. What do you make?"
(Of course he meant in dollars...)
The Instructor who had a reputation for honesty and frankness replied,
The Instructor who had a reputation for honesty and frankness replied,
"You want to know what I make?
(Paused for a second... then began...)
"Well, I make students work harder than they ever thought they could.
I make a passing grade feel like the Congressional Medal of Honor.
I make students sit through 50 minutes of class time when others cannot
I make a passing grade feel like the Congressional Medal of Honor.
I make students sit through 50 minutes of class time when others cannot
make them sit for 5 minutes without being entertained...
You want to know what I make?
(Pausing again, and looking at each and every person at the table.)
I make them wonder.
I make them question.
I make them criticize.
I make them experience what they need to know.
I make them have respect and take responsibility for their actions.
I teach them to communicate and then I make them communicate.
I make them listen, see and learn.
I make them show all their efforts in problem solving.
I make my students from other countries learn everything they need to know in English.
I make my training space a place where all my recruits and students learn safety and survival as well as job application to achieve the goal set for them.
I make my students stand at attention to say the Pledge of Allegiance to the Flag, because we are a vital part of... and represent... the United States of America.
Finally, I make them understand that if they use the gifts they were given... the knowledge and the experience they receive, apply them well in hard work, and follow their hearts... they can succeed in life and profession.
(Pausing one last time... and then continuing.)
"Then, when people try to judge me by the dollars I make and the position that I holdin life, I can hold my head up high and pay no attention because they are ignorant...
You want to know what I make?
I MAKE A DIFFERENCE...
I MAKE A DIFFERENCE...
What do you make?"
Here's your Awwwww for the day!! If you don't say Awww at least once, then there's something wrong with you! |
THE GENTLE ART OF BLESSING
On awakening, bless this day, for it is already full of unseen good which your blessings will call forth; for to bless is to acknowledge the unlimited good that is embedded in the very texture of the universe and awaiting each and all.
On passing people in the street, on the bus, in places of work and play, bless them. The peace of your blessing will accompany them on their way and the aura of its gentle fragrance will be a light to their path.
On meeting and talking to people, bless them in their health, their work, their joy, their relationships to Creator, themselves, and others. Bless them in their abundance, their finances… bless them in every conceivable way, for such blessings not only sow seeds of healing but one day will spring forth as flowers of joy in the waste places of your own life.
As you walk, bless the city in which you live, its government and teachers, its nurses and street sweepers, its children and bankers, its priests, rabbis, imams and ministers.
The minute anyone expresses the least aggression or unkindness to you, respond with a blessing: bless them totally, sincerely, joyfully, for such blessings are a shield which protects you from the ignorance of their misdeed, and deflects the arrow that was aimed at you.
To bless means to wish, unconditionally, total, unrestricted good for others and events from the deepest wellspring in the innermost chamber of your heart: it means to hallow, to hold in reverence, to behold with utter awe that which is always a gift from the Creator. The person who is hallowed by your blessing is set aside, consecrated, holy, whole.
To bless is yet to invoke divine care upon, to think or speak gratefully for, to confer happiness upon - although we ourselves are never the bestower, but simply the joyful witnesses of Life's abundance. To bless all without discrimination of any sort is the ultimate form of giving, because those you bless will never know from whence came the sudden ray of sun that burst through the clouds of their skies, and you will rarely be a witness to the sunlight in their lives.
When something goes completely askew in your day, some unexpected event knocks down your plans and you too also, burst into blessing: for life is teaching you a lesson, and the very event you believe to be unwanted, you yourself called forth, so as to learn the lesson you might balk against were you not to bless it. Trials are blessings in disguise, and hosts of angels with gifts follow in their path. To bless is to acknowledge the omnipresent, universal beauty hidden to material eyes; it is to activate that law of attraction which, from the furthest reaches of the universe, will bring into your life exactly what you need to experience and enjoy.
When you pass a prison, mentally bless its inmates in their innocence and freedom, their gentleness, pure essence and unconditional forgiveness; for one can only be prisoner of one's self-image, and a free man can walk unshackled in the courtyard of a jail, just as citizens of countries where freedom reigns can be prisoners when fear lurks in their thoughts.
When you pass a hospital, bless its patients in their present wholeness, for even in their suffering, this wholeness awaits in them to be discovered.
When your eyes behold a man in tears, or seemingly broken by life, bless him in his vitality and joy: for the material senses present but the inverted image of the ultimate splendor and perfection which only the inner eye beholds.
It is impossible to bless and to judge at the same time. So hold constantly as a deep, hallowed, intoned thought that desire to bless, for truly then shall you become a peacemaker, and one day you shall, everywhere, behold the very face of the Creator.
~~~~~ Author Unknown ~~~~
Women are like apples on trees.
The best ones are at the top of the tree.
Most men don't want to reach for the good ones because they are
afraid of falling and getting hurt.
afraid of falling and getting hurt.
Instead, they just take the rotten
apples from the ground that aren't as good, but easy...
apples from the ground that aren't as good, but easy...
The apples at the top think something is wrong with them, when in
reality, they're amazing.
reality, they're amazing.
They just have to wait for the right man to come along, the one who's brave enough to climb all the way to the top of the tree.
Share this with other Women who are good apples, even those who have already been picked!
Now Men...
Men are like a fine wine.
Men are like a fine wine.
They begin as grapes, and it's up to women to stomp the s*%t out of them until they turn into something acceptable to have dinner with.
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I would never trade my amazing friends, my wonderful life, my loving family for less gray hair or a flatter belly. As I've aged, I've become kinder to myself, and less critical of myself.. I've become my own friend. I don't chide myself for eating that extra cookie, or for not making my bed, or for buying that silly cement gecko that I didn't need, but looks so avante garde on my patio. I am entitled to a treat, to be messy, to be extravagant.
I have seen too many dear friends leave this world too soon; before they understood the great freedom that comes with aging...
Whose business is it if I choose to read or play on the computer until 4 AM and sleep until noon? I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 60 &70's, and if I, at the same time, wish to weep over a lost love ... I will.
I have seen too many dear friends leave this world too soon; before they understood the great freedom that comes with aging...
Whose business is it if I choose to read or play on the computer until 4 AM and sleep until noon? I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 60 &70's, and if I, at the same time, wish to weep over a lost love ... I will.
I will walk the beach in a swim suit that is stretched over a bulging body, and will dive into the waves with abandon if I choose to, despite the pitying glances from the jet set.
They, too, will get old.
They, too, will get old.
I know I am sometimes forgetful, but there again, some of life is just as well forgotten. And I eventually remember the important things.
Sure, over the years my heart has been broken. How can your heart not break when you lose a loved one, or when a child suffers, or even when somebody's beloved pet gets hit by a car? But broken hearts are what give us strength and understanding and compassion. A heart never broken is pristine and sterile and will never know the joy of being imperfect.
I am so blessed to have lived long enough to have my hair turning gray, and to have my youthful laughs be forever etched into deep grooves on my face.
So many have never laughed, and so many have died before their hair could turn silver.
As you get older, it is easier to be positive. You care less about what other people think. I don't question myself anymore. I've even earned the right to be wrong.
So, to answer your question, I like being old. It has set me free. I like the person I have become. I am not going to live forever, but while I am still here, I will not waste time lamenting what could have been, or worrying about what will be. And I shall eat dessert every single day(if I feel like it).
MAY OUR FRIENDSHIP NEVER COME APART ESPECIALLY WHEN IT'S STRAIGHT FROM THE HEART!
Everything in the natural world moves in a circle -- day and night, the roll of seasons we see in plants and animals, our breath, the passages of life and death, the circle of the earth around the sun, the ebb and flow of moon time and tides, the swirling constellations...
Hurricane Earl's southwestern eyewall moved directly over Buoy #41046 (http://www.ndbc.noaa.gov/station_page.php?station=41046) overnight, causing the buoy to read 48.6-foot waves (before stopping reporting*) and wind gusts to 101 mph. Winds calmed considerably and the pressure dropped to 27.82" (942 mb) as the edge of the eye moved over the buoy briefly.
The peak wind gust of 101 mph was from this image (http://vortex.accuweather.com/adc2004/pub/includes/columns/community/2010/plot_cwind41046-901.png) (data http://www.ndbc.noaa.gov/data/5day2/41046_5day.cwind) which shows the maximum gust of 88 knots during the hour, instead of the maximum gust at the time of the observation.
It's rare to get an actual surface meteorological sampling from the stronger parts of a hurricane with no land to weaken it. Eyewall hits on buoys are rare, though it's likely the winds would have been even stronger if it were on the Northeast side. Prior to this, the biggest waves I had ever witnessed live from buoy readings were 47 feet with Hurricane Katrina (http://www.accuweather.com/blogs/weathermatrix/story/261/6-am-47-foot-wa.asp).
*The buoy either stopped transmitting due to damage from the waves, or the data was cut off by quality control algorithms when over 50 feet.
http://www.accuweather.com/blogs/weathermatrix/story/36468/earl-buoy-reports-49foot-waves-101-mph-winds.asp
WATCH EARL COME IN ON EAST COAST WEBCAMS: http://www.accuweather.com/blogs/weathermatrix/story/23731/extra-east-coast-webcams.asp
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Email discussions....
And the east coast looks to get squished between two competing air masses -- Earl and what is headed across the western USA eastward towards Earl. -- Kimberly
This is very interesting.... Either this will be the "BIG ONE" to hit NYC as outlined by Mike Chertoff in NYC back in 2007 ( http://www.chron.com/disp/story.mpl/hurricane/4881643.html ) or Earl is just another Regular Hurricane I guess ?? Chertoff did warn about a Category-3 Hitting NYC someday & Earl is currently a "3", fluctuating back & forth from a "4" to "3"... -- Sheldon
