"We are the Fractalated Tendrils of Reality, Forever Undulating Towards the Realm of Evolution and Great Mystery."
i thought i'd post this little "hummer" to go along with this thread.....
to see who's in touch with everything and everybody.....
.........(hoping you stay connected)
Lets unite and hold hands Now !
Be good to yourselves & all you see on your little journey here... it's what you'll have when you leave, everything is linked, and you can make a difference just by being positive...
.....seemed like a good place to post a story about the connection of everything...
Old Guy And A Bucket Of Shrimp
This is a true story,
It happened every Friday evening, almost without fail, when the sun resembled
a giant orange and was starting to dip into the blue ocean.
Old Ed came strolling along the beach to his favorite pier. Clutched in his bony
hand was a bucket of shrimp. Ed walks out to the end of the pier, where it
seems he almost has the world to himself. The glow of the sun is a golden
Everybody's gone, except for a few joggers on the beach. Standing out on the
end of the pier, Ed is alone with his thoughts... and his bucket of shrimp.
Before long, however, he is no longer alone. Up in the sky a thousand white
dots come screeching and squawking, winging their way toward that lanky
frame standing there on the end of the pier.
Before long, dozens of seagulls have enveloped him, their wings fluttering and
flapping wildly. Ed stands there tossing shrimp to the hungry birds. As he does,
if you listen closely, you can hear him say with a smile, 'Thank you. Thank you.'
In a few short minutes the bucket is empty. But Ed doesn't leave.
He stands there lost in thought, as though transported to another time and
When he finally turns around and begins to walk back toward the beach, a few
of the birds hop along the pier with him until he gets to the stairs, and then
they, too, fly away. And old Ed quietly makes his way down to the end of the
beach and on home.
If you were sitting there on the pier with your fishing line in the water, Ed might
seem like 'a funny old duck,' as my dad used to say... or, 'a guy who's a
sandwich shy of a picnic,' as my kids might say. To onlookers, he's just
another old codger, lost in his own weird world, feeding the seagulls with a
bucket full of shrimp.
To the onlooker, rituals can look either very strange or very empty. They can
seem altogether unimportant... maybe even a lot of nonsense.
Old folks often do strange things, at least in the eyes of Boomers and Busters.
Most of them would probably write Old Ed off, down there in Florida.
That's too bad. They'd do well to know him better.
His full name: Eddie Rickenbacker. He was a famous hero back in World War II.
On one of his flying missions across the Pacific, he and his seven-member
crew went down. Miraculously, all of the men survived, crawled out of their
plane, and climbed into a life raft.
Captain Rickenbacker and his crew floated for days on the rough waters of the
Pacific. They fought the sun. They fought sharks. Most of all, they fought
hunger. By the eighth day their rations ran out. No food. No water. They were
hundreds of miles from land and no one knew where they were.
They needed a miracle. That afternoon they had a simple devotional service
and prayed for a miracle. They tried to nap. Eddie leaned back and pulled his
military cap over his nose. Time dragged. All he could hear was the slap of the
waves against the raft.
Suddenly, Eddie felt something land on the top of his cap. It was a seagull!
Old Ed would later describe how he sat perfectly still, planning his next move.
With a flash of his hand and a squawk from the gull, he managed to grab it and
wring its neck.. He tore the feathers off, and he and his starving crew made a
meal - a very slight meal for eight men - of it. Then they used the intestines for
bait.. With it, they caught fish, which gave them food and more bait... and the
cycle continued. With that simple survival technique, they were able to endure
the rigors of the sea until they were found and rescued (after 24 days at sea...).
Eddie Rickenbacker lived many years beyond that ordeal, but he never forgot
the sacrifice of that first life-saving seagull... and he never stopped saying,
'Thank you.' That's why almost every Friday night he would walk to the end of
the pier with a bucket full of shrimp and a heart full of gratitude.
Reference: (Max Lucado, "In The Eye of the Storm", pp. 221, 225-226)
PS: Eddie started Eastern Airlines
You've got to be careful with us old guys.
You never know what we have done.
I sat with my friend in a well-known coffee shop in a
neighboring town. As we enjoyed our coffee, a man
entered and sat on an empty table beside us. He
called the waiter and placed his order saying, ‘Two
cups of coffee, one of them there on the wall.’ We
heard this order with rather interest and observed
that he was served with one cup of coffee but he
paid for two. As soon as he left, the waiter pasted a
piece of paper on the wall saying ‘A Cup of Coffee’.
While we were still there, two other men entered
and ordered three cups of coffee, two on the table
and one on the wall. They had two cups of coffee
but paid for three and left. This time also, the waiter
did the same; he pasted a piece of paper on the wall
saying, ‘A Cup of Coffee’.
It seemed that this gesture was a norm at this place.
However, it was something unique and perplexing
for us. Since we had nothing to do with the matter,
we finished our coffee, paid the bill and left.
After a few days, we again had a chance to go to
this coffee shop. While we were enjoying our coffee,
a man entered. The way this man was dressed did
not match the standard nor the atmosphere of this
coffee shop. Poverty was evident from the looks on
his face. As he seated himself, he looked at the wall
and said, one cup of coffee from the wall. The waiter
served coffee to this man with the customary
respect and dignity. The man had his coffee and left
without paying. We were amazed to watch all this
when the waiter took off a piece of paper from the
wall and threw it in the dust bin. Now it was no
surprise for us – the matter was very clear. The
great respect for the needy shown by the
inhabitants of this town welled up our eyes with
Coffee is not a need of our society neither a
necessity of life for us. The point to note is that when
we take pleasure in any blessing, maybe we also
need to think about those people who appreciate
that specific blessing as much as we do but they
cannot afford to have it.
Note the character of this waiter, who is playing a
consistent and generous role to get the
communication going between the affording and the
needy with a smile on his face.
Ponder upon this man in need….he enters the
coffee shop without having to lower his self-
esteem…he has no need to ask for a free cup of
coffee…without asking or knowing about the one
who is giving this cup of coffee to him…he only
looked at the wall, placed an order for himself,
enjoyed his coffee and left.
When we analyze this story, along with the other
characters, we need to remember the role played by
the wall that reflects the generosity and care of the
dwellers of this town.
How about your town?
every single person you have ever seen in your entire life..
will be standing there...watching as you wake up in the new place.
And they will know everything about every single thing youve ever done.
From the lowliest clerk at Starbucks, to all of your family..living and dead..
to people youve only seen and never spoken to.
everyone is there...watching you become aware.
And they are watching you become aware that they are aware of you.
And then realizing that, in THAT moment everything is revealed..
You know all of their secrets and they know all of yours,
because they have been with you, stuck on the flypaper, right next to you all along..
during every single good moment, and particularly the bad.
They have seen every single thing youve ever done in your life...
And then the judgement begins.
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