Monday, April 23, 2007

In bad times, people come together

I heard the TV; I heard my mom and dad talking last week about bad, terrible, horrific killings at Virginia Tech in Virginia. And then I heard of the many ways that people across our country were honoring and remembering the victims, AND working together to help make sure that everyone would be ok.

I think that is one of the most wonderful human traits-- that in times of great tragedy, people come together to love each other, to support each other, and to help each other. There is still great sadness but the human spirit is strong. They rise above the bad, and good prevails.

How can we help make sure that this compassion and caring always lives in the hearts and minds of people?

Blethers from Harley

Did you know dogs can savage a crocodile? Sometimes nature is cruel but there is also a beauty in that cruelty.

The crocodile, as one of the ultimate predators, can fall victim to the kind of implemented 'team work' strategy which is possible due to the pack mentality and social structure of canines.

See a remarkable photograph courtesy of Nature Magazine, but not if you're squeamish!

Monday, April 9, 2007

Perspectives and Passion!

After two wonderful days of lying in the luscious green grass while my Mom worked in the gardens, I woke up to this again! Can you believe it? It’s April and I was ready for Spring!

You know, 32 inches of snow really looks different through my eyes; not like this picture at all. When my mom shovels this path, it’s like I’m walking down a deep trench. I can look way up to see the sky and the tall trees, but don’t ask me to tell you what’s near ground level because I just can’t see it. My Mom sometimes calls snow beautiful, although she didn’t this time. To me, it’s just cold and a decent substitute for a cold drink of water. We just don’t see it in the same way.

This really got me to thinking (and you thought that dogs had trouble with that, hah!). We all really see and perceive the world in different ways! This isn’t just about “seeing” but how who we are affects how we look at the world. Don’t small children and dwarfs, people in wheelchairs and those who are blind interpret the world around them from various viewpoints? I know I’m nervous around strangers because someone abused and hit me. That affects how I view the world and sometimes I bark at people asking them to keep their distance. But that doesn’t make me a bad dog. Thank goodness my Mom and Dad recognize that! And that’s the other important thing I’m thinking about. Isn’t it important that we take time to recognize that we all see the world differently and respect everyone’s different perspective? By the way, my mom just taught me a new word for this –Tolerance! Do you think we all are as tolerant as we could be?

I was reading different perspectives on the blogs at Blogical Minds. They were talking about their passions. T. K.'s was football. Victoria's was sudoku. For Mia and Lindsey, their passion was friends. Jhonny's was music and Eddie's was science. Passion-- That’s a word I didn’t know. I looked it up; I Iike this word! Thanks Blogicians, now I know that how I feel about tolerance is one of my passions! What about you? Do you always see everything just like every one else? Is tolerance important to you too?