O.K. I hate when this happens ...because I, like many of us this this winter have been pretty much snow bound and I realized that my boredom has led to the Internet. Not just following my friends on face-book but easily being led to all the shopping opportunities.
I will admit at this time I am easily led to those things that give me immediate satisfaction. Like the purchase of a beautiful salmon colored outfit that would look great for this spring. It would be perfect and could hang next to a grey sweater set, and blue jacket, that still have the tags on them.
Yes, I know I am blessed please don't pass on my secret or not so secret vice. I almost bought new and lighter luggage, because it was designed to be safer and in a bright color that I loved. There was only one thing wrong, I don't need it, and have not made any travel plans.
However, I did see the best deals on the net to go to the Islands where it's sunny and warm and would only need a sundress, sandals and a bathing suit. So, who needs luggage anyway ? It costs too much when flying anyhow, however, the great special deal I saw was because it's a "stand only" flight. How sad is that ?
Hello my dear friends. You might want to think twice before you follow me because I don't always know where I am going, but I would love to have your company.
Sunday, February 22, 2015
Thursday, February 19, 2015
Have we lost control of our personal lives ?

It seems as if for some of us, our
feelings of distrust is expanding to governments and the world around us. With all the latest news and said “scandals “
are our feelings now spiraling out of control ? Does the ability to
collect data about everything from the brand of toilet paper we use to the
personal politics we choose have the potential to be used against us
? We know that this is a possibility, yet this has now become our
way of life.
One could say that we are now being consumed by our own consumption. Our information is everywhere as we Google and do other searches. Our opinions that we so willingly share are at risk of become widely read and has opened the door into our private and social lives, and it's off the hinge.
As we friend on Face-book and
participate in other social medias we want to believe their promised
security, often without even reading the small print. We have become
addicted to feedback from one another and liking the personal touch
it provides. Our tweets and twitters are read and we have the illusion that "we" are in control. Now that we have all this sharing going on we
suddenly wonder what we should do when we feel like we are standing
naked, without the infamous fig leaf. Many unknown peering eyes will
“follow us” much like our shadow,often without the shining
light.
Yet, it is best that we remain alert to
our risk for over reacting to media news, and Internet chatter. We
would be better avoiding the assimilation of every written word
without knowing if it is even truth or the fabrication of a creative
mind with a hidden agenda, thus falling victim to a mass paranoia.
We are “out there” now and it may be too late to hide.
Although we think we are special and
sometimes we are, other then our value as a consumer, hardly any of
us will get the blink of an eye or even be of interest to anyone
except for those who want us to purchase their products and services.
We are often feeling a loss of control
over our own world. Our modern technology works for and against us.
We can't have it both ways. So it is best that we just get over it !
In our time this includes a risk of falling victim to the
manipulation of the masses. We would be wise to use more precautions
and be alert to the risk of falling victim to a “turn key”
society.
Is there any way to guarantee our
privacy ? Probably not anymore,we are now enmeshed in a web so tight
we could choke ourselves. In order to keep up with the world our
technology now rules. Through the evolving crisis around privacy,
and we have many, maybe something good will come out of the bad.
What's next ? A computer chip in our ovens and microwaves ? Yes,
that's what's cooking.
What puts us at even greater risk is that the truth does not always set you free. It binds you to its fall out forever. What sets one person free, can imprison another for a lifetime. If no one is ever held accountable for anything, then it's everyman for himself.
Thursday, October 2, 2014
If a praying mantis has crawled into your space
The day didn't turn out the way I expected but ever so grateful anyway.
I knew the day would come when I would have a health challenge as many others have . Well it did. However, I will fast forward to my fortunate outcome, or I will be going off subject, and will never get to tell you about my Praying mantis.
My sons always fill my life just by their presence. They are my roots to the most meaningful days of my life. So like their Dad was, they are so very special. Nurses witnessing their strong presence at my bedside, couldn't help but comment in many complimentary ways. I felt their radiating love and at peace.
For awhile, I was in role reversal for a change, being cared for, instead of "caring for" which allowed me the unique ability to understand the clinical environment, much like the nurse I am or maybe more like an angel looking down from above. I filled my soul with my private Lord's Prayer and said it to myself over and over again, never sure that I actually completed it.
Well, all good things did came together and I returned home in a week. My ailing heart battered and bruised but full of the healing love of family and friends.
Seeing the largest Praying Mantis that I ever saw at my door entry, my sister told me it had been there since my arrival home. Always amused by this insect, I decided it was a good omen, and researched a bit. I found lots of negative things written about this insect. However, I also came across the "spiritual" side. So, because the writer in me preferred to focus on the positive. I again decided this was a good omen.
" If a Praying mantis has crawled into your space :"
"Usually a Praying mantis makes an appearance when we have flooded our lives with so much business, activity or chaos that we can no longer hear the small voice within us. Taking a step back and some simple meditation would be in order here because the external din we created needs to be quieted so we can come back to our own truth. The Praying mantis always comes to us when we need peace, quiet and calm in our lives."
" Allow stillness to feed your creativity, only in the quiet moments will your ideas gel and take root."
"The Praying mantis"
http://spirit-animals.com/praying-mantis/
Oh dear, now the poor thing has been lying too still for days.
However, because someone I love said "leave him there he's still working." there he rests. That sounds just fine to me.
XOXO Olivia
I knew the day would come when I would have a health challenge as many others have . Well it did. However, I will fast forward to my fortunate outcome, or I will be going off subject, and will never get to tell you about my Praying mantis.
My sons always fill my life just by their presence. They are my roots to the most meaningful days of my life. So like their Dad was, they are so very special. Nurses witnessing their strong presence at my bedside, couldn't help but comment in many complimentary ways. I felt their radiating love and at peace.
For awhile, I was in role reversal for a change, being cared for, instead of "caring for" which allowed me the unique ability to understand the clinical environment, much like the nurse I am or maybe more like an angel looking down from above. I filled my soul with my private Lord's Prayer and said it to myself over and over again, never sure that I actually completed it.
Well, all good things did came together and I returned home in a week. My ailing heart battered and bruised but full of the healing love of family and friends.
Seeing the largest Praying Mantis that I ever saw at my door entry, my sister told me it had been there since my arrival home. Always amused by this insect, I decided it was a good omen, and researched a bit. I found lots of negative things written about this insect. However, I also came across the "spiritual" side. So, because the writer in me preferred to focus on the positive. I again decided this was a good omen.
" If a Praying mantis has crawled into your space :"
"Usually a Praying mantis makes an appearance when we have flooded our lives with so much business, activity or chaos that we can no longer hear the small voice within us. Taking a step back and some simple meditation would be in order here because the external din we created needs to be quieted so we can come back to our own truth. The Praying mantis always comes to us when we need peace, quiet and calm in our lives."
" Allow stillness to feed your creativity, only in the quiet moments will your ideas gel and take root."
"The Praying mantis"
http://spirit-animals.com/praying-mantis/
Oh dear, now the poor thing has been lying too still for days.
XOXO Olivia
Tuesday, August 12, 2014
Robin Williams, you made us laugh
until we cried. RIP
Was his life so full of sadness
and his heartache hidden well
Was his humor but the armor
that hid a life of living hell
Did his salty tears fall down
upon the clown face that he wore
was his body wracked with pain
of an illness we never saw
When his laughter died away
was there not a soul sitting by his
side
to hold the hands of someone
who could make us laugh until we cried
Was the outside smile upon his face
really coming from within
or just the painted picture
hiding sadness, or unforgiven sin
Our sympathy to all his family and
friends
we feel somehow we all have lost
the pleasure of his company
our funny man, who gave us so much
Olivia Bredbenner 8/11/2014
Thursday, June 5, 2014
Did I hear rationing healthcare ?
We all know the time has come that in order to afford the high standards of care to which we have become accustomed,something has to give or change. It is a hard fact of life and a big step, but it will be taken whether we like it or not.
Rationing health care for seniors sometimes
makes sense as long as the priorities are right. Who among us has
the least to loose ? It would require a new mind set. A change in
how we believe things should be in our health care delivery system.
In health care, the goal has always been the pursuit of excellence.
However, attaining and maintaining this goal, is now cost
prohibitive. Abuses in the Medicare system are wide spread and seems
to be self perpetuating. Everyone including seniors should educate themselves and
observe how personal physicians, and other health care providers must follow guidelines according to insurance providers, especially
how they bill to Medicare. Just as quickly as we complain for the
charges we incur personally, so should we if we see inaccurate charges
passed on to Medicare. If we don't then we are reinforcing abuses in
the system.
There are movements in new directions.“ Savings Beyond Price “ blog. Robert T. Yoki- President and chief value Strategist—Strategic Value Analysis {R} In Health care. The early stages for changing health care are as visible as they are necessary .
Yoki quotes Aristotle in saying ” Excellence is an art won by training and habituation.” He states that training is the path to improvement ,reducing resistance to change and changing behaviors. The goal being “unfreezing” existing thinking and to replace it with new ideas, along with new learned behaviors and practices. Ideally they are then “frozen” to create a whole new way of doing things.
To change health care Yoki advocates
taking one small step in the right direction. So where do we begin.
Wiser minds than I , are hopefully attempting to redesign our
health care delivery system. In our life time I imagine these
changes will not come easily. But they have come non the less.
Perhaps rationing health care for seniors is the beginning of the beginning, but certainly not the end of a long unpaved road. It will not be a pleasure trip, maybe more like a survival course. Hopefully ,the next generation will benefit from a refined health care delivery system.
In the USA,we would be wise to use our advances in health care with a greater respect. To consider carefully about those that would benefit most and how we are to pay for the delivery and the expertise needed. Limits in the pursuit of a prolonged life beyond what is reasonable and after it is of no value to the patient, is not considered morally right by those of us that have such a compass. Yet , we continue to struggle with its ambiguity and against tides.
There are religious implications
against the removal of a feeding tube, on a poor lifeless and
mindless soul . Considered wrong by some, as it is said, there is
considerate merit to man's suffering.
We need a change . We need appropriate
health care that does not hold over its head the threats of
disproportionate liability for those in its practice . Something that
has often lead to “ defensive medicine” a practice that has
always meant increasing the cost of the delivery of health care.
By the provision of broad stroke education to the public on self care as it relates to basic health maintenance, and chronic disease management, has been known to maintain optimum health for those who practice it. Improved health of the general population ,is a possibility who's time has come.
Will the change be to socialized medicine ? Many other countries that have this in place are unhappy with it and others continue to come to the shores of our United States for our high standards of care. As it is, health care is designed for the young and the well. Others who are our citizens , must walk away as it is not within their reach in the new plans.
We have been both blessed and cursed by our success in the delivery of our health care. We still are one of the best. Hopefully, in our attempt to make it affordable ,we don't have to “throw out the baby with the bath water.”
Tuesday, May 20, 2014
Have you seen my Muse ?
Hello my dear followers
I'm on a mission to find my long lost muse. I miss him and his company at my side. Especially his silent manner that left my mind free to fill empty pages with stories and musings of the moment. He didn't leave in a ranting rage, he just quietly slipped out the door when a man, someone special, came into my life
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In spite of my full life, I long for the time for free thought and space for creativity. I miss my unassuming muse, when I search among the archives of my mind, Where I find the loose and meaningless mantra of my thoughts and fine tune them until I make sense of them and turn them into a story.
If you see him please send him back to me. You will recognize him because of his red curly hair. Although it could have a spattering of gray. Until he returns my "creativity " is packed inside with all of life's other clutter. Tell him I am sorry that I let him down and that I have fluffed up his pillow on his chair and set it in the sunlight. A seat he always loved.
Thank you, Olivia
I'm on a mission to find my long lost muse. I miss him and his company at my side. Especially his silent manner that left my mind free to fill empty pages with stories and musings of the moment. He didn't leave in a ranting rage, he just quietly slipped out the door when a man, someone special, came into my life
.
In spite of my full life, I long for the time for free thought and space for creativity. I miss my unassuming muse, when I search among the archives of my mind, Where I find the loose and meaningless mantra of my thoughts and fine tune them until I make sense of them and turn them into a story.
If you see him please send him back to me. You will recognize him because of his red curly hair. Although it could have a spattering of gray. Until he returns my "creativity " is packed inside with all of life's other clutter. Tell him I am sorry that I let him down and that I have fluffed up his pillow on his chair and set it in the sunlight. A seat he always loved.
Thank you, Olivia
Monday, April 15, 2013
Sometimes its this and sometimes its that
Hello my dear followers, I'm back after going nowhere, well not really, since I last posted my life has been in full motion. My blog took last place in the long list of things going on in my life. All of them good I might add ,even though my muse left town for awhile.
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Poetry has often come easy to me, so I have opened this door to creativity.
I will sputter and spurt bursts of random thoughts and splash it across my pages here. I hope that you will be touched by my words, or even inspired to write and add your own color to your world and mine.
Thank you for stopping by,
Olivia
Sometimes it's this and sometimes its that,
Like it's too cold or too hot
We have too little or too much
Or we're too thin or too fat.
Sometimes it's this and sometimes it's that,
We use every excuse under the sun.
Always avoiding what needs to be done,
The couch potato in us feels like more fun
Sometimes it's this and sometimes it's that,
Warming when the ray of sunshine comes our way.
With long walks and footsteps waiting in the sand,
Yet we know that the tides will soon wash them away
Sometimes it's this and sometimes it's that,
Troubled souls exhausted, yet, with feet firmly planted others are born
Without our will, today will be the yesterday that we all fretted about.
While our tomorrows will always bless us with every promised new dawn.
THINGS THAT SADDEN MY HEART
http://www.helium.com/items/2435067-no-rock-a-bye-baby
.
Poetry has often come easy to me, so I have opened this door to creativity.
I will sputter and spurt bursts of random thoughts and splash it across my pages here. I hope that you will be touched by my words, or even inspired to write and add your own color to your world and mine.
Thank you for stopping by,
Olivia
Sometimes it's this and sometimes its that,
Like it's too cold or too hot
We have too little or too much
Or we're too thin or too fat.
Sometimes it's this and sometimes it's that,
We use every excuse under the sun.
Always avoiding what needs to be done,
The couch potato in us feels like more fun
Sometimes it's this and sometimes it's that,
Warming when the ray of sunshine comes our way.
With long walks and footsteps waiting in the sand,
Yet we know that the tides will soon wash them away
Sometimes it's this and sometimes it's that,
Troubled souls exhausted, yet, with feet firmly planted others are born
Without our will, today will be the yesterday that we all fretted about.
While our tomorrows will always bless us with every promised new dawn.
THINGS THAT SADDEN MY HEART
http://www.helium.com/items/2435067-no-rock-a-bye-baby
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