Sunday, February 22, 2009
Blog 8 Current mood: weird
Category: Blogging
Ok, weird.
My last blog was so...I don't know how to describe it. I wasn't in any kind of 'save-the-world-through-my-words' mood so I have no idea why all that came out. Maybe I was bored and I wanted to stir something, emotions to make me, you know, feel something. Does that make sense? Aaanyway. So I am getting more involved in the 'Southern Gothic Production' company - not personally but more emotionally invested. Has anyone realised yet that i have an addictive personality? And more importantly do you think it will go away?Basically SGP is a company formed by Hilarie Burton (actor from OTH) and Kelly Tenney and from what I understand they are in the business of producing movies. Not just another company but its specific to North Carolina and it's growing industry. They are latching on to the booming industry of southern film projects and doing it with flair. The family-style approach, surrounding themelves with friends (writer Nicholas Gray) , fellow actors (Austin Nichols) and the occasional internet strangers (their fans who comment along..) creates a stragley safe world.
The thing that's got me is those commenters. God. Why do people have a comment about everything. Most of what these people say is positive I'll admit, because it's not going to be know to anyone that isn't a fan of Hilarie's or isn't active in Carolina's film scene. Comments means that its catching attention, and thus maybe funding and a following. All good things. But still - it's just so damn confusing why people think their opinion means something (myself included) to these stragers. And yet they take it with good spirit, thankig people for their effort is spreading the word about thier company, thanking for their encouragement and comments and indulging us with blog and vlog of all kinds! It hardly seems fair. And I love it.
Call Me Crazy, but god I love when famous people can look down from their perch of superiority (which I promise they have) and do something wild, like commicate to people they don't know and then.....make them feel special and involved. Weird.
And another thing. Its not just enough that they are keeping total stragers up tp date with the on-goings of the company but also blogging personal things about their days, opinions, starting a book club, and all round being generous with their talent to let simple people like us get to be a step nearer..a step higher.
P.s I don't have low-self esteem issues, in fact, prides a problem for me, but if these people weren't interesting or doing something special...there would be no commentaters. This blog is a blur of frusterated awe for the people involved in SGP. I am both jelous at the fun that they get to call their day jobs and also excited to see its growth to say I was their at the begining, before Hilary and Kelly were to busy, with a zillion movies in production, to write a blog or post a video. My hope is that they will growth, prosper, and develop inspirational cinema while educating us about the complexities of human understanding.
P.s.s. Fall Out Boy mentioned OTH when someone asked what their fave show was at the Q&A session last night - I nearly jumped out of my skin from excitment, and All American Rejects rocked harder than FOB ..maybe I'm just bias..but overall 3/5 for the night!
LOTs of Love, Light and Peace.....Shazz
Currently listening:Call Me IrresponsibleBy Michael BubléRelease date: 2007-05-01
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Money
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Money Current mood: content Category: Jobs, Work, Careers
New Topic: Money
Makes dreams come true...
Only if its owner is willing to make choices...
Nessaccery to allow others to experience development...
Everyone has needs that yield to consequences...
Youth spending drives what is created in the world
And thus, we are the people who will influence the goods produced ,and the way the governement subsidises education for the services it predicted we want...influencing employment, quality of life and happiness of those at this moment. We are NEVER to young to take responsibility for our actions, and today, our ideas...be it, our wants that drive an economy and political sytem or the emotion we feel toward others, that influences war or peace.It time to be aware. WAKE UP. I would love a chat, to let you know, to take a step, just one for the moment, and recognise your power to change opinions; of your brother, sisiter, cousin, mother, father, uncle and aunt, and FRIENDS.
Make choices that you can be pround of. One day they will matter. Be PROACTIVE and find a level of integrity that is within all of us. Find a way to tap into that. Be it, listening to music, reading hyperbolised speeches, talking to someone you trust or listening to your gut, because if we control the way money is used, then we control our future - don't let anyone else do it for us.
Lots of love, light and peace.......Shailee
Currently listening:3 Feet High and RisingBy De La SoulRelease date: 2001-10-23
Money Current mood: content Category: Jobs, Work, Careers
New Topic: Money
Makes dreams come true...
Only if its owner is willing to make choices...
Nessaccery to allow others to experience development...
Everyone has needs that yield to consequences...
Youth spending drives what is created in the world
And thus, we are the people who will influence the goods produced ,and the way the governement subsidises education for the services it predicted we want...influencing employment, quality of life and happiness of those at this moment. We are NEVER to young to take responsibility for our actions, and today, our ideas...be it, our wants that drive an economy and political sytem or the emotion we feel toward others, that influences war or peace.It time to be aware. WAKE UP. I would love a chat, to let you know, to take a step, just one for the moment, and recognise your power to change opinions; of your brother, sisiter, cousin, mother, father, uncle and aunt, and FRIENDS.
Make choices that you can be pround of. One day they will matter. Be PROACTIVE and find a level of integrity that is within all of us. Find a way to tap into that. Be it, listening to music, reading hyperbolised speeches, talking to someone you trust or listening to your gut, because if we control the way money is used, then we control our future - don't let anyone else do it for us.
Lots of love, light and peace.......Shailee
Currently listening:3 Feet High and RisingBy De La SoulRelease date: 2001-10-23
Emmilly
Monday, February 02, 2009
Emmilly Current mood: grateful
Next Blog I write = I wanted it to be about my number one happiness. This is dedicated to my sister.
That was the note I wrote (on the 6th of Jan) to remind myself about what my next entry should be about. Like I wouldn't have thought to do it again! Really, Shailee, come on....ok, maybe it was wise, seeing as it staves off my sickness to write about the usual things I do...Speaking of which: As all things go, I can't resist to gush about the regular two things before I get started. 1. Music - I just added a couple of new people to my 'Friends' list who are very good musicians, and by-golly-gosh nothing warms my heart faster than music, and new music at that. 2. I read another Jim Beaver blog. Ahh (sigh). The only thing about writing this blog that I have apprehension about, is not doing it as eloquently, sophisticated and poetically as Jim would do. But I'll try.
She is the exact and yet contrary being to me. That is the definition of a twin. I don't want to list her achievements and material possessions so as to not sound like I'm writing an obituary, but rather highlight the small things that inevitably is what makes every-day people like you and me feel safe and trusting towards others. [First thing I did, so I wouldn't forget, was tell you 'what I am listening to' ]- the reason is that in her honour I wanted to display her favourite song. And although arguably I'm sure she'll say its Jet's 'Are You Gonna Be My Girl', I'll tell you that this song has all her epic qualities. There is no complex guitar or drums rock n' roll rift to distract you from the simple, upbeat melody of this song. To put it lightly...if you could hear what smiling sounded like, this song would be it.
I am by no means flustered or giddy writing this blog because of anything nice Emmilly has done for me....I simply thought it was time to introduce you/me to the most precious part of my life. She isn't excentric or sluty..a fear only recently crossing my mind, because in all those American movies one sister is quite and demure and the other is flirty and sexual. My sister is neither. She is strong. I can't even handle the thought that my parents disaprove of something or disagree with me, or feel that I need some advice. But my sister takes each of thier (sometimes unadaulterated) advice with a grain of salt. Is that the right saying? In any case her patience and inner strength to take a painful situation in a light way to me, is pure power. On the other hand she doesn't have confidence in herself, especially social events, which to me, make her seem a little awkward....but the boys don't seem to notice! I can't imagine what would happen when she realise how 'wow' fantastic she is...do you think she'll only look back to take pity of the rest of us who can never find the inner strength to resist pain from those closest to us? Lets not be so dramatic (not that it can be helped, I'm listening to Matthew Ryan's 'Some Streets Lead Nowhere'), parents only want the best for thier kids, but some parents just know how to say it, when, and in the way the message of thier love can get through...not the wrongs of the child.
Back to the point... my sister is fantastic because she will borrow my things, ask me to find/get her things when they are clearly in front of her(!) and expects me to come to her room when she calls, but not the other way round, annoys, pesters and bothers me, but when I sit in my room, writing, listening to music and being all round anti-social (...I just prefer the quite!) she will come to my room to talk and MAKE me get involved; not relenting till I am up and going to see the friends, or shops, or run or whatever. She makes me live. She is the line that points to where my next adventure, laugh and memorable moment will come from. Regardless of my moods and protests, she keeps coming back.
I could write forever offcourse, about her laugh where it grows louder to sound like a cross between a hiccup and giggle, and the way her nose wrinkles and eyes squint when she smiles, or how she has to re-write something if its not neat, or how she orders her cupbaord in tops, skirts, jackets...and colour coded, how she reads the dictionary for fun, how she prefers to put blue eye liner rather than black so that eyes stand out on their own, how she likes to make her bed every day...with all 100000000 pillows in their place, how she never hugs, how she whines when she is claustrophobic after...a few hours in the house, when it a beautiful day, how she talks about the weather like its a gift just for her, how her room is blue, and how if you didn't know her you'd assume (becuase of her blue eyes and rosey complextion) that she was some-kind-of English maiden that infact she is goofy and young and green
......and how she is my sister who in few moments, surprises me with her accurate knowledge of me, not just because we share our life memory, but the way I know that she knows how I will act in a new situation, and that is the epitome of feeling safe. A friend for life, and the after-life...my sister Emmilly.
Currently listening:Are You Still Having FunBy Eagle-Eye CherryRelease date: 2002-07-18
Emmilly Current mood: grateful
Next Blog I write = I wanted it to be about my number one happiness. This is dedicated to my sister.
That was the note I wrote (on the 6th of Jan) to remind myself about what my next entry should be about. Like I wouldn't have thought to do it again! Really, Shailee, come on....ok, maybe it was wise, seeing as it staves off my sickness to write about the usual things I do...Speaking of which: As all things go, I can't resist to gush about the regular two things before I get started. 1. Music - I just added a couple of new people to my 'Friends' list who are very good musicians, and by-golly-gosh nothing warms my heart faster than music, and new music at that. 2. I read another Jim Beaver blog. Ahh (sigh). The only thing about writing this blog that I have apprehension about, is not doing it as eloquently, sophisticated and poetically as Jim would do. But I'll try.
She is the exact and yet contrary being to me. That is the definition of a twin. I don't want to list her achievements and material possessions so as to not sound like I'm writing an obituary, but rather highlight the small things that inevitably is what makes every-day people like you and me feel safe and trusting towards others. [First thing I did, so I wouldn't forget, was tell you 'what I am listening to' ]- the reason is that in her honour I wanted to display her favourite song. And although arguably I'm sure she'll say its Jet's 'Are You Gonna Be My Girl', I'll tell you that this song has all her epic qualities. There is no complex guitar or drums rock n' roll rift to distract you from the simple, upbeat melody of this song. To put it lightly...if you could hear what smiling sounded like, this song would be it.
I am by no means flustered or giddy writing this blog because of anything nice Emmilly has done for me....I simply thought it was time to introduce you/me to the most precious part of my life. She isn't excentric or sluty..a fear only recently crossing my mind, because in all those American movies one sister is quite and demure and the other is flirty and sexual. My sister is neither. She is strong. I can't even handle the thought that my parents disaprove of something or disagree with me, or feel that I need some advice. But my sister takes each of thier (sometimes unadaulterated) advice with a grain of salt. Is that the right saying? In any case her patience and inner strength to take a painful situation in a light way to me, is pure power. On the other hand she doesn't have confidence in herself, especially social events, which to me, make her seem a little awkward....but the boys don't seem to notice! I can't imagine what would happen when she realise how 'wow' fantastic she is...do you think she'll only look back to take pity of the rest of us who can never find the inner strength to resist pain from those closest to us? Lets not be so dramatic (not that it can be helped, I'm listening to Matthew Ryan's 'Some Streets Lead Nowhere'), parents only want the best for thier kids, but some parents just know how to say it, when, and in the way the message of thier love can get through...not the wrongs of the child.
Back to the point... my sister is fantastic because she will borrow my things, ask me to find/get her things when they are clearly in front of her(!) and expects me to come to her room when she calls, but not the other way round, annoys, pesters and bothers me, but when I sit in my room, writing, listening to music and being all round anti-social (...I just prefer the quite!) she will come to my room to talk and MAKE me get involved; not relenting till I am up and going to see the friends, or shops, or run or whatever. She makes me live. She is the line that points to where my next adventure, laugh and memorable moment will come from. Regardless of my moods and protests, she keeps coming back.
I could write forever offcourse, about her laugh where it grows louder to sound like a cross between a hiccup and giggle, and the way her nose wrinkles and eyes squint when she smiles, or how she has to re-write something if its not neat, or how she orders her cupbaord in tops, skirts, jackets...and colour coded, how she reads the dictionary for fun, how she prefers to put blue eye liner rather than black so that eyes stand out on their own, how she likes to make her bed every day...with all 100000000 pillows in their place, how she never hugs, how she whines when she is claustrophobic after...a few hours in the house, when it a beautiful day, how she talks about the weather like its a gift just for her, how her room is blue, and how if you didn't know her you'd assume (becuase of her blue eyes and rosey complextion) that she was some-kind-of English maiden that infact she is goofy and young and green
......and how she is my sister who in few moments, surprises me with her accurate knowledge of me, not just because we share our life memory, but the way I know that she knows how I will act in a new situation, and that is the epitome of feeling safe. A friend for life, and the after-life...my sister Emmilly.
Currently listening:Are You Still Having FunBy Eagle-Eye CherryRelease date: 2002-07-18
Blog 5
Tuesday, January 06, 2009
Blog 5 Current mood: breezy Category: Goals, Plans, Hopes
Neeeeeew Yeeeaaar!!!!!!
Ahhh it feels good. And ok yes, it may be a little bias because I just watched a fabulolus episode of One Tree Hill...but what's wrong with that? What's wrong with using a medium like dare I say 'music' or television to bring out all those feelings that are cooped up inside to the surface so you can feel free and content to be who you are...some times we need a little help.
Ok. Philosophy aside...what's cooking? Well I'm in Sydney (Australia) and I just came back from a week in Melbourne to visit my family and MY GOD its hot here! Never thought I would say it but for once Syd is actually warmer! This by no means is a good thing, if your getting confused with the exclamation points...it hot and gross. I am a more of a winter-y gal, so this isn't pleasant. Isn't it funny how the first thig you think about when you try and explain your at-the-moment predicament is you CURRENT mental or physical state instead of the factors leading up to it that made it this way?! I know i said no philosophy, but I think its to natural to not include it...so lets just accept it as a nessaccery part of this (and every other) blog and move on.
So about 2 months till I start UNI (gasp!) ...excited, trepidation is filling the air... but glad. This is definatly the path I want to follow. When I was gonig through the gastly HSC (final Yr12 exams..) I made a list of things I wanted to do when I finished. Here it is:
1. Learn to play the guitar and piano
2. Start putting together a scrapbook of my parents memories for the 20th anniversary (i have a little over a year to doit)!!
3. organise all the cd's and dvd's in order (big feat...i have many as you can imagine) - in the process
4. learn to drive (in the process)
5. get a job (done!)
6. organise my wardrobe (in the process)
7. redecorate my room (already bought the curtains!)
8. Fix up my Itunes (slow in any movment..i just keep adding to it instead!) and thats probably about it...as well as get more fit and read more!
But that's how it goes! those are my priorities and what would make me happy. I guess I didn't have a real purpose for this blog, just oulining my to-do's for this year, or at least the next few months! The next chapter is exciting, and I cant wait to hare my progress with you!
Currently listening:Let GoBy Nada SurfRelease date: 2003-02-04
Blog 5 Current mood: breezy Category: Goals, Plans, Hopes
Neeeeeew Yeeeaaar!!!!!!
Ahhh it feels good. And ok yes, it may be a little bias because I just watched a fabulolus episode of One Tree Hill...but what's wrong with that? What's wrong with using a medium like dare I say 'music' or television to bring out all those feelings that are cooped up inside to the surface so you can feel free and content to be who you are...some times we need a little help.
Ok. Philosophy aside...what's cooking? Well I'm in Sydney (Australia) and I just came back from a week in Melbourne to visit my family and MY GOD its hot here! Never thought I would say it but for once Syd is actually warmer! This by no means is a good thing, if your getting confused with the exclamation points...it hot and gross. I am a more of a winter-y gal, so this isn't pleasant. Isn't it funny how the first thig you think about when you try and explain your at-the-moment predicament is you CURRENT mental or physical state instead of the factors leading up to it that made it this way?! I know i said no philosophy, but I think its to natural to not include it...so lets just accept it as a nessaccery part of this (and every other) blog and move on.
So about 2 months till I start UNI (gasp!) ...excited, trepidation is filling the air... but glad. This is definatly the path I want to follow. When I was gonig through the gastly HSC (final Yr12 exams..) I made a list of things I wanted to do when I finished. Here it is:
1. Learn to play the guitar and piano
2. Start putting together a scrapbook of my parents memories for the 20th anniversary (i have a little over a year to doit)!!
3. organise all the cd's and dvd's in order (big feat...i have many as you can imagine) - in the process
4. learn to drive (in the process)
5. get a job (done!)
6. organise my wardrobe (in the process)
7. redecorate my room (already bought the curtains!)
8. Fix up my Itunes (slow in any movment..i just keep adding to it instead!) and thats probably about it...as well as get more fit and read more!
But that's how it goes! those are my priorities and what would make me happy. I guess I didn't have a real purpose for this blog, just oulining my to-do's for this year, or at least the next few months! The next chapter is exciting, and I cant wait to hare my progress with you!
Currently listening:Let GoBy Nada SurfRelease date: 2003-02-04
Friday, December 12, 2008
Blog 4 Current mood:peachy Category: Music
Muuuuuussssssssiicccccc (music):
God, the word itself is beautiful! Firstly, I just want to mention that I got Coldplay tickets a few days ago (YAY!) and secondly, the reason for this blog is because I got a response from Bryan Greenberg himself!!!!!
Can I just say "what-the-hell!" Jim Beaver is another man (actor on CW's Supernatural) that has sent me a message after I gave them a quick hello and thanks for adding me! I was so sure that these people are too busy or posh to actually reply themselves to these emails. However they are not! I am at lease 100% sure that Jim wrote back to me and I'm sure Bryan did too.
Music is a beautiful thing and since I have got a MySpace account I have had lots of friend requests from musicians to add them and hear their music. I believe music is a gift from God (not to sound cliche' but I couldn't think of another pun that expressed its important and magnificence enough...) and I couldn't be more accepting of those offers. Whoever reads this know; that I care for music deeply and when I hear something with effort in it (regardless of my musical preference) I will devote time, to make it special.
In summation, I can't wait to build up my friends list with people who love music and cherish it the way I do. I am not exclusive to them offcourse, but this is my little Thank-you blog for those popular, acclaimed and famed people who have millions of fans, and actually go on MySpace (which it may be quite hypocritical..but...seriously!?) and reach back to the fans and give time and answer us. The feelnig is so special and takes away the thousands of kilometers that part between us.
Music is the emotion that keeps us together,
Love, Light and Music...Shailee.
Currently listening:Can't Love, Can't HurtBy AugustanaRelease date: 2008-04-29
Blog 4 Current mood:peachy Category: Music
Muuuuuussssssssiicccccc (music):
God, the word itself is beautiful! Firstly, I just want to mention that I got Coldplay tickets a few days ago (YAY!) and secondly, the reason for this blog is because I got a response from Bryan Greenberg himself!!!!!
Can I just say "what-the-hell!" Jim Beaver is another man (actor on CW's Supernatural) that has sent me a message after I gave them a quick hello and thanks for adding me! I was so sure that these people are too busy or posh to actually reply themselves to these emails. However they are not! I am at lease 100% sure that Jim wrote back to me and I'm sure Bryan did too.
Music is a beautiful thing and since I have got a MySpace account I have had lots of friend requests from musicians to add them and hear their music. I believe music is a gift from God (not to sound cliche' but I couldn't think of another pun that expressed its important and magnificence enough...) and I couldn't be more accepting of those offers. Whoever reads this know; that I care for music deeply and when I hear something with effort in it (regardless of my musical preference) I will devote time, to make it special.
In summation, I can't wait to build up my friends list with people who love music and cherish it the way I do. I am not exclusive to them offcourse, but this is my little Thank-you blog for those popular, acclaimed and famed people who have millions of fans, and actually go on MySpace (which it may be quite hypocritical..but...seriously!?) and reach back to the fans and give time and answer us. The feelnig is so special and takes away the thousands of kilometers that part between us.
Music is the emotion that keeps us together,
Love, Light and Music...Shailee.
Currently listening:Can't Love, Can't HurtBy AugustanaRelease date: 2008-04-29
Blog 3
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Blog 3 Current mood: blissful Category: Life
WoW!
Step 1: breath in
I just got back from Camp Sababa and to say the very least, it was Amazing.
I spent the last four days of my life looking after kids with special needs, which if you read my last blog, you would know I was full of trepidation, hoping I wouldn't let them down. I have come back so much more self aware of my strength and passion to make life as creative and special for everyone. Kids with special needs live in a world of colour and magic and wonder...for the most part. I got to travel with them surrounded by games, colour books, arts and crafts and cartoons that have long since left me in my own childhood. It was refreshing and special to see life a different way, and learn the magic of a childs smile when you make them happy.
Step 2: hold your breath
There were times that were difficult sure. I looked after a boy with Prader Willie Syndrome. All you need to know is that this condition makes you think you are hungry all the time, even if you just ate. But my 'camper' is more than that. He is a boy, 15, who loves his dog, driving around, playing with the girls (hee!) swiming and being an all-round fun guy. Yes he has a condition, but that doesn't stop him living! I worked with him with another 'campanion' that I shared my role with. Together we helped out at meal times (too keep him eating a regular amount [sadly people with this condition die young from over-eating] however he was thin because his mother is food-strict!) and also kept him safe and entertained.
Step 3: breathe out
Some of the highlights of this camp was the talent show, where each camper (and thier companions to boot) got up and gave a performance, THREE fire trucks coming to the camp to spray everyone with water and wash them down the slide on the hill, the numerous buggy rides between the campers and companions around the complex, kareoke night (especially the teachers/helpers at the end!!), sailboating, swimming, and endless card games and chill sessions. I've learnt alot in this camp. Mostly in my relfection, I have become more aware about kids with disabilities. However it is more aparent that we are disabled when in comes to our view of them. They are kids. They are apart of society and shouldn't be feared. People stay away and try to ignore or hide away so they dont upset them, or embarress themselves, or any other multiude of excuses used. Myself included, would have rather crossed the road than walk near a child with down-syndrome or any other condition. But now, I see thier smiling face and laugh and emotions when we played drama games or sing-a-longs and I see then as equal member of sociely that just need the rest of us to be more open minded and think outside of our 'safe' norm, and allow for everyone to learn and be an individual.
Thanks for reading. Hopefully your compassion grows with me. Take Care and Happy Holidays,
Love, Light and Peace..Shailee. xoxo
Currently listening:Closer-The Best of Sarah McLachlanBy Sarah McLachlanRelease date: 2008-10-07
Blog 3 Current mood: blissful Category: Life
WoW!
Step 1: breath in
I just got back from Camp Sababa and to say the very least, it was Amazing.
I spent the last four days of my life looking after kids with special needs, which if you read my last blog, you would know I was full of trepidation, hoping I wouldn't let them down. I have come back so much more self aware of my strength and passion to make life as creative and special for everyone. Kids with special needs live in a world of colour and magic and wonder...for the most part. I got to travel with them surrounded by games, colour books, arts and crafts and cartoons that have long since left me in my own childhood. It was refreshing and special to see life a different way, and learn the magic of a childs smile when you make them happy.
Step 2: hold your breath
There were times that were difficult sure. I looked after a boy with Prader Willie Syndrome. All you need to know is that this condition makes you think you are hungry all the time, even if you just ate. But my 'camper' is more than that. He is a boy, 15, who loves his dog, driving around, playing with the girls (hee!) swiming and being an all-round fun guy. Yes he has a condition, but that doesn't stop him living! I worked with him with another 'campanion' that I shared my role with. Together we helped out at meal times (too keep him eating a regular amount [sadly people with this condition die young from over-eating] however he was thin because his mother is food-strict!) and also kept him safe and entertained.
Step 3: breathe out
Some of the highlights of this camp was the talent show, where each camper (and thier companions to boot) got up and gave a performance, THREE fire trucks coming to the camp to spray everyone with water and wash them down the slide on the hill, the numerous buggy rides between the campers and companions around the complex, kareoke night (especially the teachers/helpers at the end!!), sailboating, swimming, and endless card games and chill sessions. I've learnt alot in this camp. Mostly in my relfection, I have become more aware about kids with disabilities. However it is more aparent that we are disabled when in comes to our view of them. They are kids. They are apart of society and shouldn't be feared. People stay away and try to ignore or hide away so they dont upset them, or embarress themselves, or any other multiude of excuses used. Myself included, would have rather crossed the road than walk near a child with down-syndrome or any other condition. But now, I see thier smiling face and laugh and emotions when we played drama games or sing-a-longs and I see then as equal member of sociely that just need the rest of us to be more open minded and think outside of our 'safe' norm, and allow for everyone to learn and be an individual.
Thanks for reading. Hopefully your compassion grows with me. Take Care and Happy Holidays,
Love, Light and Peace..Shailee. xoxo
Currently listening:Closer-The Best of Sarah McLachlanBy Sarah McLachlanRelease date: 2008-10-07
Blog 2
Saturday, December 06, 2008
Sababa Camp...or Camp Sababa Current mood: determined
Embarking on a journey of growth and experience is great. My biggest fear is complatency and knowing that my efforts as a volunteer, caretaker and friend to mental or physically disabled children for the next 4 days will give me a greater insight into myself as well as help out thier parents and enjoyment to the children is a really great thing. However growth can and is, usually slow. The idea that growth of self will happen so drastically in the camp is..scary. I'm not sure how I feel about changing so much. BUT the change will be the greater empathy towards people with disabilities, and that is only a good thing. My fear isn't for that but rather, finding out that I can't do this, look after someone, or connect, or understand them, or worse, that they don't connect and understand me. These fears are understandable offcourse, but as time goes by, I have a feeling I can find my way and squash my trepidation to work with my assigned camper. He has willies syndrome, and is described by previous volunteers in last years camp as delightful.
One of the most important lessons I learn was to see the Child before the Illness. This kid (who shall remain name-less for privacy reasons) loves sport, his dog, cards, guitar, wii games e.c.t. JUST LIKE US. I wanted to do this camp because I wanted to start my adult post-school life doing good things.
When I get back from this camp, I wander what I will feel like. Doing 'good' things is not exclusive to this moment in time, but forever. People say that this experience will be one of the best in your lifetime. I hope so.
Love, Light and Peace....Shailee... oxoxoxo (be well!)
Currently reading:The Final DetailBy Harlen Coben
Sababa Camp...or Camp Sababa Current mood: determined
Embarking on a journey of growth and experience is great. My biggest fear is complatency and knowing that my efforts as a volunteer, caretaker and friend to mental or physically disabled children for the next 4 days will give me a greater insight into myself as well as help out thier parents and enjoyment to the children is a really great thing. However growth can and is, usually slow. The idea that growth of self will happen so drastically in the camp is..scary. I'm not sure how I feel about changing so much. BUT the change will be the greater empathy towards people with disabilities, and that is only a good thing. My fear isn't for that but rather, finding out that I can't do this, look after someone, or connect, or understand them, or worse, that they don't connect and understand me. These fears are understandable offcourse, but as time goes by, I have a feeling I can find my way and squash my trepidation to work with my assigned camper. He has willies syndrome, and is described by previous volunteers in last years camp as delightful.
One of the most important lessons I learn was to see the Child before the Illness. This kid (who shall remain name-less for privacy reasons) loves sport, his dog, cards, guitar, wii games e.c.t. JUST LIKE US. I wanted to do this camp because I wanted to start my adult post-school life doing good things.
When I get back from this camp, I wander what I will feel like. Doing 'good' things is not exclusive to this moment in time, but forever. People say that this experience will be one of the best in your lifetime. I hope so.
Love, Light and Peace....Shailee... oxoxoxo (be well!)
Currently reading:The Final DetailBy Harlen Coben
Blog 1
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Blog 1 Current mood: angsty Category: Life
Dear Readers!
Things are kind of awkward, as usual. In this limbo, of what may be perceivedas an overly-emotion-typical-teen-angsty kind of moment I feel that there isn't enough work, enough music, or even enough lists [...making lists calms me...just go with it;)] that can make me feel at ease with the fuss of being related to my parents. I know I 'may' regret starting my first blog in this tone, but it's how I feel, and who knows where it will end up.
I guess this is where 'writing' kicks in. Crazy. Writing that sentence actually made me calmer. Honestly comes from within, and nothing creates a stillness like attributing the exact source of your unhappiness (or happiness) in order to move forward. Thats what writing does. It forces you to organise your thoughts logically and rationally.
Do you ever feel like ...people aren't on your side? The ones that are suppose to be. Or that they are picking a fight because, What, they're ..bored?! I don't know. Logic escapes me when people (dad) come into your room and become condescending about what you like or disprove your way if its not thiers. This all sounds spoilt and unrespectful, and maybe it is. But people are layered and maybe, just maybe they are putting thier shit and issues on you. I LOVE both my parents even in the heat of my hurt and confusion, but all I want is to understand.
They cant comunicate in the perfect way I wish they could. So I turn the tables and hope that I can communicate to them.
STOP ASSUMING.
STOP ORDERING.
STOP LECTURING.
What's left? To make MySelf happi. Period. What did I do today to give meaning and to try and understand and grow as a person? Well...
Today I went to work, made some money, got a reward (..for my efforts!) and accomplished something for my career. I visited my grandma in the nursing home and helped mum in the kitchen. Random moments filled my day, forcing compatability and patience that changed my mood through active changes in the day.
Everyone reading, firstly sorry if this is 'deep' and faltering, and plain blah, I promise that many more will be filled with whimsical stories, jokes and lessons learnt, but for today, my introduction is that of a layered and uncertain character with doubts, emotions and ... non-logic at times.Be well, take care and look after yourself;Light, Love and Peace...Shailee
Currently listening:King of the Delta BluesBy Robert JohnsonRelease date: 1997-10-07
Blog 1 Current mood: angsty Category: Life
Dear Readers!
Things are kind of awkward, as usual. In this limbo, of what may be perceivedas an overly-emotion-typical-teen-angsty kind of moment I feel that there isn't enough work, enough music, or even enough lists [...making lists calms me...just go with it;)] that can make me feel at ease with the fuss of being related to my parents. I know I 'may' regret starting my first blog in this tone, but it's how I feel, and who knows where it will end up.
I guess this is where 'writing' kicks in. Crazy. Writing that sentence actually made me calmer. Honestly comes from within, and nothing creates a stillness like attributing the exact source of your unhappiness (or happiness) in order to move forward. Thats what writing does. It forces you to organise your thoughts logically and rationally.
Do you ever feel like ...people aren't on your side? The ones that are suppose to be. Or that they are picking a fight because, What, they're ..bored?! I don't know. Logic escapes me when people (dad) come into your room and become condescending about what you like or disprove your way if its not thiers. This all sounds spoilt and unrespectful, and maybe it is. But people are layered and maybe, just maybe they are putting thier shit and issues on you. I LOVE both my parents even in the heat of my hurt and confusion, but all I want is to understand.
They cant comunicate in the perfect way I wish they could. So I turn the tables and hope that I can communicate to them.
STOP ASSUMING.
STOP ORDERING.
STOP LECTURING.
What's left? To make MySelf happi. Period. What did I do today to give meaning and to try and understand and grow as a person? Well...
Today I went to work, made some money, got a reward (..for my efforts!) and accomplished something for my career. I visited my grandma in the nursing home and helped mum in the kitchen. Random moments filled my day, forcing compatability and patience that changed my mood through active changes in the day.
Everyone reading, firstly sorry if this is 'deep' and faltering, and plain blah, I promise that many more will be filled with whimsical stories, jokes and lessons learnt, but for today, my introduction is that of a layered and uncertain character with doubts, emotions and ... non-logic at times.Be well, take care and look after yourself;Light, Love and Peace...Shailee
Currently listening:King of the Delta BluesBy Robert JohnsonRelease date: 1997-10-07
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