The pantless hermaphrodite

Winnie the Pooh was banned from a Polish playground for being an

 'inappropriate hermaphrodite'

Winnie the Pooh has been banned from a Polish playground

 because of his “dubious sexuality” and “inappropriate” dress.

This says something about us as a global community.

Humankind has an innate ability to find something wrong with everything.

My friend John Hall and I have always been of  the belief that wearing no pants

 symbolizes a day off, Doesn't Pooh deserve a day off too ?

He's a mythical character made up by an old man, I imagine that must be pretty tiring.
Perhaps the 'old man' is suffering from Alzheimer's and forgot to draw the pants.

Winnie the Pooh is also 'dumb as a box of rocks' maybe he forgot to put his pants on.

I'm a big proponent of 'no pants' if it was socially acceptable I'd sure do it.

Wouldn't you ?

He eats alot of honey, maybe his pants are being washed from frequent spilling.

Maybe, he likes to feel the air on his 'Winnie'.........

or he 'poohs' alot and requires quick access.

Whatever the truth is I think the 'bear should be bear'.....just sayin.

They say life is so much sweeter

Through the telephoto lens of fame

Whether you're late for church or you're stuck in jail

Hey, word's gonna get around

Everybody dies famous in a small town

-Miranda Lambert-


It's said that when someone shares their favorite songs with you,
 embrace them, because they’re giving you a small glimpse into their soul.

I try to do this in my stories each time.
Why do we close our eyes when we pray, cry, kiss or dream?
 Because the most beautiful things in life are not seen but felt by the heart

The safety of being a 'big fish' in a small pond, is like living on an island.

No one will ever discover your pretense if you don't cross 'the bridge',
 never venturing from the 'safety net'  of a small town.

Pooh is safe in the 'Hundred acre wood' without his pants, 
without the judgment of the global community, with his honey.

Life is easy for him as long as he doesn't cross 'the bridge.'
He'll never develop courage, because he won't have to challenge adversity.



Every adversity, every failure,

 every heartache carries with it the seed of an equal or greater benefit.

-Napoleon Hill-

Is Good Enough the New Perfect

True happiness...

 is not attained through self-gratification,

 but through fidelity to a worthy purpose.

-Helen Keller-

Who can create anything when only perfect is good enough ?

Once you acknowledge you aren't perfect and that your life isn't perfect after all

it becomes acceptable to simply be you in all your glorious imperfection.

Embracing imperfection is a kinder gentler way to live.

I haven't given up on my quest for excellence but...

 I'm a strong believer that going for 'good enough' leads to

 alot more  happiness than going for 'perfect'.

Being a commission sales person and a perfectionist is potentially lethal...LOL

Perfection is not attainable,

but if we chase it we can attain excellence.

-Vince Lombardi-

Have you ever tried to repair a glass vase or something equally precious that had fallen and smashed on the floor? Those hundreds of bits and pieces form an almost impossible puzzle and it is only through hours of patience and determination that you can almost repair the vessel. Once repaired, it is never the same as it was before. Water leaks through the cracks, edges are rough and uneven. This is because you are trying to restore the broken item to its original state which is impossible. The good news is that with a little creativity you can do so much more! Each little piece, when examined alone is seen for its own unique beauty. Together they can be used to build a new work of art, different to the first. I've seen beautiful art works where bits of glass were used to make mosaics, collages, mirrors, picture frames, and much more. Who could even tell what their original purpose had been?

 Would I have been that impressed with the glass chip when it was still part of a plate or window?

 Yet I marveled at its beauty as it hung proudly on a gallery wall.

In the past 24 months, I've had to pick up the pieces of a shattered life and recover from a some of the most painful moments in my life. One by one I held broken pieces up to the light, trying to figure out where they belonged. Turning them this way and that, I struggled to fit them back into their original places to restore the person I once had been. Every now and then I'd spot a glint of sunlight reflecting off a sharp shard and I'd throw it away. Then at times, I'd find a piece that was different and I'd realize that this little piece was lovely. After almost a year of fruitless effort, I've come to the realization that the person I once had been can never be restored to his original state. But God has blessed me with a unique opportunity to take all these lovely little pieces and to build someone new. Little bits and pieces of me, that were invisible in the past, are now given a chance to shine.

It is painful to have your life shattered and it may seem impossible to pick up those pieces. Sometimes we don't even know where to start. Any form of repair and reconstruction is a long process. But friends, know that it is also an opportunity to re-invent yourself to become the person you would like to be. It is a unique opportunity to look closely at the beautiful bits of you. To hold them up to the light and appreciate the way they shine. Don't waste time trying to rebuild the past, rather appreciate this wonderful gift and build a whole new future! One that you would proudly hang on a gallery wall.

-John Hall-