Analyzing everything....well sometimes a worm is just a worm.

I think I have spent my entire life analyzing things. Part of my work...part of my education...and partly because my mind just works that way. However, it would seem sometimes...a worm is just a worm. And that analyzing the worm...is of no use...and actually gives no information.

So...am I the only one who does this? No??? you say?...read on:

When it comes to differences between men and women, some are, as the French have always known, highly worthy of celebration. Others, however, are more often a source of confusion and downright misunderstanding between the sexes.

Among the latter, one of the most distinctive is invisible to the eye. Men and women differ dramatically in their approach to negative emotions such as sadness. Specifically, men avoid them, and women don't.

And therein lies a problem, says psychologist Susan Nolen-Hoeksema, Ph.D. Unfortunately, women can get stuck in negative emotions, caught in a downward spiral of hopelessness and immobility. And that, she finds, is a major reason women are twice as likely to develop depression as men are.

Over the past decade, Nolen-Hoeksema, professor of psychology at the University of Michigan, has found that women are far more inclined to ruminate about the stressors and disappointments they encounter—and get stuck there. They focus on symptoms of distress and the possible causes and consequences of them, repetitively and passively.

They go over and over their negative thoughts and feelings, examining them, questioning them, kneading them like dough. And like dough, their problems swell in size.

At the very least, such rumination makes life harder. And it damages relationships along the way.

"When there is any pause in our daily activities, many of us are flooded with worries, thoughts and emotions that swirl out of control, sucking our emotions and energy down, down, down. We are suffering from an epidemic of overthinking—caught in torrents of negative thoughts and emotions that overwhelm us and interfere with our functioning and well-being."

We are, in short, experiencing an epidemic of morbid meditation, the Michigan psychologist contends in a new book Women Who Think Too Much: How to Break Free of Overthinking and Reclaim Your Life (Henry Holt).

What is it that women ruminate about? The short answer is, almost everything: their appearance, their families, their career, their health. But most of all they ruminate about their relationships and about their body.

They might begin thinking about a recent conflict with a friend: How could she have said that to me? What does she really mean by that? How should I react?

But such questions just lead to more questions, what Nolen-Hoeksema calls "the yeast effect." Negative thoughts might start out about a specific event or situation but they expand and grow, spreading to more situations and leading to big questions about one's life. And—here's the kicker—they get more negative with time.

Of course, some rumination is natural, even necessary. But people who ruminate a lot amplify negative events. They dredge up more negative memories from the past, are more pessimistic about the present and more fatalistic about the future. That tilts them more towards despair, and renders them less likely to take positive action to either dispel the negativity or resolve underlying problems.

Their ruminations often center on relationships, because relationships are very important to women. Yet the social support that ruminators seek from their intimates often eludes them.

For one thing, they wind up torturing those closest to them with their oversize need for reassurance. Plus, the very hopelessness of ruminators makes them unpleasant to be around. So while they seek out others more, they actually get less of what they want from them.


Oops...that sounds familiar...all too familiar. That is why I have decided...if I have a question...then I am going to ask it. I tend to try to figure it out...and thus become one of those women...haha

Now...let's see. I see a worm...the worm looks distinterested in me...Actually I have no use for the worm...other than bait on a hook. The worm doesn't want to be bait...I don't feel like fishing...well...everything is good with the world. The worm is a worm...not a metaphor...and I am just a person...who doesn't want to ruminate...analyze...and waste my time on foolish speculation.

A friend once said..."see what speculation gets you?" To that I would reply..."yep...and I think that is one road...I don't want to travel down."

I should have had a V-8...stop over thinking...a worm is just a worm...



haha

We are a strange breed don't you think???? Well one thing is sure...I won't be thinking about it....Right...haha




Yep...sometimes a worm is just a worm...and not a metaphor for something else...and sometimes...we just think too much...so what to do now?

Go fishing...

Love,
The Lass

sometimes we try...and then we fail

It would seem that in life all we can do is try....and when we fail...well...we dust ourselves off...and get on with it...looking for a new day...a new way...and I believe that is something...of a success...

To all the failures out there...



Take a deep breath...and start all over again.

motivation...tap into their passion

I have been managing people and things for years...and I have often believed that my success came when I tapped into peoples passion. I let them manage themselves. In my current position I have found the greatest satisfaction, not because I earn a lot of money...because I don't. Not because I have a prestigious position, because I don't. But because for the first time in years, I am liberated to allow my management style to flourish...because we are a all striving to make it better. It has been my greatest opportunity...oddly because I have found my strengths...and learned from my weaknesses.

I also have been able to put into practice...Steven Covey's principles...and for his wonderful voice...and thoughts...I am grateful...

So here is a little Covey...



So join me at the community...I am now a member of Steven Covey's community...

Hope to see you there.

Love,
The Lass

running up that hill

Some songs just get to the point like Kate Bush's...running up that hill...

It doesn't hurt me.
You wanna feel how it feels?
You wanna know, know that it doesn't hurt me?
You wanna hear about the deal I'm making?
You (be running up that hill)
You and me (be running up that hill)

And if I only could,
Make a deal with God,
And get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building.
If I only could, oh...

You don't want to hurt me,
But see how deep the bullet lies.
Unaware that I'm tearing you asunder.
There is thunder in our hearts, baby.
So much hate for the ones we love?
Tell me, we both matter, don't we?

You, (be running up that hill0
You and me, (be running up that hill)
You and me won't be unhappy.

And if I only could,
Make a deal with God,
And get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building,
If I only could, oh...

'C'mon, baby, c'mon, c'mon, darling,
Let me steal this moment from you now.
C'mon, angel, c'mon, c'mon, darling,
Let's exchange the experience, oh...'

And if I only could,
Make a deal with God,
And get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
With no problems..

'If I only could, be running up that hill.'

Bush herself interpreted it as being about two people who are in love and how the power of love is almost too big for them-it leaves them very insecure and in fear of losing each other. She says it's also talking about the fundamental differences between man and woman. However, it is quite easy to see this as a mystical anthem, and it was once described as "a techno-pop hymn". Robert Christgau described the song as in fact being about "a woman's orgasm in 4 minutes 58 seconds", giving yet another twist.

I rather think...Kate's is right...and when I hear the song, I understand it...and yet...Robert's view is a very interesting take...regardless of what you think...this is a great tune...



enjoy...running up that hill

Love,

The lass

life begins with a step...then a leap...then...flight....

Well, I decided...to fly today...and you know...this bird was meant to fly and fly she will...

Oh...and you know time is a relative thing...and it is my time. Why? Because I decided it was....



Indeed...it is my time...and my turn...and you know, every day is a new day!!!

Love,
The Lass

The eyes are the window to the soul...yep...and that is not all...

Mats Larsson has looked at relationship between measures of personality and the 'crypts, pigment dots, and contraction furrows' of the iris.

The idea that personality differences are related to iris characteristics is not new. In 1965, Cattell observed differences in cognitive styles between blue and brown eyed subjects (Cattell, 1965) and since then eye color has been found to be related to a great variety of physiological and behavioral characteristics. Dark eyed people have on average higher scores on extraversion, neuroticism (Gentry et al., 1985), ease of emotional arousal (Markle, 1976) and sociability (Gary and Glover, 1976). However, there are a number of studies that fail to replicate the personality findings, typically because the effect tends to fade after early childhood. For instance, Rubin and Both (1989) found that blue-eyed children in kindergarten and Grade 2 were overrepresented in groups of extremely withdrawn youngsters, whereas no association could be found in Grade 4 or between eye color and extreme sociability in any grade.

According to Larsson's more recent research, a gene called Pax6 is involved in both the development of the eye, and the development of an area of the frontal lobe called the anterior cingulate cortex or ACC.

The ACC is known to be involved in attention and inhibiting automatic responses, and there's plenty of evidence to link it to personality-relevant traits like empathy and self-control.

Larsson found that 'crypts' were significantly associated with five personality characteristics (Feelings, Tender mindedness, Warmth, Trust and Positive Emotions) whereas 'contraction furrows' were associated with Impulsiveness.

I can't say I'm entirely clear what 'crypts' and 'contraction furrows' look like, but there's a description on Wikipedia.

If it comes as a surprise that the same gene could influence both the eye and brain development, it shouldn't... based on what we already know.

The retina, like the brain, is part of the central nervous system, so genes that code for the eye could also be associated with brain development.

Furthermore, the face develops from some of the same cells as the brain during the early stages of embryo growth.

This is why disorders that cause learning disabilities are sometimes associated with distinctive facial features (e.g. Down syndrome, Williams syndrome)

Sometimes we use our eyes to communicate...because we know that fact, other times we hide our eyes...so as not to reveal...so what say you?

well silly...just open your eyes...you'll get it eventually.

Love,
The Lass

Oh...and there is this



There must be something to it...

sometimes you just need a little help from your friends...

because of a couple of friends I was able to traverse a river...and found the other side to provide exactly what I needed to make the rest of my journey...completely and unreservedly optimistic...and full of potential.

Yep...with a little help from my friends...I made it to the other side...maybe it took me a lifetime...but then again...I have a lifetime to live out...with love...hope that some crazy guy...will find this extraordinary gal...and well...that will be the beginning of my story...

Take it away Joe...




Love you all.

The Lass

Cat Stevens...and a little wind

When I was a wee Lass I remember listening to Cat Stevens...and it was his voice...the lyrics...and the images...

The wind...



And this one...Father and Son



and this one...my favorite...for many reasons.



So....in the quiet of this evening...I hear Cat Stevens...and I am reminded of a gentle time...and a time of innocence...hope...and listening to Cat...

Love,
The Lass

you can spend a whole life listening...then trip...

I have learned something today...the art of listening. Well...my friends over a lifetime have known the secret..that I knew as well. I used to listen...and thus found conversation...people would talk...I could draw them out...and just listen.

Now...someone observed I no longer do that...and so, I wonder how does one change...to something they are not? I wonder how a lifetime habit could change...

I think it is because...I looked for conversation...a lifetime of listening meant I no longer had a voice...and when I went to voice...I no longer had conversation.

Friends tell you the truth...and the truth is difficult at times. But, it is also very good to hear.

I think that is answers many questions. It also will help me to be a better friend again. Which is important...in the end.

Light, comes through sometimes. And it helps to heal wounds. Will it change anything? No...but it did answer the question.

Listening again...good to do...and something I am more comfortable with.

Love,
The lass

the fish...a priest...and a battle...

There are many allegories in life. Too many. But...there is one that I found in the Quiet Man to be a great one...The big fish...what you may ask is that? Well...my non fisherman friends...here goes.

You see in this little village of Innisfree, Ireland there was a river running through it...and as all good rivers...it was occupied by salmon...not just any salmon...but a historic salmon...the big guy...the one that the local priest sought out...like all good fisherman. He was a patient priest...wanting very little in this life. Oh...maybe to catch a fine fish is for some a grand thing...for this priest, it was a test of wills...his and the fish.

Now the encounters there were many...and the priest and fish would fight for position. The fish...well lets just say...teased the fisherman...and the fisherman...stayed steady...marshelling all the skill that a good fisherman has.

So...this battle raged. The Priest trying to catch the one that should not get away as some prize...There were other fish of course. Other fish would be easily caught...but not this one. Oh no...this was the fish that legions were made of. This was the fish of a lifetime...and no matter what it took...the priest would have this and only this fish...as a show of his mastery...

Now..the truth is...the priest didn't want to consume the fish...he simply wanted to catch the fish...and in truth the fish didn't want to be caught...but playing with the priest was also sport for a fish that wanted to play...so on one eventful day...these two combat veterans were about to meet their moment...

When the priest was met by Mary Kate...with a confession. Now a priest is always a priest, even when he is fishing...and although Mary Kate was indeed in need of confession...the good Father was in need of catching THE FISH. Then at once...the big one took the bate...and was hooked...God in his heaven had delivered the fish...or was it? Did the fish know that Mary Kate would be the source of its rescue? Was the fish so smart as to know that Mary Kate...would provide the priest with a dillema...a moral dilema...Am I a priest or am I a fisherman...

Well...Mary Kate's confession was alarming...and the fish was fighting...and the Priest well, dividing his time between his Godly chore and the Big Fish...lost it...for the fish was free to swim in the river...once again...illuding the Priest...and the Priest was forced to give Mary Kate a piece of his Godly mind...

So it was that in this little village...a fisherman had a near moment...with a fish who also had its near moment...and that is when I knew...that all good relationships are based not on the catch...but in the constant...wonderful pursuit. And why? Because silly...for them to continue to pursue each other...in the constant chase...that all good relationships are based on...

If you don't agree...just see the movie...and if you still don't agree...I suggest you go fishing.

What a couple these two were...



How I love fishing...and the stories that come from that most noble sport.

Love,
The Lass

Now I had some time to think...oh my God...not again...

I thought along the road...I love road trips. And this one took me back to the Quiet Man...a movie that I loved as a child...and still love to this day.

Well, I have some friends that are about to embark on marriage...and here is the key...or some might think...haha

Enjoy...a few scenes...back later with further comment...



Now he wasn't all that Quiet now was he...

Love,
The Lass

5 w-10 L ...what the heck does that mean? Baseball

okay...so I am a fan. But, I think my Tigers need a little help. No really. Seattle is 8w-8l. Now I am not complaining. Of course this is just the beginning. And everyone has a bad day. But I am living in the land of the enemy. Could someone whisper to the guys in Detroit...this lass is needing a little victory!!!!

So, just in case one the team members happens by my blog...well it could happen. Then understand this...I love the heck out of you guys...but time is a wasting...and I need to brag to my friends...who now are cruising around Europe...doing God knows what...for the environment...but who find time to remind me about baseball scores. And that is just more than I can take.

So...it is that time of year again.



for all the little boys...of my favorite team...your loyal fan

Love,
The Lass

A friend shared this with me tonight...WOW

I love this guy...this is great. And thanks John...you are still trying to get me to the other side..haha Well, I just might get there yet. Do you mean you play like that?

Well, I don't think so...and John, remember I told you so. HMMMM....is she psychic or simply able to read the tea leaves?....my secret. And that is not to be confused with The Secret...which I will discuss at a latter time. Just musing about it right now.

Enjoy...



This is some great guitar picking. And Lori, still playing? Nope. You gave up too soon. I expect you to get back to it...and play like you never thought you would or could...like this guy.

Having fun with music...gotta love this guy.

Love,
The Lass

Oh...did I tell you I play air guitar? Does that count? Well I do...okay...it doesn't count.

sometimes...it is our perspective...

We all have our take on things...and I enjoy a good intelligent look at the world every now and then.

Intelligent humor. A little thought...a twist and well you will get it...if you don't. You are probably riding in the the back of the truck...



So, I think you get the picture...

Living life in the cab...haha

Love,
The Lass

siddhartha...and Hesse

When I was much younger I began reading the works of Herman Hesse...and was drawn by his imagery...but also something else...his humanity. And some of his views...molded mine...like these:

Knowledge can be communicated, but wisdom cannot. A man can find it, he can live it, he can be filled and sustained by it, but he cannot utter or teach it.

If you hate a person, you hate something in him that is part of yourself. What isn't part of ourselves doesn't disturb us.

"Despair is the result of each earnest attempt to go through life with virtue, justice and understanding and fulfill their requirements. Children live on one side of despair, the awakened on the other side."

But it was the story of Siddhartha that struck me more than the others...why? Well there was this...The search for the meaning of life...

Hesse's works are largely confessional and autobiographical and deal with questions of "Weltanschauung," of a philosophy of life. Typically, as in Siddhartha, the individual's search for truth and identity through what Hesse called the "inward journey" is draped around the plot. Siddhartha, the obedient son of a rich Brahman, awakens one day to the realization that his life is empty and that his soul is not satisfied by his devotion to duty and strict observances of religious ordinances. He leaves home with his friend Govinda to begin his journey. First, he becomes an ascetic mendicant, but fasting and physical deprivation do not bring him closer to peace. Subsequently, he speaks with Gotama Buddha, who has attained the blissful state of Nirvana.

This concept of Nirvana...struck many in my generation...bliss...but what is weltanshauung..really?

Well it is a German term for "World-view," a general outlook on human life and its place in the greater order of the universe.

I was thinking about this on the way home from work...the world view...and then I remembered Hesse...

Strange how we read...and then the work becomes part of our inner thoughts...just like him...to have written a book about internal journey to make me think...how little we really know about ourselves...maybe that is why I really liked this man's work so much.


Thanks Herman...for letting me remember...something I read so long ago...and found




And we all search...journey...and then journey again...

If you haven't read this man's work...do.

Love,
The Lass

Make an Anatomically Correct Brain Cake - wikiHow

Make an Anatomically Correct Brain Cake - wikiHow

How to Make an Anatomically Correct Brain Cake

from wikiHow - The How to Manual That You Can Edit

If ever you're in the mood, or in the company of neuroscientists with something to celebrate, you may have need to create an anatomically correct brain cake.

Steps

1. Choose an illustration as your pattern. Look for something without a lot of detail, but enough to create the major brain areas. Google Images (http://images.google.com) should return a few options. Print and cut out a pattern that is the correct size for your cake.
   
2. Bake your cake. Be aware when you're planning to present your cake, the final cake will be 1.5-2" (4-5cm) wider then your template. Two 9" (23cm) rounds were sufficient for the cake in these pictures. Bake the cake according to the directions on the box. Let it cool completely. Meanwhile...
   
3. Make at least 1 batch of marshmallow fondant (depending on the size of your cake), and color it with food coloring. 4 drops of red, 4 drops of yellow, and 2 drops of green makes a good grey matter color. The marshmallow fondant article does not recommend using any butter or shortening for greasing hands and work spaces, but a slightly shiny texture is not undesirable here, so use as much as you want because it gets very sticky.
   
4. Assemble your cake. Stack each layer with a small amount of filling. Don't over do it with the filling or they may slide around. Do not frost the outside of your cake.
   
5. Position your pattern on top of the cake, and score the cake with a knife to leave the outline of your pattern in the cake.
   
6. Remove the pattern and carefully carve the cake into the shape of your pattern. You can cut each piece off in sections to make it easier. Don't worry if it's not perfect, since everything will eventually be covered with frosting and fondant. Slightly round the sharp edges.
   
7. Frost your cake completely.
   
8. Powder your work surface with a good amount of corn starch. Pinch off a lemon-sized ball of marshmallow fondant and roll it out to about 1/4-1/8" (3-6mm) thick.
   
9. Work one cortex (area) at a time.
   
   • Wrinkle, mold, stretch, and otherwise manhandle the rolled fondant into grey matter, and then use your rounded form to do the final shaping of the cortex. Use your cut-out pattern as a guide and take your time. You can always mash it back into a ball, add some water and start over.
     
   • Carefully place the finished piece onto the frosted cake. Trim any excess with a pizza cutter.
     
   • Repeat for each cortex.
     
   • When you come to the cerebellum (the walnut-shaped structure near the back of the brain), roll a lime-size ball of fondant very thin, 1/8" (3mm) thick. Fold back and forth like a fan and then flatten slightly for the desired effect.
     
   
   
10. Add the brain stem. Roll out your fondant and lay it on flat. Trim excess with a pizza cutter. Once you've covered the entire cake you're done!
    

Tips

• Pipe names of brain regions using colored frosting.
  
• Use chocolate chips to make an EEG grid. Pipe on the numbers. A plastic bag filled with 1 tablespoon of white frosting makes a great fine-tipped pastry bag in a pinch. Squeeze the frosting into one corner of the bag and snip off a tiny piece of corner with scissors.
  
• Use shortening or butter to grease hands and work surface while making marshmallow fondant.
  
• Grease the fondant ball with shortening or butter and wrap it tightly in plastic wrap to keep it from drying out. Keep the extra wrapped up while molding brain regions.
  
• If your fondant becomes dry, work in some water a few drops at a time.
  

Things You'll Need

• 2 9" Round cake pans
  
• Boxed cake mix
  
• 1 to 2 batches of marshmallow fondant
  
• Long, sharp knife
  
• Frosting
  
• Corn starch
  
• Rounded form (upside down glass bowl, easter egg cake pan)
  
• Pizza cutter
  
• Colored frosting for piping (optional)
  
• Chocolate chips (optional)
  

Related wikiHows

• How to Make Kitty Litter Cake
  
• How to Make a Hamburger Cake
  
• How to Make a Fire Breathing Dragon Cake
  
• How to Make Candy Sushi
  

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This is very important stuff...now who else would take the time...to help you create a cake...with a brain attached? HMMMMM?

Love,
The Lass

Identify Dangerous Marine Animals in Australian Waters - wikiHow

Identify Dangerous Marine Animals in Australian Waters - wikiHow

How to Identify Dangerous Marine Animals in Australian Waters

from wikiHow - The How to Manual That You Can Edit

Australians like to tease overseas visitors about the dangerous animals lurking on land and in water. Unfortunately, this sense of humour is a coping mechanism for those living in a land beset by poisonous and downright dangerous beasties. Before you venture in the waters off the Australian coast, be you a land-lubbing Aussie urbanite or a happy-go-lucky tourist visiting Australia, it can be helpful to know what to be on the lookout for...

Steps

1. Understand the dangers and balance these with common sense. The dangers in Australian waters are real and that is not even to mention riptides and high waves that sweep away unsuspecting rock hopping tourists. A number of venomous marine animals inhabit Australian waters and knowing their habits can help to keep you safe from encounters, meaning that it is perfectly possible to come to an arrangement where you can enjoy your water activities without being harmed by the resident wildlife.
   
2. Look out for blue ringed octopus. This pretty but deadly little creature resides in rockpools and other still areas of water all around Australia's coastline. They are also known the make a home inside beverage cans and other containers that make their way to the bottom of lakes, artificial water spaces and the like, close to beaches, such as in Adelaide's foreshore area. If accidentally trodden on or picked up, this creature inflicts a fairly painless bite.[1] Unfortunately, its toxin is highly lethal and fast acting. To avoid it, don't pick up anything that could harbour this octopus - rocks in rockpools, cans lying in water or other containers. Never provoke it and watch where you tread. If bitten, immediate hospitalisation is required, with mouth-to-mouth resuscitation should breathing cease in the interim - mouth-to-mouth can keep a victim alive.[2] Place pressure on the wound, as for a snakebite.
   
3. Beware the box jellyfish. Box jellyfish are found in northern Australia's coastline. This jellyfish has long tentacles that reach around 3 metres in length. These tentacles contain a highly venomous poison that can kill within minutes of contact. To avoid this creature, obey the signs. Most beaches will be signposted when these creatures descend en masse and you would do well to stay out of the water - New Scientist labelled these creatures as not "dim-witted ocean drifters" but "fast, active predators that hunt and kill with incredible speed and brutality."[3] Their season is usually October - May, so be especially cautious during this time. Get immediate medical help if stung and tell them it is a box jellyfish sting so that the ambulance or lifesaving club staff can bring antivenom. Use vinegar to neutralise the sting and keep the sting "gravity neutral" - if it is too high, it will carry to the heart faster and if too low, it will cause swelling.[4]Apply limb pressure immobilisation if appropriate.[5] Cold packs can ease pain for conscious victims.
   
4. Avoid the stonefish. Stonefish are masters at the art of camouflage. They are found in the tropical coastline of Queensland and the Northern Territory. Stone fish have 13 venomous spines along the back that produce intense pain on contact. Most encounters are accidental, as waders tread on them unwittingly. Avoid the stonefish by not wading with bare feet, watching where you put your feet and being aware of where stonefish are known to reside. If stung, seek immediate medical assistance. In the interim, assist a victim by placing the sting into hot water (as hot as the victim can tolerate) and mouth-to-mouth if the victim collapses. Do not constrict movement of the venom in this instance.[6]
   
5. Take care to keep away from the stingray. Stingrays are mostly all over Australia, and can impact swimmers, divers, kayakers and other unsuspecting water lovers. They are bottom dwellers most of the time, tending to feed on the sand surface. Often they cannot be seen as they sit under the sand, with a eye possibly poking out. Generally stingrays are not aggressive but they are equipped to protect themselves. Stingray injuries can include lacerations from the barb at the end of its tail, along with the potential for infection, intense pain and respiratory or other reactions in susceptible persons. Avoid stingray encounters by being careful where you place your feet and not provoking any that you encounter swimming in your vicinity; move away immediately and without panic. Seek medical assistance immediately if stung.
   
6. Don't swim with sharks. Australian coastline is a haven for many sharks and, in particular, for the great white shark, the grey nurse shark and the whale shark. A number of sharks are listed as endangered species in Australia. To keep out of the way of sharks, use common sense and keep away from areas known to be shark infested. Swim with other people and avoid swimming in dirty or turbid water. If you see a school of fish behaving strangely, this may be a indicator of the presence of sharks and you should leave immediately. Avoid swimming in deep channels, with pets, or near people fishing (the bait will attract the sharks).[7]
   

Tips

• Teach children early what to be careful about and always remind them not pick up rocks, shells, cans etc. when they don't know what might be in a rockpool or other areas of a beach. Keep a close eye on young children and the things they are playing with. Always supervise swimming and take no risks with children when there might be a possibility of an encounter with any of these creatures.
  

Things You'll Need

• Solid shoes for rockpool wading
  
• Locals or surf lifesavers for information
  
• Medical supplies in case of an emergency (vinegar, bandages etc.)
  

Related wikiHows

• How to Treat a Stingray Sting
  
• How to Swim With Stingrays
  
• How to Kill a Jellyfish
  
• How to Maintain Emergency Medical Information
  

Sources and Citations

1. ↑ BarrierReefAustralia.com Blue Ring Octopus


2. ↑ BarrierReefAustralia.com Blue Ring Octopus


3. ↑ Bugbog, Jellyfish Advice and Information


4. ↑ Bugbog, Jellyfish Advice and Information


5. ↑ First Aid Treatment, First Aid Treatment of Chironex and Other Box Jellyfish Stings


6. ↑ The Australian Venom Compendium, Stinging Fish


7. ↑ Australian Government, Sharks in Australian Waters

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she is the most extraordinary person that ever lived....

Sometimes human beings collide...they simply do. Their lives interest in such a way...that somehow...in the most remarkable...and most human way...they are connected...their differences obscured by their recognition of each other. Thus I believe Val Kilmer has found the most interesting intersection of two lives...Mark Twain and Mary Baker Eddy...two souls on completely different paths...one found something to cling to and created a religion...the other found something to struggle with...and found a woman...who would confound...perplex...and made him think...

and thinking for Mark Twain was dangerous...



You simply must see this one...it looks to be a jewel.

Love,
The Lass

carl...my young friend and employee extraordinare...

One of the things about working in retail...is you get to working with people who are quite extraordinary...like Carl.

Carl is a young man who is mentally challenged...or so they say. Yes, Carl is someone who life gave many challenges...his IQ is not going to win him scholarships...his temperment sometimes can be a little off...and he is sometimes a little lazy.

But each time I come into work...and Carl is there...he comes running up to me...smiling...with arms wide open to give me a hug..."Diana...what do you want me do tonight...we work hard?...I love working with you...can I have an RMU...what you want me to do first...Diana?" And so Carl, smiling from ear to ear...grabs hold of my heart...and everyone who sees this gentle soul...knows...he has more guts...more stregnth and more civility than most...he is afterall my Carl...and with each passing day...I marvel at how he continues to try...to please...and in the end...although his life will never be "normal"...it is Carl that gives me a daily lesson in humanity...his love of life is great...his generousity of affection even greater.

So...although this job is not exactly what I would call my "calling"...I have moments when I share this little job...with Carl...and we work together...to try to make things better...or as Carl would say..."We did good tonight Diana? We work hard? We did a good job?" My response is always the same..."Yes Carl, we did good...and you were the most helpful of all...I don't know how I could have done it without you..." And in truth...I mean it.

So..if tomorrow you are at work...and you think it is a bit of a bore...think of me...and how lucky I am...I get a hug...a smile...each evening...from my friend and co-worker...Carl...now eat your heart out...haha

Well here is a view from a sister...who has a message...Jon...a spriritual teacher...



Carl...you are my spiritual teacher...unlimited in how you effect everyone...including me.

the prodigal son...a story....and a message

Everyone knows the story of course...but do they?

you see the story is a story that many parents know...all too well...but I say this...God in Heaven...sees each heart as one to keep...in his mercy...and love. I know this...from all that I see and all that I know...

Suffering through the paths a child takes....can break a parents heart...but...never will they stop loving...and hoping...I woke with this one thought...Be strong...believe...and know that all will come at the appropriate time...and love transforms all things...truly it does. Just know that it does. Who this message is for...I don't know...All I know...is that I need to write this message in the bottle.

And that is all I know...



Be strong...

You will see your hope come true...you will whoever you are...that needed this message tonight.

universe with a purpose...why yes of course...read on...

so...I love to take drives...long ones...with no particular destination...to simply explore my little part of the world...the parts I don't occupy...but rather visit...and while on these sojourns...I think...and when I do that...there is trouble in River City...that is T which rhymes with C which stands for Cosmos...which opens wide...to this little exploring mind...to uncover that which is the secret...the one great secret of the universe...what is that? Well...

It is the Why we are here...and how science and belief collide...or reside rather...in one glorious thought...or theory...

And so...tonight after my little drive...I went searching for something...and found this little thought...and I just wanted to share it...with all of you of course...



Now...take a little drive...or walk...or hike...or perhaps just sit back and enjoy a mental journey...however you get there...you may arrive at a spot where you and I in some quantum way...share a thought...then another...then...well who knows?

And if you do get there...you will recognize me...I am the one who is smiling...and a little fidgety...so say hello...and I will respond...with..."what took you so long?"

Love,
The Lass

hard sun...and I am taking a journey back in time...

I saw the movie 'Into the Wild", and I was reminded of a younger lass...who took two suitcases...and a dream to Alaska. Would she be able to live on pure faith? Would she be able to find what her heart dared to find? Would she sleep under the big sky...with the Northern Lights to comfort? Would she walk the streams...fish the deep...or land in a quiet meadow...with wild flowers for a bed. The lass would explore her world...camping...alone...one campsite to another...for three months she wandered around...searching for the answer...What brought her to the place of the wild...and tame...of mountains...and of glaciers deep. She would stay a long time...with family joining in...and when it was her time to leave...she moved again...this time with three suitcases...a dream...and many stories...to tell around the campfire...

So...when I saw this movie...I remembered the younger Lass...who journeyed to that wild place...and made a life...one day at a time...

If you haven't seen the movie...do...and to my Alaskan friends and family...it is still a land...full of promise...hardship...and most of all...the last great place for finding what is in each of us...primal...and born to live...in a world of splendor and hope...

so...enjoy...



It is a big hard world...yes indeed it is.

Love,
The Lass

I like parables...and stories...and it is how I communicate....

Sometimes we see people as they really are...the core of them...and sometimes...we stick with people...to help them know who they are...so they can move to who they really are at the core...and thus...I tell stories...for those I love...and thus show them who they are...

It is difficult at times to remember we all need encouragement...and even sometimes a little nudge...a sort of tale...to get people to see that they too can have the lives they are meant to live...the loves they are meant to have...the careers they are meant to explore...the people they are meant to be with.

We all need acknowledgment....we all need some paint...well some more than others...but oh what glorious paintings...we create...



oh...and when you paint...use all the colors in your pallet...you see...if you leave one out...the rest will be very sad...

Love,
The Lass

oh...and what we begin with...isn't nearly as interesting as the end product...don't you agree?

just when you think you have it right...well...you don't

I love happy endings...truly I do...and someone I care about has a happy ending...He found the love of his life...and you know something...

Celebrating his good fortune...and his wonderful life.

Love,
The Lass



Justin...and Adriana...And LaVerne...see you in June...for your wedding...and Phil and Ann...and oh...John...heard the news...you silly man...finally you got some sense...glad to hear it....Phil told me.

Well all you love birds...be happy...if not...I will have to remind you about solitaire...not a good game...

I love the movie princess bride...but this one...well you be the judge

I speak to friends every day who say they just don't have any hope for our political process...they are gloomy...you know who you are...well snap out of it...there is a nation at stake...and although this is not the answer...and a little late considering the choices now...well...I thought this would brighten your spirits...and get you out of the political morass...



Now...if you want to make yourself feel really good...there are other political processes......and well...I will let you be the judge.



now would you debate that there is something to hope for?



And if you don't thing that there are women in the world who are speaking...and at great personal risk...there is this not so funny...



Sooo...my sad hearted friends...get up off your duffs...and remember you are Americans...born to the greatest political system the world ever invented...Remember your roots...remember our forefathers...



well...I have to go to work now...now be good...and drink a nice cup of tea...

Love,
The Lass

my family loves to sing lullabies to ours...

There is nothing more memorable to me than hearing my mother sing a lullaby to us...when we were small in the eyes of world...and it was something we would do with my nieces....a tradition...to bring sleep to my nieces and to bring quiet to the home...safe and secure...we would be...with a lullaby to bring us to the land of dreams..and dreaming....

But this lullaby has a different tone and a different meaning. A child born to a violent culture would need such sweet refrain...and assurance that all would be well...this is the lullaby to save the child from the real fears...not of the goblin in the closet....but the fears no child should ever bear...

This is the Lullaby for a world gone mad...and the peace of a child's sleep in it.



so sweet dreams all...

And I sing a lullaby...to all of you...and Matt and Henry...this is dedicated to you...

Love,
The Lass

the babpipes...and a little history

The bagpipes...they truly are an amazing instrument...and part of my Scottish heritage.
How so? Well here so...



And then there is this...



Bet you never heard that before...and I know you never thought you would...well it is my job...to help you out...

haha

Love,
The lass

in the wee small hours of the morning...

there are times I awake...to the wee small hours of the morning. And again my thoughts drift off to someone far away...but never far from my heart. I wonder sometimes what would have been...what could have been...and then find myself in the wee small hours of the morning...thinking...



I love the tune...and still love the man...who is far away...but never far from my thoughts...in the wee small hours of the morning.

April fool's day...what does that mean?

Well, where did this come from? This interesting tradition...hmmm...let's see.

Constantine and Kugel

Another explanation of the origins of April Fools' Day was provided by Joseph Boskin, a professor of history at Boston University. He explained that the practice began during the reign of Constantine, when a group of court jesters and fools told the Roman emperor that they could do a better job of running the empire. Constantine, amused, allowed a jester named Kugel to be king for one day. Kugel passed an edict calling for absurdity on that day, and the custom became an annual event.

"In a way," explained Prof. Boskin, "it was a very serious day. In those times fools were really wise men. It was the role of jesters to put things in perspective with humor."

This explanation was brought to the public's attention in an Associated Press article printed by many newspapers in 1983. There was only one catch: Boskin made the whole thing up. It took a couple of weeks for the AP to realize that they'd been victims of an April Fools' joke themselves.
Spring Fever

It is worth noting that many different cultures have had days of foolishness around the start of April, give or take a couple of weeks. The Romans had a festival named Hilaria on March 25, rejoicing in the resurrection of Attis. The Hindu calendar has Holi, and the Jewish calendar has Purim. Perhaps there's something about the time of year, with its turn from winter to spring, that lends itself to lighthearted celebrations.

whew...pretty interesting...however...I rather think we are simply a playful lot. Just part of the human condition to me...something of our need to be pranksters of sorts...and that is something that I would say...can be good...if you know what I mean...something like this...



Well, this seems a bit over the top...but forgive the lad...he is Australian...or at least I think he is...

Happy April Fool's Day...to all my friends and family....oh and one more thing...

I just won the lottery...hmmm...let's see who calls...

Love,
The Lass