fnaar fnaar nurse! the screens!

I love Ralph.  Let me get that straight from the start.  But!  11.44 on this here vid – ‘I wake up every day with a bunch of grapes in my mouth’.


What is it with motivational/LoA/religious speakers and humungous out-of-control runaway innuendo?  Huh?  Joel Osteen, too – ‘deposited something on the inside‘, lately, buddy?  It’s like they don’t know they’re doing it – but how can they not know they’re doing it?  Are they just adorably innocent?  Are their ids conspiring against them?  Is it all terribly Freudian?

(Actually I’m not sure Ralph doesn’t know he’s doing it.  That’s a wicked little smirk on his handsome face there.  Bless him.)


meditative epiphanies

I had an insight while meditating.  (Better get used to it, if you’re reading regularly).  First, a Bible passage sprang into my mind.

The steps of a righteous person are ordered by the Lord. Psalms 37:23

And then this thought.

Image by Beryl_snw on Flickr, public domain.

If your steps are ordered – guided, approved, meaningful – then doesn’t it make sense to take a lot of them?  Instead of just praying vehemently and waiting for your desired things to fall into your lap, to go out into the world and do your part, as part of the universe, in making it so?  A lot of ordered, guided steps!

Very like Steve Pavlina’s posts on massive action, and the comments of those wiser than I on adherents of the Law of Attraction who think it sufficient to achieve the ‘correct vibration’, without going out and doing, going after what they want.  Like the universe is going to dump a Porsche and their soulmate in their laps, right there at home.  Vibration is movement, people, by definition!  Vibration is action!  It’s taking steps!  (Divinely ordered ones, of course.)

The Universe is in motion, and you are part of the Universe.  If you want it to bring you what you desire, you’d better remember that you form part of the machinery that can actually do that.  Little cog, get moving!

30 Days of Video Challenge – Steve Pavlina

ETA: uuurgh.  written before I knew what a nasty cock-cheese brained shitlump Pavlina actually is.

I have a tremendous respect and admiration and liking for Steve Pavlina, in a slightly sad way since I’ve never met him. He’s honest and smart and a little wacky, and I don’t agree with him on everything, but I respect his opinions and his upright character and ethical choices completely.

This month he’s doing a series of daily vlogs – the 30 Days Of Video meme. Some of the vids so far have been really great – the one below, here, is especially good.

As an intro to each of the daily vlogs, he’s also talking about his 30-day water fast. That he’s doing at the same time! My God!

I guess that he’s a grown man and he knows what he’s doing. For myself, I have grave doubts – I’m deeply sceptical – about the efficacy and benefits of any kind of fasting. Juice fasting, water fasts, minifasts, maxifasts, you name it. If you believe that it’s going to leave you glowing and with your body generally and your liver in particular all cleaned out and raring to go, then more power to you. People should do what makes them glow, what makes them happy, if they can.

Whether I believe in it or not doesn’t have a speck of relevance, here. Although I don’t. Why would you want to give your liver a rest, after all? It’s not a nurse, a police officer, a fire-fighter, a public servant entitled to weekends off and an employer’s pension contribution. Where would you be if your heart or your lungs demanded danger money and Christmas and Thanksgiving off work? The entire concept leaves me boggled. My liver had better count itself lucky, and regard the bottle of Grey Goose awaiting my next weekend off with some apprehension.

But that’s just me. And I’ve come to accept that people you admire, respect, and might even want to emulate in some respects, have the same rights as any other person. That includes the right to be a little nutty in some areas, to espouse activities and causes you might gaze at askance, whistling gently and wondering about calling in the nice men with the van and the straitjacket. Teal Swan on the subject of vaccinations, for instance. (Well, Teal Swan on quite a lot of subjects, to be honest. I LOVE TEAL!) Ralph Smart, when he makes like he’s being punched in slow-motion, and his head snaps, and what the heck is that all about, Ralph, what’s it all about? Steve Pavlina’s ex, Erin, when she gets just a little too out-there even for me, on other lives and reincarnation and the universe. In general. What could be more general than the universe?

God bless Pavlina, though, and all the rest of them. I guess he’ll be okay – I hope he’ll be fine, although God knows he looks as if he could use a Gregg’s pasty in these vids. I want to order him takeout and send it round as an emergency care package.  Nonetheless, the vids are terrific, totally recommended.  And I plan to watch all of them with a sandwich, a cuppa and a pack of biscuits on hand.

that damn Teal Swan eh

I don’t know who Arcturus is, but check out the rack.  I mean.  As an area of outstanding natural beauty.  it’s purely an aesthetic appreciation.

oh hell.  I do love Teal though.


ETA – that outfit is almost criminally flawless and stunning, though.  My admiration is at least half about style.

things I don’t understand about Ralph Smart 2

When he says ‘waking up with a bunch of grapes in your mouth!’  (He says it all the time.)  Does he mean literally…  Wouldn’t you choke?  What does he mean?

(Is it a gay sex thing?  Is it?  Isn’t it?  It sounds like a gay sex thing.  It sounds like teabagging, tbh.)

I don’t think he actually means a gay sex thing.  But it still sounds like a gay sex thing.

Ralph, I love you.  I can’t understand half of your tricks, tics, slogans and twitches, though.