......Monday, May 21, 2007

The Secret


Has everyone read the new book or seen the movie “The Secret?” I heard so much buzz about it and bought two of the books (one for me and one for me son) and bought the movie. I crawled in bed to watch the movie and about 15 minutes into it I fell asleep. When I woke up, I thought to myself “Oh My God, I just fell asleep during something that was supposed to be life altering.” I quickly put the movie back on and started watching it and I realized the reason I fell asleep was because I was already following the chart that these people had plotted for the me. This movie/book is about believing in you. It’s about not dwelling on the things that are bad for you or negative and putting your on emphasis on the things that are positive.

I came from a dysfunctional family, but who hasn’t. My parents were young and had no idea how to raise kids. I think they weren’t grown up enough and still wanted to party. It wasn’t until I was in counseling that I told my psychologist, “I just want a NORMAL” family life.” He said, “What is NORMAL? Did you read in a book somewhere what normal is supposed to be? I thought about that. I said, “I just want a family who can sit at dinner together and talk about their day, help one another, not be mean to each other and basically just love each other.” Then he told me this story. He had a family who would get together every Friday night with pizza and beer and just sit around and eat, drink and talk. They would all drink until they got drunk and when one of them shot their gun into the ceiling, they knew it was time to go home. To them, that was normal. After I picked my jaw off the ground I thought, yeah, everyone has some sort of “dysfunction” in their life, and it must feel normal to them. Have you ever caught yourself thinking, isn't everyone's home life like mine?


What I am trying to say is that there is negative and positive in every single person’s life in this world. The “Secret” is telling us to not dwell on the negative because it isn’t going to get you anywhere, you will just attract more negative by dwelling on it. It is much more productive to think about the positive and make a change in your life. It's about the "Law of Attraction." Think about the the things that you want, the things that you love and the things that make you happy. When you think about those things, you attract them to you. The opposite is true also. If you think about the negative, such as bills, sickness, not enough money, etc., those things will happen also. You won't have enough money, you will be overwhelmed with bills, you will attract sickness. I believe in my heart that this is why when people are told they have cancer and that they are going to die, they prepare themselves for death. It is the ones who say, no I am going to live and fight this that recuperate and give their disease a good fight.

I have always wanted to be involved in music. I don’t know how to play an instrument, but I can sing. I have a good ear for music and am really good at picking the songs that will make it and the ones that won’t. So, when I heard about Big Dawg Radio, I had to become a DJ. I spoke with my son and he said, mom, what is stopping you from doing this? I thought, yeah, what is stopping me?


One more remark and then I am gone. Parents, please listen to your kids. My oldest son is so precious to me because I was young when he was born and I believe in my heart that he taught me a lot more than I could ever teach him. Sometimes I look at my middle son and I think, I don’t want to hear that, but he takes after me and I think I sometimes don't want to hear what he says because I see myself talking to me and I don’t like what I hear. They are young and haven't been long in this world, but they are just as in tune with what is going on around them than a lot of grown ups are. We have a lot of laughter in our house and don’t take things so serious because life is hard enough to live through without getting upset all the time. We are happy and that is all that really matters. Make your dreams come true!



Posted by Hippie Chick at 10:08 AM /

......Thursday, May 17, 2007

Growing Up Philly Style


I grew up in Philadelphia, a city with a beat all its own. This beat pervaded the whole city. It seemed like everyone walked to that beat when I was a kid, bouncing along to a rhythm no one could hear. It was the rhythm of passion, and it was contagious. It was the beat of the heart, and we all moved to it. It made Philly this electric place, a place where people thrived or died, but never just survived. Philly was my home: it created me, hook, line, sinker, and I became addicted to the energy that made Philly great.

People who came into the city just heard noise, the deafening noise of millions of voices and screams in the night. The bullets of mafia drive-byes, the pounding of hundreds of kids pushing over cop vans on South Street on a Friday night, the thumping of the poor kid who walked into the wrong neighborhood as hundreds of locals kick him, even the clickety clack of the typewriters that fueled one of the largest commercial districts in the country.

The noise was also the fiercest sports fans in the country, cheering on the Eagles, Flyers, Phillies, and 76ers, throwing snowballs at Santa and cheering injured opponents. It was the hundred people lined up around the block at Pat’s cheese steak, waiting for the best sandwich in the world. It was the clanking of the nightsticks of the mob thugs hired as cops to keep order in the craziest city in the world, and the boom of the thermonuclear “entrance device” that burnt a city block to the ground when residents took on the law.

And it was the music! Great music was coming out of Philly in the 70s and 80s. Philadelphia International Studios was producing some of the best R&B in the country, with acts like The O’Jays, Teddy Pendergrass, The Whitehead Brothers, and a ton of other bands that made up the traditional Philly sound. Plus, there were the rockers: Bruce Springsteen was right across the bridge, George Thoroughgood was playing clubs every weekend night, even Hall and Oats were producing awesome music before they sold out.

Yeah, visitors thought it all made up a deafening noise, but anyone from the city heard the rhythm, bounced to it, grooved to it, felt it in their bones. The city was electric with that beat, ready to explode from it at any moment. That charged the whole city, amped it up like crazy, and supercharged anyone who spent any time in the City of Brotherly Love.

I loved the rock, and Philly was just brimming with it. There were these two radio stations rivaling each other every step of the way, always trying to outdo the other. They set up these amazing concerts, where the best musicians in the world came into Philly and put on these amazing shows.

The Jams at JFK each went over 12 hours with bands like The Who, The Stones, Santana, and so many more. 110,000 people going crazy to incredible tunes. On the art museum steps would be shows like 3 Dog Knight, CSNY, and Aretha Franklin. And the Spectrum would have bands like Derek and the Dominos, Led Zeppelin, and Lynyrd Skynyrd. It was awesome!

The city created a type of passion that pervaded every person I knew and everything they did. The passion is contagious! It was all about heart; the city would embrace anyone who showed that heart, and would never forgive anyone who lacked it. From the lowliest janitor to the athletes that played for our teams and the musicians who graced our stages, a little bit of heart went a long way in Philly, and I was brought up valuing heart more than anything else.

Ever wonder why Rocky has always been considered Philly’s favorite son? It’s because of the heart he showed against such amazing odds. You don’t have to be the smartest or the best, in Philly, just the most passionate. In everything you do. And that’s what I aspire to as well. With my radio show, when I play guitar, in my work, in everything. I hope that passion is contagious; I hope you feel it too. The way I figure it, that’s the way it ought to be. Passion and heart, Philly style. Hope you like it.

Posted by Scottage at 12:57 AM /

......Tuesday, May 15, 2007

Entitlement


Does Paris Hilton have an ounce of decency ? I don't think so. Do the crime Paris and you must be held accountable for your actions. Has she ever in her life done anything of significance? Not that I can find.
She made a sex video, she made a stupid TV show, she walked down a few runways, she had partied like a rock star. Her parents must be proud. They must be grooming her to take over the family business. She did create some jewelry, and has her own perfume. Wow, maybe I am being to hard on her.
She must play by the rules like the rest of us. What is 45 days in Paris time anyway? Let's see, that is 45 days that her credit cards, and her liver get to rest. 45 Days that the tabloids will have to talk about Angelina. 45 days where she can find herself like Martha Stewart. Maybe even come out a nice person. Perhaps, she'll come out with a goal in life, that is not self serving.

Just because you are rich and clueless, it does not save you from the repercussions of your actions. Karma is a bitch!




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