Smokey Monday

23 May

The air is smokey again this morning. A couple of weeks ago we were experiencing smoke and ash from the fire in the Okefenokee Swamp. That has since been contained or at least contained enough that the news media has lost interest, so I wondered where the smoke is coming from this morning. I checked the website for one of the local TV stations. There, I saw this headline:

100 Acres Woods Fire Burns

So, of course my first thought was Pooh! Piglet! Owl! Tigger! Kanga and Roo! Eeyore!

Then I read it again. It said 100 acres of woods are on fire, NOT the 100 Acre Wood is on fire. Whew! I was so relived. Owl can fly, but Pooh isn’t always that smart and Piglet is so small–how could they ever escape a forest fire? You know Eeyore would just stand there and complain until it was too late! I shudder to think…

Then the coffee kicked in and I remembered Pooh and friends are actually fictional characters, so then I felt much, much better.

But still, in real life, where I currently reside, there is smoke lingering in the air. That really sucks. But at least Pooh is OK.

The weekend was nice enough. I got to ride my bike for my usual “ride and write”–I sit at Starbucks and write in my journal. If the coffee is especially potent, I don’t just write, I write fast! Yesterday, I was writing about Harold Camping and the bogus Rapture thing from Saturday. I got 2 blogs (working on 3) out of that fiasco, but for some reason, I found myself quite angry with Mr. Camping.

Now that it is over, I can admit–I never really believed Harold had a clue. Yet, I was a tiny bit disappointed when the Rapture didn’t come. I am surprised as anyone to admit that. Even though I knew I wasn’t going to make the list and it was going to be Tribulation all the way for me, I think, maybe at some level of my being, I was ready for a change of pace.

My own disappointment aside, I can only imagine what Mr. Campings’ true believers must be feeling. It is easy to mock them, but I feel a lot of compassion for these people. They seriously wanted out of this crazy world. They didn’t want to go to work on Monday. They wanted to be transported to paradise. We’ve all been there.

As hard as it is for you to get up and go to work this morning, can you imagine how much it sucks for Camping’s followers? What about the ones who quit their jobs–having to call and beg their manager for their old job back: “Yeah, I know I told you I was, um, relocating, but it didn’t work out…”

By all reports, Mr. Camping isn’t returning anyone’s calls just now. I think the Bible says false prophets should be stoned to death. Harold had better hope his followers aren’t out collecting rocks.

Today’s Save the Words word is Antipelargy which means reciprocal or mutual kindness; love and care of children for their parents. I am certain some of Harold Camping’s followers felt antipelargy for him. He seemed so wise and learned and genuine to them. I suppose that antipelargy has given way to raw, unbridled antipathy and you can’t blame them.

The mantra of the day is  Authentic. This mantra is urging us to be Real today. Leave you facade at home and be 100% genuine today. Somehow I don’t think this is a license to blurt out whatever comes to mind, but it is yet another mantra urging us to be honest and true. That’s gonna be a challenge…

You know, even though Pooh and friends are not threatened by that wildfire here in town, I am worried about the creatures who occupy that particular 100 acre wood and the people who live nearby. The news report says it is 90% contained, so here’s to the other 10%.

Happy Monday

2 Responses to “Smokey Monday”

  1. That Weather Girl May 23, 2011 at 6:43 am #

    I was not interested in that whole rapture thing – until you mentioned the “tranported to paradise” instead of going to work this morning. Must admit that right now that sounds pretty good.

    Guess I will have to settle for a little touch of paradise at the concert tomorrow night.

  2. Pamela N Red May 23, 2011 at 2:21 pm #

    Thank goodness Pooh and the gang are safe.

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