I responded to a My Space friend who's having a birthday party and people asked what he should be given.
I responded "Tickle His Fancy" to which the poster responded with a simple LOL.
Now, I really don't know the people hosting the party or even the birthday boy but it was cool that someone took the time to respond in a good way.
That Tickled MY fancy..;)
I also get some responses from my bulletins and those to carry weight in my emotional life. It's like getting my fancy tickled online and thats so cool
As I debate and ponder over my own self (or lack there of) esteem, receiving good strokes on line does help. No, I AM NOT LOOKING FOR A GOOD STROKES BY POSTING THIS, JUST MINDLESS SCRIBBLE!!
I also just responded to someone's bulletin about homeless people in the USA. I know what it's like to be homeless and have done a small part to help those who are (Need I share the Star Fish in the sea story?).
While responding to this friends bulletin about lack of concern for the 700THOUSAND homeless (that's the low estimate according to helpthehomless.org), I became more invigorated in so much apathy/
Charles Clifton, a true man of great conviction to fight the AIDS crisis wrote a powerful editorial in Positively Aware years ago and it's so true today
In fact, I got a call this evening from someone I keep in touch with after meeting in a Gay.com chat room. This guys former boyfriend just found out he's HIV +. Now my friend is scared.
I'm taking time away from work Tuesday to go with him and be there for him when he's tested. No matter what the result, it will be good news because we're both care enough to care enough.
How is this related to the "tickle his fancy post or the homeless issue?
Because we are all humans who share one space on this earth. Tickling someone can and usually does bring joy and it's safe.
By building bridges to a safe community, in a small way it's also combating homelessness even if its homelessness of the spirit.
::RJ---.>>.
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The Starfish Story --adapted from the writings of Loren Eiseley
As a young boy and girl walked along a beach at dawn, they noticed an old man ahead of them picking up starfish and tossing them into the sea. Catching up with the man, the girl asked why he was doing this. The old man explained that the stranded starfish would die if left in the morning sun.
“But the beach goes on for miles and there are thousands of starfish,” exclaimed the girl. “How can you alone make any difference?” The old man looked at the starfish in his hand and then tossed it safely into the waves. He turned to them, smiled and said,
“I made a difference to that one. ”