One type of “aha” moment is commonly known as a “Eureka” moment, a concept named after Archimedes, who allegedly exclaimed “Eureka” upon lowering himself into a bath and seeing the water rise. Those are moments when a “light bulb” seems to go on. Throughout our lives, times inevitably come, sometimes unexpectedly, sometimes not, when we are blessed with “aha” moments. To begin with a brief discussion of “aha” moments: Then let them simmer quietly at the back of your mind as we focus in on the subject of this article. Probe, if you will, the passages above-the thoughts running through the mind of a fictional shock survivor in the midst of an ECT series. But please, I beseech thee: Make it stop. Then we will gather together in the New Jerusalem and sing hymns in thy praise. I will press the horn of a ram to my grateful lips and issue a call to all corners of the earth and the sweet young children, innocence dripping from their milky breath, will come running, running, running toward the sea and we will all join hands and ascend to the glorious orchard. Night and day, will I sing halleluiah, my knees flat against the earth, my eyes lowered, my hands brought together in prayer. I will set up a table for thee in the presence of mine enemies. ![]() Do this, and lo, I will walk through the rest of my days humbly revering thy name. I swear on the holy Torah, I swear on the blessed cross, I swear on the winds that lift up and the rivers that tumble from the Creator’s bountiful lips, I will do anything. Adonoi, Mary Mother of God, Buddha, Ishtar, Inanna, Allah, anyone with ears that receive and a heart that quickens, make it stop. Spread the love by walking in love, dear readers.“So Bonnie, what have you done about electroshock this week?” (critical question put to me approximately once a month for over twenty years by now-deceased ECT survivor Sue Clarke) Are they not grateful to be able to see the light everyday? To be able to do what they love? Is it not part of who they are? Where is the love? Love of country? Love of people? Love of themselves? Why focus on the hate when you have a choice?įocus on the light and love. People, it would seem, are so terribly divided as of late. I lost count of how many times we watched Tangled and Frozen during the heat of the day. I even got to fish with my rod that BIL B made for me because he brought it just in case I wanted to go with them. Which, by the way, is my second most favorite thing to do next to riding. I went fishing with BIL B, his brother, and my Nephew. We splashed in the baby pool in the yard. One in front of the other and side by side. I rode my best mare with my Nephew behind me, holding on, while my sister rode Ike with my Niece wrapped in her arms in front of her. That is what being an American and being a Texan means to me. This weekend I celebrated with my family doing what I love because I can. I feel blessed and grateful to live in this country. The 4th of July always makes me reflect on this. ![]() You did not think I would skip that, did you? We will get to that in a minute. Naturally there are songs written about it. ![]() It is somewhat of a mystical thing and has a sort of magnetic pull, something that just wells up inside and grows throughout your life. Sometimes, I can’t quite explain it either. You do not have to be born here to get it in your blood either, but I have also come across some people in my life that just do not quite seem to understand it. It is in our blood and we take it pretty seriously. ![]() I can not speak for people from other states or countries, but Texans seem to be born proud. I do not like to talk about politics and I am certainly not going to do that here.
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