Sunday, July 22, 2012

Creation of the Baseball Bat


I just began working on this piece but wanted to share as it develops.

Thoughts Regarding the Creation of the Baseball Bat

July 13, 2012

Have you ever thought about exactly where the idea for a baseball bat came from?  I know some would argue that men made it up or “discovered” it as part of the All American Game – Baseball.  A stick to hit a ball in a game as a means to the end of moving a person forward… taking that original thought a little further I must state that I know the baseball bat has been “developed” by a woman to accomplish tasks that man never dreamed of. 

A baseball bat is a tool that serves many purposes. 

It can be used to bash in the headlights of someone’s car that is disrespectful to someone elderly in a parking lot.  The idea being to make an impact on one’s thought; specifically “Hey idiot, you shouldn’t have done that.”

When one is sick and tired of doing dishes SHE can take the dishes outside… toss them in the air one at a time and hit them with the bat.  By doing so two different areas of concern can be addressed – 1) the dirty dishes are taken care of, 2) HER frustration from having to do the dishes; yet again, has been dissipated – at least partially.

When there is a wall in the way (at least from a woman’s perspective) and is unnecessary; where open space would benefit the vibes of the house the baseball bat is a simple and easy tool to use to begin the destruction and removing of said wall.  Opening up the lines of communication, in more ways than one, depending on the amount of shock introduced into the household at the specific time of the removal.

As shown in the movie “Raising Helen” the all mighty baseball bat can be used to bash in a hotel room door when someone’s teenage baby girl is using some unnecessary means to get our attention.  It can then be used to assure her accomplice that he needs to pull up his pants and vacate the room if he desires to continue on with life. 

So as one can see, women have far many more uses for the “baseball bat” than to simply hit a ball to move forward.

Forgiveness

One thing I am learning about forgiveness... or many things I suppose...

In order to truly forgive perhaps one must forget as well.  Forget and forgive the incident but not the lesson learned from the incident.  Otherwise one is forever held captive by the actions of themselves or the actions of others.  Children are the teachers of this I think.  So much happens to them day to day and they always forgive and reaccept no matter what - it may take them some time but they will remember the lessons and base life decisions on what they learn from those lessons.

There are many ways this applies to my life right now.  Things I am struggling to let go of and to move beyond.  Is it enough to state forgiveness out to the universe or must forgiveness be given to a particular person face to face?  What if the forgiveness is recieved with hatred and negativity.  I'm sure some would pose that working with God forgiveness is automatic and that the other party needs to work on forgiving themselves as well as others involved.  I believe that true forgiveness is seen in action not merely words.  Forgiveness results in a change of action, change in behavior, the setting free of challenges that are constantly addressed by holding the negative feelings within.

Look how quickly we forgive children for their transgressions if one wishes to call them that.  Why then as adults; whom are suppose to be more wiser, do we not instantly forgive and forget the transgressions of others toward us?  Why have so many hearts closed so strongly and permanently?  When will kindness again touch the people of the earth and reconnect us at a level to which children are connected?  Children can almost instantly meet new people and call them friends.  Do we do that as adults?  Kids can play with complete strangers at a hotel pool and 10 minutes, 5 minutes, 2 minutes into their play can introduce their new friend to me as a friend... not as someone they just met - but a friend.  My youngest is amazed that all of his teachers and aides are not my friends.... to him brief conversations make friends.  Perhaps more thought and effort on my part needs to be focused on this in order to assist myself in growth on my journey. 

Certainly lots to ponder.

Peace and Love,
G