You Walk Alone, Sometimes. You Ask For Help, Sometimes

Got up. Got out. Gone. That was this morning. Went to bed early last night. Sporadic insomnia I think I'll call it. Woke up at 2 in the morning. Fell back to sleep again. Woke up at 4:45.  Back to sleep. Decided to finally get out of bed at 6:10. Morning sunrise was 6:47 and I needed to Sh*t, Shower and Shave before going to the Hospital.

14th Dalai Speaks

Before I knew it, I was in my morning spot. G-Time. Sunrise was covered by heavy clouds. It covered the morning sky. Glimmers of light were north, but the Sun was hidden. Yet, I know it’s there.  Faith is the belief in something is there despite any tangible evidence. Decided to take a road different today. It felt right. Saw dirt, desert, and tumbleweeds. An unusual combination in the Antelope Valley.  Had the Dalai Lama on the stereo. Book on CD is called the Universe In A Single Atom. Read by Richard Gere. 14th Dalai Lama

Crosses On Side of the Road, I've Seen My Share

Took some blackberry pics of the sunrise; it’s on Facebook. Also, took a picture of 4 crosses on a corner. It was on the corner of 70^th and Avenue M or N. Sad, but . . .  As an auto claims adjuster, I’ve seen my share of totaled cars. Writing now. Could that be. . .4 crosses? I wonder if that was my neighbor’s son?  Hmmm. New Crosses, not weather beaten. Another time.

Couldn’t help think of the movie I did not watch yesterday. Had my back to the Tv while it was playing. I was making up for the Lost Blog. The movie was Contact with Jodie Foster, Contact. If you don’t know, pick up the DVD. It seems to get better every time I see it.  

Front Row--They're Blind and I Can't Hear

First time, I saw it was at Movies 22 in Lancaster. Saw with Shelly’s family when it first came out. Both were legally blind. They had some vision, but Shelly’s mom, whose name escapes me, was constantly asking what was happening. A bit annoying at times, I was trying to hear dialogue of the characters. Personally had trouble. We sat in the front row. My neck still ache thinking about it. They didn’t like the movie. I think they felt unsatisfied. I enjoyed it.

Jodie Foster played a brilliant scientist with great drive and deep passion. Both parents died and this affected her emotional makeup deeply.  She worked on the SETI project and had to go through many incredible trials that would have broken most men. Yet, despite these heart-wrenching, motivating-stealing events, a course of purposeful accidents found her on this mission of discovery.

". . .Accept Her Story On Faith"

What stuck with me was this exchange with National Security Advisor Kitz, played by James Woods, and Ann Arroway (Jodie Foster). During a Congressional Committee investigation, Kitz the chief interrogator berates Arroway. Faced with mounds of evidence stating that nothing happened on her multi-year, multi-billion dollar six-second journey, Arroway remains hesitatingly steadfast. Arroway claims her adventure was an 18 hour journey to an unknown planet through cosmic “wormholes.” Kitz asks condescendingly, how can the world accept her personal accounts--traveling through the universe and conversation with an alien beings--when the rest of the world saw static. Despite all of the evidence to the contrary,  Arroway admits the lack of evidence to support her perception of the events, but maintains the validity of her story. She ask people to accept her story on Faith. Not an easy personal concession for Arroway.

Roadside Angel Has A Goatee and Drives a Salmon Truck

I have been going through a journey on Faith myself, my own Hero’s quest. Yesterday, left my car lights on while I was paying the water bill. To my benefit, my car would not start. Ordinarily, I call Roadside Assistance and wait an hour for my Triple A heroes to come.

Yet, today was different. I don’t like asking strangers for help, but today was different. Not that I am afraid to ask, I was in sales. Its just I like to do things on my own. No problem giving help because it makes me feel good. However, I said somewhere that one needs to let others be heroes. Changed my ways and chanced it. Decided to take my own advice.

I asked the man two parking spaces away for a jump. He just arrived. He was in a salmon colored truck. Not someone I would normally not ask for help, but today was different. He was wearing black sunglasses on a cloudy day. Weird? Thin and wearing white thermals, his dark glasses gave an ominous feel. That was until he smiled. His helpful demeanor relaxed me. Weathered, leathery sun-red face and his thin white goatee beamed warmth. Don’t know if he was supposed to be there for me, because I saw no one get out his salmon-colored truck. He just parked.  After jumping my car, he left. An angel in waiting?

Fighting Laundry Monsters, Get Help
I dunno. I am not proposing to ask strangers for assistance on dark, cloudy day. I am just saying Let yourself be helped. Allow others to be heroes. The weight you are carrying is not yours alone. The Cross you bear can get lighter if you ask for help. In other words, Let them help with the laundry monster, Lisa.