Showing posts with label baby boomers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label baby boomers. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 12, 2017

Make new friends, love the old




one is silver and the other GOLD
as I grow each older, the more appreciative I've become of so many wonderful experiences to be blessed with, never for a moment taking any of it for granted.

working one's self to the core 
doesn't do anyone favors (p.s. in Canadianese the American favors is favored by spell check, but we Canadians taught articulation in the late 60s and the early 70s were blessed with the very big gift of expression. ..... :: anywayyyyyyyyyyyyyys [an 80s term for those yuppies still out there, and the Millennial wannabes ::.... how things have evolved eh?

In the folds of being born of the 60s
like wallflowers to the Baby Boomers, we observed, we absorbed the best parts, we have held our composure, and now we are parents of the gift to our generation:  the gift of the Millennial Bloom.  

We're pretty lucky
even though if you paid attention to statistics and stereotypical behavior, those born in the 60s were pre-packaged to lean towards failure.  If you think stereo-typing is dangerous, especially to mental health, think of the resilience and tenacity of anyone you know, been lucky enough to have met, or heaven help you if you're an offspring.

A beacon of light
to the Millennials is their embrace of the 80s culture.  Is it because there is a soul connection of what those of us in our 20s in the 80s aligned with what our own Millennials are facing.

Where optimism can be restored
when you think of what great things, events, game-changers occurred in the 80s, introduced back then, every day now.  

Boxers who come out of the corner
jumping into the obstacle ahead, head of, crouched in readiness to take the offensive with hardly a sniffle and long before a drop of sweat.  That would define those who lived their 20s in the 80s.  

I graduated from college in the 80s
and it was a great platform to launch a career.  Not limited by the restrictive curriculum, more persevering to land beyond the world of conformity, censorship, polite manners, poise and abloom with everything is impossible, we may as well make the impossible possible.


I notice some really talented folks out there.  Some that mere names crossed paths with me.  What a crazy, crazy CRAZY time, when I think back to it.  With gurgling reflection caught and captured from my conversation with my mother this afternoon.

Being the parent of a Millennial
is a worrisome, full board, attentive preoccupation.  You revel is the brilliance shining from your child born, first in 1989, with the others to follow in the 90s.  

We're lucky so they are lucky
as well.  Like skipping stones across a glass-like lake or quietly lapping ocean shore.  We may have been born in inopportune times, faced some pretty insur-mountable odds.  What we share is that grasp of not expecting anything for free, without commitment, not always sacrifice [ often by choice ] understanding the basic rightful work ethic:  

* work hard
* work honestly
* work with integrity
* be known for your word without all the numerous
* be committed to quality
* whatever you do, do it with pride
* love who you do it with, who you're surrounded by
* do your best always, it always pays off in spades

A dog eat dog world 
began with the Baby Boomers with entitlement mastered by GenX.  Where those born of the 60s, grew in the 80s, parents of the Millennials >> skipped >> over the hay days and landed in the middle of the first recession since the 1929 stock market crash [ if you do not know anything about this historical event, pause this article and go find out about it .... as my commitment to you as a blogger, you read ] we had to survive.  Really not much opportunity to learn as funds dried up and kids had to go leave post-secondary because their was some sort of crisis in their lives, with their family, that took more important measure instead.

Learn from your elders
as much as you can.  No time will be wasted.  I can guarantee that!  Talking to my mother, with so many wise words shared.  I even said to her:  "I hope I remember all of this for when I write later".  The gift of her wisdom was shone brightly upon me, like a face of a flower blooming forward towards the sun.  

I was a sponge in the 80s
that was my greatest gift.  I only had a college diploma, not even a university degree.  It was enough to teach me discipline and that anything worthwhile doesn't come free, without commitment and stick-to-it-ness that is just emerging within the Millennial generation.  

Millennials have faced fear
reflected in their parents eyes.  A strong, tough upper lip, and a straight spine.  We weren't even considering weakness, with goals clearly defined in our line of vision.  

Dedication, optimism ~
contagiously positive attitudes were bestowed upon our offspring.  Whether they grasped those sprinkles of enlightenment and hung on to the best qualities we shared.

Nobody is perfect
and neither is anyone who defines themselves as a Yuppie.  [ Or admits in select company and trusted members ] Who wear it as an emblem of pride, saying "who cares?" if they still have enough hair left to grow a mullet, why not?

As the Millennials groan
and tsk tsk with embarrassment to their very influential peers.  What their peers think of them is more important than their parents, their boyfriend, or their employer slash / boss could ever dream.  A peer sets the benchmark and the height of the peddle stool they are awarded, acclaimed, worshiped or refrained.

Be still thine parental heart
it is just a mutation of your chromosomes, evolved and collided with nature and environment to form an independent being, an individual.  I know it is very hard.  Like a moth does to a butterfly without the loss of the moth, is the butterfly allowed to form.

Be glad, be proud and be boastful
toward anyone who'll listen.  Those are the ones you want to be around.  They can relate, or your words resonate with them.

Unlike my mom's words
this afternoon.  They were so wise, so enlightening ... almost as though I was leaving a cocoon.    While I'd been living these 55 years, I was enclosed in a small outlook, not looking far beyond to where flowers bloom and the sun's flower is warm with a gentle wind, with an iced tea at my elbow.  I'm careful I don't give it a nudge to topple it over as I tap, tap, tap with the rhythm of my 1979 typing class on an electric typewriter.  Graduating exceeding 120 clicks minutes  ::.... now WHAT was it called back in those days when we took our speed tests on a manual typewriter?  Hmmmm I think it was ... nope not characters per second, or any variation of the Times New Roman font that was the only letters to be had, to write a letter, draw up an agreement or a contract.  

Some of us grew up with carbon copy
yet how many know what that material is?  What it is like to try to avoid staining your fingers on the sticky substance on its back with a wrapping-paper thin or thinner-than-onion paper thin [ I'm sure Google can show you what either of those things are .... if not, Wikipedia for sure ].

This is a story for those 
who remember the glory of being a yuppie.  Bringing in the 80s as we all turned 20.  That is a pretty unique identifiable experience, a uniqueness we can own.  A significant contribution to our society came from our decade.  [ you may have to dig back to my other INBETWEENERs blog (before we evolved to be called "YUPPYDOM" ) mere weeks ago I wrote about those who graduated from the 1960s and became icons of our time.  Across borders, beliefs, colors, race or country, the class of the 1960s born are unique with much to boast about.

Keep steady on the present.
Slam the door or gently close the past.  Forget about the future because it isn't anything you can touch right now.  So you may as well be aware of the present and make every moment count!






where everything is impossible, 
we may as well make the 
impossible possible

~Jeannette Marshall


































Sunday, May 22, 2016

Diamond Dash



Goal is to have Tiffany & Co. pay for an advertising spot on this blog as I show the way.


Hahahahaha my fabulous fashion fashionistas fighting their 50s, 60s or finding their way in their 20s, 30s :: or friends or family of them :: you thought that I was going to go on about gems like I did in my nod to Tiffany's a week ago.  Should I say sorry?  Do you think I tricked you?

Mundane Averse
I guess I'm avoiding the risk that you will get too bored if I'm mundane.  This is called "MeanderingsAbout" after all, and I only promise that
it is likely what I'm thinking about or on my current radar.  

My personal vibe
I just have this hidden gift of picking up looks and 
able to find what looks right on me, regardless of the past 5 decades of my life, minus the first two because it was the period when my parents, my friends, my desires led my way.  To a lesser degree, as an avid reader, I was fortunate to avoid some of the boredom facing youth of any generation, reckless with abandon with the strength of my will, not without having repercussions or accountability drilled in to me.  Less likely to rebel, but having a rebellious heart.  That can be used constructively, not violently nor corruptly.







Well if you read my blog from last night,  I had hatched the idea of becoming a reading aficionado @readaficionado
I can tweet 140 characters to cast the net wide on the web and luckily catch some of the best of the best of simply #everything :: but the friends who are friends on Facebook become more than a fleeting #RT or #FF that is in the net with you, together. Usually, they catch the same #positivevibes as you do and/or you gravitate to the same group of messages, narrowing the finest as in a sci-FI being slower to filter up to blend into the hook. Does the hook get larger or the net? It certainly appears that they're the top 1% ers :: taking the lame factors of Following to Follow ratio, WHO are your Followers (determining the influence you wield.

Mental Energist
I can tweet 140 characters to cast the net wide on the web and luckily catch some of the best of the best of simply #everything :: but the friends who are friends on Facebook become more than a fleeting #RT or #FF that is in the net with you, together. Usually, they catch the same #positivevibes as you do and/or you gravitate to the same group of messages, narrowing the finest as in a sci-FI being slower to filter up to blend into the hook. Does the hook get larger or the net? It certainly appears that they're the top 1% ers :: taking the lame factors of Following to Follow ratio, WHO are your Followers (determining the influence you wield.


From Facebook:



Today knowledge has power. It controls access to opportunity and advancement.

The tweets of the week:

ORIGINATORS: +Mashable ifttt
OUTBOUND CONTENT PROVIDER www.iffftt.com custom recipe
9 tricks to spice up your sext life:

9 tricks to spice up your sext life:


MOST ENGAGEMENTS:

I think that the most people we engage with filter

into Facebook, those who's opinion matters pop

out at you whether your scanning or reading you

click. The smart social media networks are read-

ing your habits so finely, they know how to put

the right ones according to your vibe: what do

you click on, whom do you #RT and the most

with? 


Who we are to the core

Like an accidental experiment, the informa-

tion about ourselves, our influences, our

habits, our philosophy, our creativity, nuances

and talents ready to unfold, drift together as

magnets to become a strong force, a voice, the

pulse of the world based on the beat of the many

nations drums of social media.


Mistakenly called viral

Viral seems to be one social media avenue or

influential groups decides that they, their

followers and engagers are going to click, RT,

share or post.


One common voice

By uncommon people :: each individuals in their

own way, in touch with who they are and the

strength to set a great example for others.


Without fame

The ones the algorithm acrobats seem to jump

around are like the tatty tale newspapers still

pumping out volumes, while traditional print

media - i.e. on paper 100% of the time. The

who the tatty tale try to tell us what we want

to hear when the web unfolds an aura that you

don't have to be told. You may know or you

may have to be doing a little self-discovery.


Mental Energists

The true great Mental Energetics are the one we

pay the closest attention to? NooOOOOooo not

the number of Tweets, #RTs Followers you have.

They're smart, they're risk takers, based on their

own convictions. A humanitarian at heart, other-

wise they would have been drowned out at the

beginning. By the way


Self Promoters

Are not Mental Energetics and have fleeting

internet relevance whether they were acci-

dally thrown into a controversy, tragic event.

They yield not 15 minutes of fame, but millions

of overnight clicks fame :: called "Viral" to those

in the know or "viral" by those who are early

adopters of


Anything cool

Flits across the screen of a Mental Energist. He

or she is able to filter rapidly with instincts on

overdrive to lead to the way to what is going to

be hip before the hipsters come on the scene.


Heroes

We are at a time where and when we can define

the heroes. The media settling back into sup-

porting role. We hear or see something that

vibrates within our inner core, and we click and

instinctively share, comment or post.




Our tribe

You are of the tribe who wants the world to be a

better place. You don't sit back and opinionate

or rant on about, you jump to action. Sometimes

it is spiritually, other times financial, but many by

simply a voice. Creating the tribe of communi-

caters. If you follow, subscribe, share or best to

track comment on this blog, it means that you

are a member of that energy and collaborative

goal of making the world a better place. For

today, tomorrow and intothefutureyears.


Another DIAMOND DASH review by APPS QUEST


My Diamond Dash review 2/5*

I don't just talk about it, I post my reviews, then sometimes talk about it here or on my other two blogs by +Jeannette Marshall 

I apologize friends :: I just stumbled upon Diamond Dash and its looking like I'm obsessed with it .... well I am ... for now .... it may last long because they're too inhibiting in time you play, causing you to stop until you have more hearts. What do they know that the bazillion other games have on Facebook? Would Farmville have the bazillion of gameplayers and followers if they limited time play? NOOOooooppee they bring out the competitiveness in its players wanting to be at the highest level or the prettiest set up or the most prolific farms.


In other words, I give Diamond Dash two thumbs down and only ** out of ***** stars.  The only reason it did not get a 1/5* rating was because it did a good enough job to suck me in and get me to play a few games, on the very tip of the verge of addiction.

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