Sunday, December 7, 2008

El Cid

I had a strange dream last night. It was Christmas break and I returned home to Colorado to spend the holidays with my parents. Last Christmas, we gave my parents a puppy since our family dog passed away a few years before. In my dream, there were two little puppies at our house and I remember just playing with the two of them and not our real dog, El Cid, who was their gift last year.

After spending all my time with the puppies, I turned to my dad and told him I hadn't even seen Cid yet. Usually Cid is the first member of the family I greet when I go home. My dad told me that he had to keep him outside by his studio (he is an artist) because of the puppies, but that we could go see him. We walked out to his studio, my dad took the puppy I was holding and he opened the studio door.

There was Cid, but he was very old and surprisingly not extremely excited to see me. He was wearing a funny looking dog coat and had longer hair around his face. If you need to visualize this, Cid looked a bit like Scrooge. Unhappy, lonely and dilapidated. Cid (real life Cid) has short hair and is the most goofy and excited dog I have ever met.

This is another one of my short dreams, but it made me sad. I suppose I dreamt this because my own subconscious was telling me (not like I didn't already know) that I am lonely. Cid, I know is not at all lonely. I, on the other hand, spend the majority of time trying to appreciate the abundance of solitude I have, but do wish I could share my time and thoughts with someone else. I have two roommates, but feel like I live alone.

I'm not writing this in search of pity, but just as a way to understand my dream. Only two weeks until I get to see crazy Cid and my even crazier family. I cannot wait.

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

Good Deeds

You know, it's not very often we get to hear positive news. Usually the breaking headlines are of tragedy and loss, leaving the good acts of people unheard.

Over the Thanksgiving break, I sat down to watch a little CNN and was completely taken aback by their 2008 CNN Heroes. Basically, it was an awards ceremony honoring normal, everyday people who positively impacted the lives of others through service.

Unfortunately, I only caught the end of the show, but was still so happy to see such a major network honoring good services of others. The only story I was able to hear was one about a female runner. As I understood, her father suffered from addiction and as a result, this young lady got into running. She liked the forward movement and feeling that she was always going somewhere. After running by several homeless people in the heart of Philadelphia each morning and always looking behind at them, she decided one morning to stop at the homeless shelter.

When she stopped to talk with these people, she discovered many of them suffer from addiction, job loss and lack of motivation. She knew these people still had hope to lead fulfilling lives and through her visits, proved it to be true.

Without being asked to help these people she had never met, let alone stop to talk to them, she single handedly got them up off their feet and starting a running group with them. Every morning, she continues to run, but now she has an army of motivated runners behind her who were able to turn their lives around.

I really hope I'm able to catch the full show soon and learn about the other people who were deservingly awarded. It was a breath of fresh air to watch this and I hope others who caught this feel the same way. One woman, whom I don't want to quote from my hazy memory, but she said something along the lines of service being the rent you pay for living. Isn't that great?