http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/ What's on the minds of young leaders from around the globe? en-us http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/464559 Wed, 27 Aug 2008 07:58:00 EDT http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/464559 47.55 -52.6666667 47.55 -52.6666667 http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/459527
Other than that, I'm super busy working and loving it. It's making me realize how crucial loving your job is to future happiness: "Do something you love kids" - Dad

I'm beginning to think the old saying is true, you can only be bored if your a boring person. I know it sounds harsh, but really, get off your lazy McCain, US politics crack me up. Obama doesn't even have to work it and he's a shoe-in, McCain's new tax proposal is laughable.

Other than that, the sun is shining and I'm planning a little excursion away from the rock, not that I don't love it, because I do.

Peace blog, I'll see you when I see you. ]]> Wed, 20 Aug 2008 18:53:00 EDT http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/459527 47.55 -52.6666667 47.55 -52.6666667 http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/450725 Is when I've taken two steps forward
And one step back
I am on the plateau of the mountain
Sinking farther into the surface of knowing nothing

If I believed I knew everything
It would be a sad day
Because the learning would stop
There would be nothing to strive for
But mere mediocrity
And that's something I'm not
And noone ever was

Until someone told them they couldn't go a step further
And they believed it
That believing it part is the strong part and the wrong part
If they never believed that someone how much futher could they go
And how much sweeter would reaching the top be
When they see the shadow of that naive soul looming in the distance
The shadow of disbelief fading from the horizon

And no matter how much you know it will never be enough
Unless you say it is
How sweet it is to know you can never stop trying
And be OK with that
Because you are what you are;
A cliffhanger by choice

And no matter how far you've made it up the mountain
You can find solace in knowing there are people above and people below
You are surrounded by greatness
And fellow hikers who are willing to catch you when you fall
And to those that wouldn't
I say take your hiking boot
And push them off your mountain

]]> Thu, 07 Aug 2008 17:01:00 EDT http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/450725 47.55 -52.6666667 47.55 -52.6666667 http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/428151 - Farley Mowat]]> Thu, 17 Jul 2008 20:55:00 EDT http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/428151 47.55 -52.6666667 47.55 -52.6666667 http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/410121 But jarring semblances of my own
Inconsistantsies immortalized
What changes have I caused
But slight cracks in the surface
Of my mind's trembling core;
Volcanic zone of purpose

Through my retina I envision
The one I write for and sing for
Try everything for
As they watch me play
I look out to witness
The reason for my dedication;
The purpose in my effort

As they stand there
In the corner of my vision
I grasp mutual adoration
It makes me move
It strikes me to the core
And I remember once again
Everything I do is for that look in their eye
]]> Sat, 05 Jul 2008 08:18:00 EDT http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/410121 47.55 -52.6666667 47.55 -52.6666667 http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/401433 Thanks for reading everyone :)]]> Thu, 03 Jul 2008 09:07:00 EDT http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/401433 47.55 -52.6666667 47.55 -52.6666667 http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/401417 Motives rolled around in your tight cerebellum;
Not open to options outside the ordinary
Closed off to opportunity looming in the vast expanse of outside

What if you were meant to fly
Take on this world one step at a time,
Towards that dream,
Of a life and a love you never dreamed of

Relishing in the hallmark moments of speculation
When the chance to become that person surmounted
The plateaus of when you saw my futuristic vision
Enchanted by the fantasy you had in mind

It never came to pass
And shall never come to pass
Not here, nor in the unforeseeable future
This is the road of uncertainty

Do not plan for tomorrow
Its purple sunset skies may never fade
Lost in the vast expanse of your quintessential idea
The sunrise has fallen


Note: Don't take too serious, Change of pace prose there ;)]]> Thu, 03 Jul 2008 08:56:00 EDT http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/401417 47.55 -52.6666667 47.55 -52.6666667 http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/401415 Where is the yellow brick road to serendipity
Barbie’s and Ken’s in a fantasy life;
The Jack’s and Jill’s are falling down
Like the stallion, meant to lead
But deceived by their homeland
They carry the baggage forward

Lights and motion, endless commotion
In a world where they believe they are right
Politicians make the decisions
And the assumptions we don’t have a cry
Far from the ocean and clear as the sea
They can explore the surface but never dive too deep

They’re not wrong to put up a fight

Stand solid and hold the trembling ground
The guns they’ll come running as the bullets fly around
Who is there to save us when our leaders let us down
Band together as one and we’ll make it safe and sound
Generation of ammunition towards a common fight
Vote for the one who’ll operate your gun
And aim it where it’s right


]]> Thu, 03 Jul 2008 08:56:00 EDT http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/401415 47.55 -52.6666667 47.55 -52.6666667 http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/396349
Been around forever, but I just love it.



]]> Wed, 25 Jun 2008 20:40:00 EDT http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/396349 47.55 -52.6666667 47.55 -52.6666667 http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/395813

]]> Tue, 24 Jun 2008 23:03:00 EDT http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/395813 47.55 -52.6666667 47.55 -52.6666667 http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/394993 Or felt you wanted to see;
A perfect image of seamlessness
No room for error in this calculation

It is precisely a fad;
A passing hope that they could convince you
That they are worth your time
But that was never what you wanted

What you wanted was imperfection
You wanted them to take down the yellow curtain:
The one that appears as bright as the sun
Yet opens to find a foggy day

Haze of uncertainty

What did you do to make them feel this way?
Like they had to cloak who they were
For you to accept them
When what you really wanted was truth

You searched for reality
Not a shielded life you could never penetrate
For fear you may linger in the eminent crack;
Fancying the surface of the relationship

It was broken by communication
Of course you could tell them everything
The sun could stream through
If only you would

We live
We search
We hope
We wait
To take down the yellow curtain]]> Mon, 23 Jun 2008 21:20:00 EDT http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/394993 47.55 -52.6666667 47.55 -52.6666667 http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/393735 You choose the windswept pebble;
The one that skips a beat
Yet somehow stays in sync
When it skips on the water

I see it now
You float around aimlessly
Waiting to be caught
By the next wave
No bait necessary when it finds you

I hear it now
The sound of silence
Perfectly quiet when i look
At you and your imperfect grin;
Music to my eyes

I smell it now
As the northeast wind
Plays on your neck
And passes me by:
A sensory attraction

I taste it now
The highs of salt and sugar
Are nothing to compare
But empty wasteland
When you fill it up

I touch it now
Waiting for the moment
When it all disappears
Like when the tide rolls back
And the music fades

But it's different this time
My senses won't fail me now
]]> Sat, 21 Jun 2008 14:50:00 EDT http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/393735 47.55 -52.6666667 47.55 -52.6666667 http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/385223 Thrown a hand you plainly see
People circling all around you
Watching auspiciously for deceit

Expecting truth in the cards
Hoping they have dealt you right
Spying trickery all around
Smelling greed from left to right

Putting your chips on the table
Wishing it will bring relief
Fearing what daddy told you
Stay alert or they will deceive

Checking your hand like testing others
In relationships you invest your time
Calling on the other person
To leave their four of a kind

Folding their chance at victory;
Giving you an opportunity
Not to take the pot
Just to hope that someone out there

Would give it to you
Even if it meant sacrifice
And in the face of all the schemers
Chose you instead

Such is life and poker
Playing towards an endless prize
Addicted to the thrill of winning
Losing on the other side

Obsession with a fallacy
Friends and family leave you be
You fight for an opportunity
To be at the right place at the right time; flush in your hands

But what is it worth?
If you let it slip right through
By losing the trust in yourself that would have won you
Him / Her / Them

Losing faith in the cards you were given;
Not putting it all on the table
Even if you win, you sometimes lose
And in losing, you sometimes win ]]> Sun, 08 Jun 2008 09:19:00 EDT http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/385223 47.55 -52.6666667 47.55 -52.6666667 http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/383877 The stanley cup will grace our soil :)

In other news, I've picked up a digging habit.
Check it out: http://digg.com



]]> Thu, 05 Jun 2008 23:32:00 EDT http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/383877 47.55 -52.6666667 47.55 -52.6666667 http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/382621 Doing the same things we always did
But its different now
You make me feel like a cheerleader again
At a game that ended two years ago

You didn't know me until you knew me
But then
I knew we were more than friends
Even now as I look at you
I cannot look without thinking about

Our inside jokes
Our rebel days
Our naughty ways in front of my parents house
Our special places
Our mutual love for that sitcom

Getting caught redhanded
In a compromising position
But most of all
I remember everything you taught me
About life as I saw it through your eyes

And that first time
Love may be blind and I thought I could see right through it
Even now as I look at you
Half of me wants to remember
Half of me wants you in my life

Most of me wants to forget
I know it could never work
You may have been replaced in theory
I'll never forget how you filled me
The apple you offered and that I accepted

I wish you knew that

Now as I look at you
And the way things ended
Telling me it could happen again;
That we could strike 170 on the freeway like old times
I know I'm not a cheerleader anymore

Too much time has passed
It's a tie that lasts forever
In a game that never ends
Until the pompoms go down
We never gain until we lose.


]]> Tue, 03 Jun 2008 21:19:00 EDT http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/382621 47.55 -52.6666667 47.55 -52.6666667 http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/381905 Was someone to confirm your wonderings
Someone to piece together
Your polka. dot. life.

Drawing the picture-by-number
Of what you set out to find
Searching the horizon and back again
To become complete

In who you are
In my eyes
It was more than chance

In the light I venture to your cave
Hidden beneath the fabric of your skin
I open the curtain to see the light
You bury far beneath the surface

I write upon the wall of your cave
Carving my impression
Confirmation that you are
More than meets the eye

I write
In my eyes
It was more than chance

A soldier in disguise
Fighting for a heart as
I admire who you are
Exploring unknown terrain

I wait to find out
If I'm dreaming
And we are on the same page
Of the same fairy tale

I read
In your eyes
It was more than chance

There is no such thing as a happily ever after
No ending
Just a beginning
That never ends]]> Mon, 02 Jun 2008 17:47:00 EDT http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/381905 47.55 -52.6666667 47.55 -52.6666667 http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/380295 Walking down the gravel road
Waiting restless by the bus stop
Falling down makes a mark
Changing times like changing seasons
Working towards a distal goal

Sifting through the countless options
Choosing one
They may never know
Hoping it was the lottery
And they won the prize
Of a happy ever after

Such is time and all will wait
Naive to think it ever existed
Looking for silver
When here and now is gold
A prize rejected
An unopened present

Pleasure is a state of being
Not to wait for; truth untold
I hope they dream of what they wanted
And want what they get
I hope they sing a melody of contentment
Not a ballad of regret

I may be the biggest skeptic
They may be my toughest critic
Roles are roles and life's a stage
Acting on our intuition
Thinking is it's biggest limit
A simple life is the best bet


]]> Fri, 30 May 2008 18:38:00 EDT http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/380295 47.55 -52.6666667 47.55 -52.6666667 http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/377503 You just got out of bed
With a torch I let you lead me to
The place you always said

You would take the fireworks
When the time was right
Well I guess it was perfect
When you fired them off tonight

It's so bright on me
So clear to see
It's so bright on you now
You took away my jaded dreams
I don't know why but it seems
The sky is waiting for lightening
We're off to the races and
My money's on you

I can hardly listen to
The music in my head
It's a note in perfect tune
It was everything you said

Time is passing by slowly and
I can barely wait
The sky is clear; We'll go far from here
And light up the night

It's so bright on me
So clear to see
It's so bright on you now
You took away my jaded dreams
I don't know why but it seems
So much better than New Year's Eve
We're off to the races and
My money's on you

]]> Sun, 25 May 2008 18:05:00 EDT http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/377503 47.55 -52.6666667 47.55 -52.6666667 http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/377115 longed for
hoped for
dreamed of
aspired to become or
anticipated to acquire,
Until you finally reach the one place you've always wanted to
be
look
touch
have to hold
onto a time when your aspirations become reality
and you've finally found meaning to this,
the thing that is holding you back
You will never be happy
fulfilled
satisfied
until you find it,
when you find it
you wonder why it ever mattered,
when you find it
you begin to search yourself
for truth
hope
acceptance
meaning
love,
when you find that
you search again
and the cycle continues

]]> Sat, 24 May 2008 22:46:00 EDT http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/377115 47.55 -52.6666667 47.55 -52.6666667 http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/376573 Evidence of a fight
The damage is done, you're on your way
The car's out of my sight
I saw what you remembered
By the look in your eye
Now the pages are stacked and
There's no looking back again
I know this is goodbye

It's like the flight of an eagle
To the very next thing
Our chances slipped on by
Hoping for a reason
Just another reason
But I know this is goodbye

I never needed answers
Just the promise that you made
I'll let go of the tears
As you throw away the years
On your new life escapades
Cross-examine the good times
No messing with the bad
I'll forget to remember
All we never had

It's like the flight of an eagle
To the very next thing
Our chances slipped on by
Hoping for a reason
Just another reason
But I know this is goodbye

The verdit says we're guilty
Of love in the third degree
The jury says I'm innocent
You don't have a plea




]]> Fri, 23 May 2008 23:57:00 EDT http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/376573 47.55 -52.6666667 47.55 -52.6666667 http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/375275
My take on the big www? There are positives and negatives (as in any situation) and I cannot really decide if it will truly benefit or harm us in the long run. I mean, the obvious would be to say it's a positive thing and we are becoming more and more advanced and kids are becoming smarter and smarter and all that jazz; on the surface it screams money but the larger question would be is there a point where it will actually harm us and future generations? I have some arguments for both sides like a true politician ;)

First, there's the obvious privacy issue. We've never been so accessible to the wrong-doers watchful eye. It's a little creepy. Thank God for privacy settings to ease some woes, even if only surface. Moreover, I think relationships in general, from individual and working outwards (to affect society as a whole) are being greatly influenced by computer-mediated communications.

My point? Sites like Facebook are getting a little out of hand, and along with MSN/AIM/Myspace/HI5, why bother having a real conversation anymore? You have to admit it's a little creepy when someone views your Facebook and feels like they now know you much better and, based on the friends/pictures/groups you have added, can ascertain who you are maybe better than even you know yourself!

Then there's the people who add absolutely everyone they have ever met in their entire life or rather, anyone who's name sounds vaguely familiar, to insure they give themselves that false sense of popularity they have always dreamed of; they now have all the options in the world, why work at being your friend when they can hit up one of their "Facebook friends" anytime for a chat? Of course I'm not talking about everyone here, some people move around a lot / are in positions where they really do meet a lot of people and it's justified but come on, you know who I'm talking about.

I am a person who values true, loyal and lasting friendships and of course I'm always open to meeting new people, but I don't like being put into the position where if I accept a request from a person I've seen once in a class on Facebook, for ex., having to be overly friendly because they feel as though they know me because they can now read my conversations (ie. "know what I'm thinking"), view my photos (ie. "know what I'm doing"); the whole thing frankly creeps me out.

It's also noticeable that with the advent of these dating/socializing sites, marriage as we know it may cease to exist. I'm a little concerned about the extent to which this will harm marital relations in the future. I'm predicting the average marrying age will only increase. Why? Because people have to take their time to sift through all the options/ compare their many choices on Facebook. They won't want to settle down, no no, they're not lonely or in need of anyone; not having a buzzing social life on the Facebook scene and 1000 plus friends. Sarcasm paining you yet?

While my over-stimulated self may be a little on the extreme side with these assertions, I only say this to make some genuine concerns known. I'll admit that I do believe Facebook is awesome for keeping ties with friends and family. It has great utility in our increasingly fast-paced economic and social world. I guess we do have to keep with the times; the days of singing kumbaya around the fire have long been replaced with the blue-and-white world of mini-feeds and virtual pokes.

My worries lie in how this will impact our future and the way we relate to others. I don't want Facebook and the instant messaging world to take the place of spending time with my friends and family. I don't want to spend the majority of my time typing to a screen the words and emoticons that replace my true thoughts and feelings. Somehow it's a little cold and unnerving, but somehow I know I will have to adapt just a little. No matter what way this whole thing goes in the future, I know I'm prepared, are you?


]]> Wed, 21 May 2008 18:58:00 EDT http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/375275 47.55 -52.6666667 47.55 -52.6666667 http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/363677 Is hoping your opponent suffers the short end of the stick
The wish you may never recieve; a distant hope
Closing your eyes and turning the knob
The lock unbreakable
And what if you broke in?
What if they break in?

Breaking the bodies and breaking the souls
The minds of the middle east
Those "allies" of the west
Always capture the long end of the bone
Openly wish freedom; secretly wish
A wish the other will never know
Their lives torn apart

LIke the bone they broke in hopes
That faithful day
The bomb breaks the soil

A wish for silence
They cannot hear
The bone fell short
They lost the key

Don't they know it doesn't matter?
They wish at the expence of the "ally"
There is no win-win
There is lose-lose
A wish falling on deaf ears

No breaking of bread amonst the rubble
No mending of the bone
No key to safety
There is only a broken bone and a lost key

]]> Tue, 29 Apr 2008 18:10:00 EDT http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/363677 47.55 -52.6666667 47.55 -52.6666667 http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/360057 Healthy options with no consequence
Herein lies the nest of hope
As the falcon flies free

All the pieces to the puzzle,
The branches that build the nest of life
Make it safe and do it right
We are preached to
No endless flight

Freedom falls victim to inhibitions
Safety in the walls of the sought after nest
Protected by what we believe is safe
Believe is right and just
The only shelter ever known

Then thrown to the abyss
Now fragmented nest
The protection losing sight of a purpose

We become creatures of mechanization
Flowing on with the stream of time

Edging towards independence
Never looking to find
Searching the horizons
On our own
Searching ourselves
Until we build a nest of our own
Forever searching
]]> Mon, 21 Apr 2008 12:27:00 EDT http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/360057 47.55 -52.6666667 47.55 -52.6666667 http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/359765 Turning the fork
The pieces like continents spread apart
Avoiding the war of constraint
The struggle for freedom

The crumbs
Licking the spoon one piece at a time
Making the treat last more than the fleeting moment
The fork hits the tounge
Pricks the tongue
The taste travelling along those electric transmitters

Electric plates separate; tectonic plates
Spread the goodness around
Making it last
Sweet taste of unity
Broken strategically to avoid the competiting of tastes

Ingredients formulated
Humans are homemade grains of sugar
Blending with butter
The egg of life
The wheat; bread of life

Heated by the sun's oven
Brown sugar, White sugar, Auburn sugar
We are brilliantly mixed
The chef's hands are cracked
Lines that break perfection

Tasting the spice of life
Your eyes the size of plums; your stomach a prune
Time to finish that last piece of cheesecake
Move the piece around to make it last

Spread the world around to make it taste better
Multicultural beauty
The recipe lacking perfection
Is perfection
The world in an eggshell]]> Sun, 20 Apr 2008 14:50:00 EDT http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/359765 47.55 -52.6666667 47.55 -52.6666667 http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/358855
From the dawn of time to this very hour the human population is in a constant struggle for belonging. We have the humanistic need to feel that at least one person somewhere in this world cares about us as much as we care about them.

We form a never-ending array of relationships hoping to come as close as possible to this ideal. Marriage, probably one of the seemingly closest ways to achieve this ideal has often proven to be unsuccessful; no need to state the statistics behind this sad fact. Honestly, will we ever find someone who truly cares about us and loves us as much as they love themselves? I guess this is where trust comes in, and hope.

It's apparent: this humanistic struggle (need) for mutual affection and concern has permeated our existence and is behind relationship formation. It often breeds competition and ultimate defeat (in the ending of the relationship or the loosening of ties) when dreaded doubt steps into the picture. For instance, if you were to forge a new friendship and you actively scouted out all the options trying to find the person that would willingly devote as much time to you as you to them and you find the candidate. During the relationship there inevitably comes a point of vulnerability. This manifests itself in various forms as everyone struggles against equality and mutual accord and as such, doubts anyone else defers.

The sad thing is, apart from your family(?), will you ever know or be able to prove that the person you consider to be your "closest" really feels the same about you? Or could ever feel the same? The question here is, to what extent do we only care about ourselves? It scares me to think that no matter who we meet on this earth, this mutual equality may never be reached. If it is reached, it may be only for a fleeting moment.

Everyone wants to grasp *that* moment with *that* person for as long as they possibly can, making that moment last a lifetime. In the end, life is only a fleeting moment, so no matter how long you achieved that standard, holding on to that moment is essentially forever, who's counting? Then there's the easy way: Don't worry about it. Your mind is the only thing that can tell you it doesn't exist. As the famous quote, "in life there exists nothing good nor bad, only the mind makes it so". I would like to modify: " In life and relationships there exists no equality and inequality, only the mind makes it so."

If you've never had that feeling, your probably like the other 95% of the population. I think the underlying motive to my theory is: humility is the only way to achieve this standard. Unless you bring yourself down to the level of others and show empathy and concern, you will never receive it in return.

Humans are an inherently selfish species.

I didn't want to end this on a negative note so I will say that no matter how many theories are out there, we will never know their truth. A theory is a theory, It can be defeated. Yes defeated. Yes I want to defeat my own theory, ]]> Thu, 17 Apr 2008 20:46:00 EDT http://ChristyCavell.tigblog.org/post/358855 47.55 -52.6666667 47.55 -52.6666667