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<!--Generated by Squarespace Site Server v5.11.81 (http://www.squarespace.com/) on Tue, 29 May 2012 15:52:19 GMT--><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/"><title>Blog On</title><subtitle>Blog On</subtitle><id>http://www.karenrugg.com/blog/</id><link rel="alternate" type="application/xhtml+xml" href="http://www.karenrugg.com/blog/"/><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.karenrugg.com/blog/atom.xml"/><updated>2012-05-16T23:12:35Z</updated><generator uri="http://www.squarespace.com/" version="Squarespace Site Server v5.11.81 (http://www.squarespace.com/)">Squarespace</generator><entry><title>Inspired to Action</title><category term="Inspire"/><category term="cnn"/><category term="mctaggart"/><category term="medal of valor"/><category term="sabo"/><category term="the field"/><id>http://www.karenrugg.com/blog/2012/5/16/inspired-to-action.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.karenrugg.com/blog/2012/5/16/inspired-to-action.html"/><author><name>Karen Rugg</name></author><published>2012-05-16T23:03:23Z</published><updated>2012-05-16T23:03:23Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p>Based on the length of time passed since my last entry, one would think I've been lacking a bit for inspiration. That's not true. Inspiration comes and goes -- just so fast that I forget what I was going to write about!</p>
<p>But some things of note of the past few days worth remembering:</p>
<p>1) Weekend visit to Rochester for Aubrey's, Addyson's and Averye's 2nd birthday. Lots of little girls running around. Lots of chasing. Lots of parroting by two in particular that was absolutely hilarious. And the third succumbed to a sugar-frosting-induced whirling dervish and impish activity show that had all of us laughing so hard we were crying. And they have no idea ... they just absorb it all. Or, do they know how they manipulate and exhaust and fascinate us adults with their innocent antics? Methinks they do.</p>
<p>2) Posthumous awarding of Medal of Valor to a Vietnam vet today ...watched via CNN. The Army soldier's heroic rescue and ultimate sacrifice given to save his brothers, more than 42 years ago, was recounted by fellow soldiers and another Vietnam vet who stumbled across his misplaced citation in the National Archives not long ago. Today, his division of the 101st Airborne and his widowed wife accepted the Medal from a grateful President and nation. The details of what he ... Specialist Leo Sabo ... did would just blow your mind. True inspiration.</p>
<p>3) Reading "The Field" by Lynn McTaggart ... mind-blowing. Changes the world. Changes your perception of the world and life if you let it. Not done with it yet but have recommended to everyone I've seen so far this week.</p>
<p>So, there, I feel better. A little bit written.</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>Kitty Walk</title><category term="Random"/><category term="hubble"/><id>http://www.karenrugg.com/blog/2011/11/26/kitty-walk.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.karenrugg.com/blog/2011/11/26/kitty-walk.html"/><author><name>Karen Rugg</name></author><published>2011-11-26T20:20:17Z</published><updated>2011-11-26T20:20:17Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p>Took Hubble for his first "walk" today in his little red kitty harness. He basically skulked across stoops and rolled in dirt and mulch. All the while I stood over him with leash in hand. He did really well with his inaugural walk and was very patient for Mom while I strapped him in. He's a good guy.</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>Everybody's Writing</title><category term="Inspire"/><category term="books"/><category term="douglas"/><category term="housley"/><category term="meehan"/><category term="ryan seacrest"/><id>http://www.karenrugg.com/blog/2011/10/2/everybodys-writing.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.karenrugg.com/blog/2011/10/2/everybodys-writing.html"/><author><name>Karen Rugg</name></author><published>2011-10-03T03:02:42Z</published><updated>2011-10-03T03:02:42Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p>There are books, books everywhere. Written and discovered. Written by people I know and people I don't.</p>
<p>When I was younger I used to ride my bike home from the library with the handlebar basket piled high with books. I'd read everything and anything.</p>
<p>I'm older now and much more read. It's rare I find one book anymore that really pulls me in, let alone seven.</p>
<p>What's cooler is the books I do find often have a personal connection.</p>
<p>My sister Leslie Meehan's s thesis is now a book. "Our Birth as Holo Sapiens: Navigating Our Passage through Climate Change."</p>
<p>My friend Pamela Douglas has two books out now: "Back to Life," about her experiences surviving a very serious surgery, and "Writing the TV Drama," which has fast become the "go-to" book in Hollywood for writers who care about their craft.</p>
<p>I discovered Dave Housley's work from a small boutique on 36th St in Baltimore. His first collection of stunning and snarky short stories is out: "Ryan Seacrest Is Famous."</p>
<p>I'm sure my friend Janice's book about her life and the creatures/humans she's loved within it will be published soon.</p>
<p>I've referred "Everything Matters" by Ron Currie, Jr., to just about any smart, serious reader I know.</p>
<p>So, basically, I'm just saying that it's nice to still find books that I would consider stacking into my handlebar basket and peddling home to read. That books are still a source of discovery achieved and quests fulfilled.</p>
<p>Yea!</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>Little Things That Change</title><category term="Random"/><category term="emmy"/><category term="friday night lights"/><category term="hubble"/><category term="jason katims"/><category term="kyle chandler"/><id>http://www.karenrugg.com/blog/2011/9/30/little-things-that-change.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.karenrugg.com/blog/2011/9/30/little-things-that-change.html"/><author><name>Karen Rugg</name></author><published>2011-09-30T23:43:10Z</published><updated>2011-09-30T23:43:10Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p>I'm looking at my life statement about being all about questing and inspiring and connecting through writing and advocacy and action.</p>
<p>Whew. I'm just exhausted reading that.</p>
<p>Maybe not so much action anymore.</p>
<p>I'm older. I'm allowed. Things change. :)</p>
<p>Oh, and Kyle Chandler won an Emmy for "Friday Night Lights". As did writer Jason Katims. Yea. Thankfully, things changed and they finally got recognized.</p>
<p>Oh, and did I tell you my cat Hubble now only eats fish-flavored cat food? He used to eat beef or chicken flavored stuff, but he stopped. It's kind of weird because I'm a pescetarian (vegetarian who eats fish). Is he channeling his owner? For him, his tastes have changed.</p>
<p>And today I got a new office chair. Thank God that that thing changed.</p>
<p>And I could go on and on and on, but then, nothing will have changed.</p>
<p>So I won't.</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>Blown Away</title><category term="Connect"/><category term="Inspire"/><category term="disaster"/><category term="joplin"/><category term="nature"/><category term="tornado"/><id>http://www.karenrugg.com/blog/2011/5/30/blown-away.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.karenrugg.com/blog/2011/5/30/blown-away.html"/><author><name>Karen Rugg</name></author><published>2011-05-30T16:35:51Z</published><updated>2011-05-30T16:35:51Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p>A man who holds a cooler door closed with a bungee cord until he's ripped away by the tornado. Twelve others inside survive.</p>
<p>Another man scours the wreckage of a hospital emergency room, flashlight held between his teeth.&nbsp;</p>
<p>A woman covers her child with her body.</p>
<p>The world continues down its current path of extremes.</p>
<p>From the most extreme devastation comes the most extreme dedication.</p>
<p>From the most extreme horror comes the most extreme heroism.</p>
<p>From the most extreme chaos comes the most extreme caring.</p>
<p>From Tuscaloosa to Joplin and many places in between, I've been blown away by the power of human nature that rises in response to the power of Mother Nature.</p>
<p>As I go through the tasks of everyday life -- feeding the cat, driving around on errands, working on the computer, vacuuming and dusting, doing laundry and dishes, watering the flowers -- I realize that thousands of people can't do those small things right now and won't be able to for a long time.</p>
<p>So, a thought, as you go about your lives this coming week, do one thing on behalf of a "citizen of Joplin." Take your dog on a walk, for Joplin. Grill a hamburger, for Joplin. Tie your child's shoe, for Joplin. Take a yoga class, for Joplin. Make a presentation, for Joplin.</p>
<p>Let's live our lives and get our work done and I have a feeling they'll sense it, in Joplin.</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>Experiences</title><category term="Inspire"/><category term="Random"/><category term="neighborhoods"/><category term="neighbors"/><category term="rally"/><category term="runaway dog"/><id>http://www.karenrugg.com/blog/2011/4/10/experiences.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.karenrugg.com/blog/2011/4/10/experiences.html"/><author><name>Karen Rugg</name></author><published>2011-04-10T19:47:58Z</published><updated>2011-04-10T19:47:58Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p>Played my flutes yesterday morning at the Cathedral prior to a lecture by a Benedictine nun. There's nothing better than playing to an audience of the receptively converted. Meaning, they were open to the experience. I had twinges of nervousness when I felt many eyes focused on me (at Labyrinth, nobody's paying any attention to me, not really), but I soldiered through. And had a few folks come up afterwards with questions and asking for cards. Gotta get that CD done! And I contacted the NICoE about possibly playing there, so that thread is starting to be woven. So, feeling more motivated and inspired to pursue all of this further.&nbsp;</p>
<p>And was out riding my bike this afternoon. Was on my way back and came upon this little girl walking her dog. Suddenly she dropped the leash by accident. The dog got away from her and went running down the sidewalk, she running after it and yelling and crying. I followed her and passed her and followed the dog who somehow wisely ran just on the sidewalks and not in the street. I yelled ahead to people to "stop the dog" and waved at cars. A couple of black SUVs passed me and they'd try to turn across the sidewalk in front of the dog but she went around the car a couple of times. We were getting closer to a much busier intersection and one of the SUVs swung into a driveway with some hedges at a house and the dog went into the backyard. Some people were also chasing on foot. The whole neighborhood was rallying! An older gentleman caught the dog and kept it in the backyard while the girl, Griffin, came sobbing up the sidewalk. She was *so* upset. I think her parents must have jumped in a car because there was a man and woman who went to her and called her by name and comforted her. It was pretty intense! But, it was nice to see everyone spring into action. I passed one of the SUVs on the way back and he asked if we'd "got the dog" and I said we had. So, that adventure was over with.</p>
<p>So it's been a weekend of experiences of all kinds. The kind of weekend that leads one to get in her car and head to the coffeehouse before the day is done. So, off I go.</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>Beauty as Only Nature Can</title><category term="Inspire"/><category term="Music"/><category term="TV and Film"/><category term="aurora borealis"/><category term="limitless"/><category term="norway"/><id>http://www.karenrugg.com/blog/2011/3/28/beauty-as-only-nature-can.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.karenrugg.com/blog/2011/3/28/beauty-as-only-nature-can.html"/><author><name>Karen Rugg</name></author><published>2011-03-28T14:56:42Z</published><updated>2011-03-28T14:56:42Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p>This will make you feel a lot better. I promise.</p>
<p>Also, check out "Limitless" at the theatres. Was surprised at how good it was. It'll make you feel a little better.</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/21294655" width="400" height="225" frameborder="0"></iframe><p><a href="http://vimeo.com/21294655">The Aurora</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/terjes">Terje Sorgjerd</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p></p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>An Entitlement? Really?</title><category term="Blood Boilers"/><category term="entitlement"/><category term="social security"/><id>http://www.karenrugg.com/blog/2011/3/14/an-entitlement-really.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.karenrugg.com/blog/2011/3/14/an-entitlement-really.html"/><author><name>Karen Rugg</name></author><published>2011-03-14T18:56:48Z</published><updated>2011-03-14T18:56:48Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p>With all the bombastic budget bashing going on over the last few days, the one statement that increasingly irks is equating Social Security with "entitlement."</p>
<p>How can SS be an entitlement when *I've* paid into it for years and, as a self-employed person the last 10+ years, I've paid my entire portion ... at least 15% of my annual income.</p>
<p>In my view, I'm only "entitled" to something into which I've put nothing ... no thought, no effort, no funds, no blood/sweat/tears.</p>
<p>That ain't the case with SS.</p>
<p>While I understand that the word has a special meaning when connected with federal legislation, and that I'm not paying into an account in my name but into a pool that's paying for someone else's retirement right now and, therefore, I don't really have direct access or ownership of the thousands I've paid in over the years ... I don't care.</p>
<p>SS isn't an entitlement. It's a promise due based on my personal investment.</p>
<p>So stop linking the word with SS, at least not quite so frequently.</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>Unhinged</title><category term="Battlestar Galactica"/><category term="Random"/><category term="bear mccreary"/><category term="cats"/><category term="unhinged"/><id>http://www.karenrugg.com/blog/2011/2/21/unhinged.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.karenrugg.com/blog/2011/2/21/unhinged.html"/><author><name>Karen Rugg</name></author><published>2011-02-22T00:01:56Z</published><updated>2011-02-22T00:01:56Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p>Kinda feeling that way and kinda not. There are still things that ground me -- like wondering how my cat's fur smells like marshmallow. 'Cuz his *breath* sure doesn't smell like marshmallow. And if he's cleaning himself then his fur should smell like his breath. But it doesn't. So basically I'm stymied but in a pleasant way.</p>
<p>There's all the other stuff floating out there that gets me spinning. You know what I mean. We're all living with the same things every day -- weather, work, driving, eating, cleaning, taxes, other paperwork, planning.</p>
<p>So I was feeling a little unhinged.</p>
<p>On the good side, I got myself a new bike. Spiffy.</p>
<p>On the good side, I'm listening to "Battlestar Galactica" music from Bear McCreary right now.</p>
<p>On the good side, I have three sips of chai left.</p>
<p>All good hinge-tightening salves.</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>Crack. Me. Up.</title><category term="Random"/><category term="TV and Film"/><category term="darth vader"/><category term="super bowl commercial"/><category term="volkswagen"/><id>http://www.karenrugg.com/blog/2011/2/3/crack-me-up.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.karenrugg.com/blog/2011/2/3/crack-me-up.html"/><author><name>Karen Rugg</name></author><published>2011-02-03T16:47:46Z</published><updated>2011-02-03T16:47:46Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<iframe title="YouTube video player" width="560" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/R55e-uHQna0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>]]></content></entry></feed>
