When I was a youngun, I fell in love with Rosemary Clooney. What about her did I like? I dunno!
She was beautiful...to my young mind, she was the most beautiful creature that had ever been created.
And I guess I have been a sucker for a strawberry blonde ever since.
I have only known one strawberry blonde personally; and she was/is a beautiful person...am i detecting a pattern here?
Too often, I have wondered what the fascination is with changing hair color. The strawberry blonde lady I knew, did not like strawberry blonde color, and would often use a blonde rinse to try to cover the tinge.
The Preacher, the son of David is quoted as saying, "all is vanity".
Is not a vanity, a piece of furniture that has a mirror attached? Could it have gotten its name from the idea that the mirror was a place to sit and look at yourself, and frump and fard until you were satisfied with what you saw?
Until we come to the point where we are comfortable with what we know is inside, we will not be able to be comfortable with what is on the outside.
I have long been fascinated with the Johari Window. You know, this is the demonstration of our psyche...it contains four windows: The you you know, and others know; the you you know and others do not know; the you you do not know that others know; and the you you do not know and others do not know.
Think about it...how often have you had someone say something about you, that you didn't realize anyone knew?
Ah, but the bottom line, it seems, is that only God knows what those things are that I do not know about me, and others do not know; for you see, God sees the heart and the inclinations of our thoughts.
He alone knows what is buried deep within the darkest recesses of our being. And it is only through Him that we are able to bring wholeness to our being, so that we are aware of who we are, and what we are doing.
Casey would dance with the strawbery blonde, and the band played on...