New Priestess from Portland Or.

[Bo Abides]

 Hey Dudes! I've been reading this site for days maybe weeks, I lose track of time, so many threads full many ins and outs, what have yous... Fuckin' eh, my eyes are really dry!  Feel like I've been rummaging through your underwear drawer so thought I should introduce myself, sorry about the incoming wall of text...

My name is Debbie, my family calls me Bo for brevity.

I've always believed in something, just not sure what, I pray but not to god, sometimes I call it god to simplify things.  I have seen the power of prayer work or maybe that was all coincidence, who knows?  Whatever that something is it has a strange sense of humor. Someday I'll post about the miracle I witnessed and how hilarity ensued when I begged for a sign, it's a long story though and you have this wall of text to read so I'll save it for later, BTW if you're into brevity please scroll down to the TLDR version underneath the smiliey faces, don't want your eyes drying out reading this crap.

My philosophy is - It is what it is,  we all make our path hoping it leads to happiness/heaven/nirvana/a brand new car/whatever.  Sometimes we need help carrying our burdens, other times we go it alone, sometimes the path is unclear and we need to shine a light for ourselves or others. It might be switchback after grueling switchback, but it's important to keep moving, growing as a person, even a slacker's pace is better than standing still. Sometimes the path is knee deep in shit, just hold your nose and keep on keeping on, then go find a nice stream to wash up, nobody wants to smell your stank! Getting lost along the way can be interesting too but well, you know, that's just like my opinion, man.  Mostly what I believe in is being good to other living beings and being good to the earth in hopes it brings good people and karma to me. Being good to other living beings does not include spiders IMO, if they are in my house, I will smash them gladly, hope that if there is a god it's not a spider!

I've tried Christianity as a teen, it didn't suit me, I believe in evolution, not big on waving my arms around, speaking in tongues and gossiping at church socials.  I am not anti Christian, just anti bullshit and hypocrisy, the church I went to was full of it.

I often wonder if god may have been some teenager doing a high school science fair experiment that got way out of hand.

I tried Transcendental Meditation back in the 70s, didn't help me find inner peace but it is a great way to start a nap. I've also dabbled in Taoism and Buddhism they've brought me a sense of calm during a somewhat crappy first 40 years.  I have a huge crush on Tenzin Gyatso not a lustful type of crush, he just really gets to me he is buddhalicious.

Different religions fascinate me, even if I lack faith in them, I appreciate that others have faith as long as they aren't self serving pompous asses about it, fanatics, terrorists, mindless sheeple, nihilists or fascists.  I've really enjoyed reading many posts here talking about religion and philosophy.

Many years ago a neighbor was a professor of Arabic studies, geopolitics and economics of the Middle East at the Defense Language Institute in Monterey Ca.,  we would discuss life, religion, customs and traditions as we pulled weeds, picked flowers/veggies in our gardens. He was on the local news whenever there was a conflict or terrorist attack, he was an expert at explaining (not excusing) why some Muslims might be easily brainwashed into terrorism. I have seen a little anti-Muslim sentiment expressed on the board, I'm not anti-Muslim just anti-terrorism  like my old friend Munir was. He was a good Muslim - he was progressive, believed in women's rights, wanted to improve the world to keep idiots from becoming terrorists. He was a dude living with his faith, making his path and shining his light for others (even his faithless neighbor) in the modern world. If you had the pleasure to know him you would consider him a dude too.

When I was in my late 30s I went to marriage counseling where I learned to accept my imperfect life, gutter balls and strikes, that gave me the courage to leave my miserable marriage and seek happiness - life is too short to devote it to a nihilist, I can't be perfect in an imperfect world no matter how OCD I get about it. I was like water moving around the stone for so long, but the stone would not change or move, the stone was stuck, so the water found a new path.

I started my new happy life 10 years ago packing a moving truck on my 40th birthday, I moved from the central coast of California to South Carolina briefly (ewww, no offense but ewww that place blows) to buy my ex a house with the proceeds from the sale of my old house and then I didn't know what to do so I moved to Delaware (that place also blows) to be with the best dude who I had been buds with since high school, we married shortly after he let me move into his bungalow. Last winter we moved to Portland, Oregon, it's always been my dream to live in Oregon,  the loss of his good paying job made that happen, now he doesn't earn as much but that's OK we're living in the state I've always dreamed of, pure bliss, despite the fact I now have to look for a job too. Wonder how the Dude managed to get by without one...

After seeing TBL and meditating on it (ok so I took a nap) I realized that is the way I've been living for many years, abiding,  going with the flow even when somebody pisses on my rug, so what? I can get another rug or lay on the bare floor or better yet the couch (it is more comfortable than the floor) damn, I lost my train of thought...
What I am trying to say is I think I belong here with you dudes, you seem like a good bunch.

BTW white Russians have always been my favorite mixed drink, for awhile it was the only way I got any calcium.
I had several CCR 8 track tapes in my old car, that car was stolen then reappeared and they left my CCR tapes, some thieves have no taste in music or maybe they were into CDs.
When we come home DH and I immediately robe up.

I just became dude priestess in hopes of enlightening others (if they are open to it) and performing weddings.  My SIL will think that heathen must have lost her mind but it wouldn't be the first time she's thought that, she thinks it any time we discuss religion, philosophy, South Park, In Bruges (another great film) or any time I say Fuckin' eh! Oh God!  Jesus Christ! or It's like a fucking fairytale!


As you may have noticed I tend to lose my train of thought, I derail constantly and I can get wordy, so just tell me to shut up and I will abide. 

TLDR version - Name is Debbie,  you can call me Bo or whatever, feel I've been practicing Dudeism since before I knew it existed, just became a priestess, like to hear other views on religion/philosophy as long as nobody is trying to be holier than thou about it, hoping there isn't some spider god or I am in big trouble.
I can be sarcastic,  love to laugh, swear too much, I'm living in a fucking fairytale!

PS I've been all through your drawers and still like you dudes despite the fact you could use some potpourri in there.

[DigitalBuddha]

Yo Debbie dude, great to have a female here in our beach community! Welcome, mang, bars' over there, help yourself!

[Bo Abides]

Thanks Dude, nice rug, it really brings the room together!

[Havazhyol]

Hope every things roll for you, Bo. Cheers from Froggy-land and Essos.

A comic from my country wondered about humanity, religions and stuff : what if god was more of a deputy, who never told anything to his superior...

Nonetheless, I would advice you to be cool with the spideys,  most are here to let your house clean, like Tegenaria. They might be ugly, but they are some of the most perfect creatures on earth, regarding evolution (not beauty standards), and, most important, they don't care about you at all. They are clever beasts, in their ways. Your heartbeat, your habits, and your voice creates too much noise and vibration to interest them.
How would you feel if some giant pink haired smashed you with the monthly Reader's Digest while screaming, when all you did was expecting some food on the web before napping...
Cage her between a glass and a paper sheet, and throw it outside instead.

Now that you find me creepy and weird as hell, I shall say no more about spideys, and welcome you nonetheless...

[Bo Abides]

Now that you find me creepy and weird as hell, I shall say no more about spideys, and welcome you nonetheless...

LOL thanks dude


I have had a few spider friends, my favorite was a daddy long legs that lived for a few years in my bathroom, I coexisted with several other spiders who stayed out of my way and I have relocated many over the years too.  Some spiders do not seem to want to be taken alive or they are too big or fast for trapping in a glass, or they scare me and I react with ninja like reflexes.

Spiders the size of my hand or larger (they grew them big back east) that come after me or my dog will be toast. I swear I heard one of those giant hand-spiders scream "give me liberty or give me death" as it ran towards my four legged baby, if he would have chilled the fuck out I could have carried him out of the house on a pillow.

Any kamikaze spider that seems intent on trying to land on me when it could have peacefully stayed in it's corner will not last long. Just a minute ago as I was writing this (what freakish timing) a spider tried to land on my head unfortunately my ninja reflexes killed it before I realized what I was doing, wonder if that spider was sent from the spider god. 

You might enjoy this link -  I did-  http://runt-of-the-web.com/the-sad-world-of-the-misunderstood-house-spider

[Havazhyol]

Loved your link, it made my day, Bo dude.

[Reverend Curb]

Hey, Bo, I reside in Tualatin. Nice to see someone else from this neck of the woods.

[Hominid]

Welcome Bo. 

[Masked Dude]

I can't find you creepy for the spider thing. I have a shed full of harmless spiders--and probably one or two not-so-harmless ones. Also, my Cajun friend who adopted me as her brother (since I'm Acadian) rescues abandoned and captured spiders from her mom's rescue near New Orleans. I'm talking rosehairs and other tarantulas as well as other exotic types. She loves 'em.

Welcome to our romper room!

[meekon5]

My Mum used to keep Tarantulas (actually my little brother used to want them, then get disinterested so she would have to take over).

Always a bit disconcerting finding one wondering round the landing by itself it having gotten out of the cage, especially early in the morning after a bit of a session. Then she used to let them walk round in those hamster ball things whilst she cleaned out the tank for them.

[Havazhyol]

Smartest move ever, the hamster ball !

[meekon5]

They seemed to love wondering round in the hamster ball.