tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post2008007799043240858..comments2023-09-13T03:10:36.690-07:00Comments on Robin's Nest: Celebration of spendingOld Egghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14727444489103758018noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-30028298841867529942017-12-15T07:48:34.909-08:002017-12-15T07:48:34.909-08:00There is truly a lot of excess in our lives, which...There is truly a lot of excess in our lives, which lead to clutter and not any joy. I feel happier when I am gifted a potted plant than the latest phone, but it's become the norm for us to spend on unnecessity. Your poem evoked in me a lot of opinions about what is currently going on in my lifeNamrathahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15459190888629470886noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-27068691560191666102017-12-15T03:43:05.344-08:002017-12-15T03:43:05.344-08:00Wealthy in every way except financially is probabl...Wealthy in every way except financially is probably the best way to be. Merry Christmas !rallentandahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06980559347805844568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-45715897283934846772017-12-14T11:32:48.133-08:002017-12-14T11:32:48.133-08:00Makes me feel that we are all poor puppets waiting...Makes me feel that we are all poor puppets waiting for the rich to make us dance. Wi dear full, Robinpurplepeninportland.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07842681508730093858noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-27612893040278656562017-12-14T09:59:58.532-08:002017-12-14T09:59:58.532-08:00Wise thoughts! The answer encompasses a combinatio...Wise thoughts! The answer encompasses a combination of psychology, sociology, ecology, evolution, economics, and marketing. Pathetic....<br />Beautiful poem, Robin.Panchalihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08832164041967778122noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-65651156367674553792017-12-14T09:27:52.675-08:002017-12-14T09:27:52.675-08:00Wise words, Robin. The best things in life are fre...Wise words, Robin. The best things in life are free: love, laughter, kindness, a smile, snow, sun ...and the list goes on. Yet many are sold on the idea of "celebration" by maxing out their credit cards. How sad!Khaya Ronkainenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06286352495379234651noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-33692405280009217442017-12-14T06:22:57.737-08:002017-12-14T06:22:57.737-08:00We can change it if we want to. The problem is how...We can change it if we want to. The problem is how many want to? rallentandahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06980559347805844568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-58005759765988628992017-12-13T23:13:05.593-08:002017-12-13T23:13:05.593-08:00You are right. The heart was rich, warm and full o...You are right. The heart was rich, warm and full of love and light. Money definitely did not matter that much. Life had other centers. Today life pivots round marketing practices and artificial wants. So our happiness is remote-controlled by the corporate giants. Sigh.Sumana Royhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17333363799083094084noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-4081549723070523012017-12-13T19:17:30.152-08:002017-12-13T19:17:30.152-08:00Consumerism has been eating the spirit of celebrat...Consumerism has been eating the spirit of celebration for much too long. Soon, there will be nothing left. And that is so saddening... Magaly Guerrerohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18295455026184103230noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-38343335663366434042017-12-13T18:17:15.364-08:002017-12-13T18:17:15.364-08:00We're told we are happy so think we are... tha...We're told we are happy so think we are... that's the big marketing machine at work.. and how quietly we succumb, without even realising!!Thotpurgehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09729170517164200003noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-48480775993215070802017-12-13T16:46:44.617-08:002017-12-13T16:46:44.617-08:00Your words mirror my feeling exactly, and sadness ...Your words mirror my feeling exactly, and sadness at the commercial travesty Christmas has become. I long for those simple times.indybevhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05505539407819784525noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-17491077064576315862017-12-13T16:16:01.304-08:002017-12-13T16:16:01.304-08:00I remember Christmases like that too. But mostly ...I remember Christmases like that too. But mostly I remember the love of family who made it all so very rich.tonispencerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04200564195675794747noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-41234455819804805922017-12-13T16:13:14.797-08:002017-12-13T16:13:14.797-08:00Indeed the rich magnates! Don't get me starte...Indeed the rich magnates! Don't get me started on that!!!! I remember Christmases long past as well when I was happy to receive a new warm nightgown!Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07366010389846904663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-39664901467544923212017-12-13T16:11:21.832-08:002017-12-13T16:11:21.832-08:00I really resonate with the message in your poem. M...I really resonate with the message in your poem. My mom always said thebest christmas she ever spent was, during the Depression, when she was small, each child received one orange, and a handmade little car their father whittled for them, which they played with all day long.Sherry Blue Skyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01926508656571639801noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-71663449391092439282017-12-13T13:52:00.315-08:002017-12-13T13:52:00.315-08:00I was telling someone the other day about a Christ...I was telling someone the other day about a Christmas where i got just a shirt to wear to work. We didnt have much then.<br /><br />Then later i made six figures and we got out of debt but i couldnt tell you where the money went.<br /><br />As a teacher now i make considerably less but we are content.<br /><br />Its def not things or money that makes you happy.Xhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09037544390731217891noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-35569786439296720552017-12-13T13:50:29.894-08:002017-12-13T13:50:29.894-08:00I, too, got the shoes as a gift because I needed t...I, too, got the shoes as a gift because I needed them. And I didn't think it was fair because other kids had more, but I didn't dare let on. Gratitude was all and is all, no matter how much excess we have to wade through. Poetry and God will save us from becoming just consumers, I think!Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05723639294340760325noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-15315114802491542722017-12-13T13:20:11.832-08:002017-12-13T13:20:11.832-08:00I think there's nothing sadder than to be desc...I think there's nothing sadder than to be described as "just consumers." (Thank goodness, poets are producers!)Magical Mystical Teacherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01853272111925075994noreply@blogger.com