“Give thanks for a little, and you will find a lot.” – Hausa Proverb
“When I started counting my blessings, my whole life turned around.” – Willie Nelson
“There are only two ways to live your live. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other as is though everything is a miracle.” – Albert Einstein
A song to kickstart the weekend: Go Where You Wanna Go by The Mamas and Papas on Spotify/YouTube from an album (tape) I played on repeat growing up: If You Can Believe Your Eyes & Ears, one of my favorites. SO this weekend’s song is the whole album, if you can believe it.
“If you can’t sleep, then get up and do something instead of lying there and worrying. It’s the worry that gets you, not the loss of sleep.” – Dale Carnegie
“A scholar tries to learn something everyday; a student of Buddhism tries to unlearn something daily.” – Alan Watts
I can overthink anything, like triple washed lettuce. Sounds great at first – then I start thinking, 3 times… What happened? Why are they cleaning it so much?
It’s why I’ve been a vegetarian for most of my life. I don’t label myself as one. I eat whatever I’m in the mood for, but I never know when I’m going to get the visuals. When food comes to life in my mind.
So if I had to label myself, I’d say I’m an Active Imagination eater. Stamp an AIF food label on it and I’ll eat it. Active Imagination Free. This will NOT remind you of anything that previously breathed.
I stay clear of anything that still looks like it did when it was alive. Or even anything identifiable as a body part such as a leg, wing, or claw, etc. Especially if there’s an eyeball bulging out, or a divot where an eyeball once sat. If there’s even a fish tank in the room – I’m out.
Without a doubt, I steer clear of ribs. Whenever I watch people tearing off the flesh and sucking on the bones, I always feel like I’m watching a horrific nature show – up close – like an animal attack. Then they toss the skeleton remains on the plate next to me.
I don’t even try to talk my stomach into being hungry – it’s like – nope, we’re done here.
“Stop thinking, and end your problems.” – Lao Tzu
Yeah, I’m saying that to me.
“The turkey. The sweet potatoes. The stuffing. The pumpkin pie. Is there anything else we all can agree so vehemently about? I don’t think so.” – Nora Ephron
“You can’t be that kid standing at the top of the waterslide, overthinking it. You have to go down the chute.” – Tina Fey
That’s what I did when I started this blog. Not that I thought the world needed one more stream of info coming in or another voice calling out. I just had an impulse and went with it. I’ve enjoyed it so far. I hope those who are reading this have, too. I’m thankful to have a place to put together my thoughts and share them. I’m thankful for all of you. I hope everyone follows their impulses this week, next year and forevermore.
Don’t think, just go for it. It could be amazing. Or at least fun.
A song to start the week: Family by Drew Holcomb & The Neighbors on Spotify/YouTube.
Family, all four seasons Family, well bless your heart You don’t choose ’em, you can’t lose ’em We all have a song to sing Some are crazy, some are amazing All got a little bit of everything…
Had a dream I was flying That’s where I go when I want to be free All this time I’ve been trying To escape to the place where I belong Shine on like the sun Holding on to a feeling Shine on everyone Find love to believe in…
“Well, I’m not one usually for speeches. So, goodbye.” – Ron Swanson, P&R
“If a black cat crosses your path, it signifies that the animal is going somewhere.” – Groucho Marx
“Superstition is the poetry of life.” – Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
“Oh, my dear, if you only knew how strange is the matter regarding which I am here, it is you who would laugh. I have learned not to think little of any one’s belief, no matter how strange it may be. I have tried to keep an open mind, and it is not the ordinary things of life that could close it, but the strange things, the extraordinary things, the things that make one doubt if they be mad or sane.” – Bram Stoker, Dracula
“Men are probably nearer the essential truth in their superstitions than in their science.” – Henry Thoreau
A few movies I’ve streamed this month that I’d recommend:
“Hark, now hear the sailors cry – smell the sea, and feel the sky – let your soul & spirit fly, into the mystic.” –Van Morrison
“You can’t stop the waves, but you can learn to surf.” – Jon Kabat-Zinn
Have you ever met someone who complains a lot – about everything – no matter what?
They’re just always upset – nothing’s satisfying?
There’s not one moment of satisfaction…
“That was a terrible bath.”
Bath? Who can complain about a bath?
(Moaning) “Ugh, all I did was sit there – it was too hot then too cold, then I didn’t have enough water so I had to add more water. I was slipping all over the place. Terrible. Terrible bath.”
That’s when you say, “You took a bath? Doesn’t smell like it.” Mic drop.
Use your energy wisely. You can only do so much, you can’t please everyone. It reminds me of the quote below, from one of my favorite comedians who left us way too soon, but made such a great impact on many. He always made me laugh, still does.
“Y’know, you can’t please all the people all the time… and last night, all those people were at my show.” – Mitch Hedberg
I once read somewhere, if I recall correctly, that Jerry Seinfeld – while writing Seinfeld with Larry David – had a poster of the universe on the wall next to his desk. I believe this was to keep things in perspective.
I love being outside at night. Everything looks and feels different – the world is quieter, and calmer, so it seems. I look up and out and admire it all. It’s a reset button, and a pause, a moment for me to get out of ‘my world’ and to focus on something so much bigger or nothing at all.
This week’s song: Find The River by R.E.M. on Spotify/YouTube. I have got to leave to find my way…
“A photographer went to a socialite party in New York. As he entered the front door, the host said ‘I love your pictures-they’re wonderful; you must have a fantastic camera. ‘ He said nothing until dinner was finished, then: ‘That was a wonderful dinner; you must have a terrific stove.” – Sam Haskins, Photographer
This weekend’s song: Ready Let’s Roll by Bob Schneider on Spotify/YouTube.
Surface fake face Layered preserved Italian cake No use Saying it true so blue I’m good too Not my case I’ve come Home in head Clouds break My part Plunge Feel Become Deeper Heart breaks for all that’s been done Soul shouts of what can still become Doesn’t matter Breathing deeper underway Forgive the past Take it back Focus Listen clearly Stop the buzz I want to hear It’s all ok I’m good too It’s been so long Feeling right turning wrong Circling on a track This time not coming back Heading south Off the map Internal compass has no rest I’m good too Heed the voice Signs at feet Saying Live life Get off of repeat Skipping in the mines Flying through the feathers Not sure if it’s a mask All who speak Those whom I meet Keep peeling Go deeper Not asking anymore Questions undercover Swaying with the glances Teetering at the surface Unsettled Settling Underdressed Not giving my best Which is yet to be found Not unlike A diamond buried under the ground Searching in the dark Hiding, lurking like a shark Anger pulsing from within Explosion – little erupts Never flowing far Holding it in Wearing a grin Enamel coming apart Reaching down My hands alone Fending off help with dues It’s my turn to drop some clues Always Sensing more Diving deeper
“I often think in music. I live my daydreams in music. I see my life in terms of music.” – Albert Einstein
When a dog is barking viciously at me and the owner is saying, “Oh, he doesn’t bite. Trust me, he just likes you. Trust me.”
I see two opposing opinions on that. The smiling human vs. the irrational animal.
…Yeah, I’m going to need more than that to go on.
It’s like, have you two discussed this recently? I think you may need to revisit this topic.
Have you seen those feisty little dogs with permanent mean faces? You know, the tiny ones with their teeth sticking out and it looks like their faces are frozen in anger? It’s like when you made a funny face when you were little and a parent told you if you kept it up, it would stay that way.
These miniature dogs look like they’re so upset all of the time. It’s like they’re constantly annoyed, always seething, and dare I say condescending. I could never live with a dog like that. I’m too sensitive.
Could you imagine that sneering face as the first thing you see when you wake up? Or the last thing before you go to bed at night, always staring you down?
“What? What now? What did I do now?”
Hey, your little dog may not bite me – but it’s making me feel really bad about myself. The dog is snarling at me in public, relentlessly, and giving me the look. It’s like I took something from him and now everyone’s gotta know about it.
Just bite me, man – don’t embarrass me.
My appreciation for music was greatly fostered by older brother, Eric. We’d listen to many tapes, records, and CDs together, often he’d give me the lyrics to read, as we’d sit quietly and appreciate each song.
The song for this week is from one of my favorite albums, Raising Sand by Robert Plant and Alison Krauss, I feel each song in me bones. (Said with an Irish lilt.)
This song/album reminds me of the fall, with Eric at Shady Side Park, after one of our 3 mile runs in the morning. We’d sit in the car, embracing the cooldown effects, usually laughing at something silly, and feeling so alive. I love you, EE!
Killing the Blues by Robert Plant and Alison Krauss on Spotify/YouTube.
Hope you all have a wonderful wonderful week. Now, back to getting this car started…
“Heard Melodies Are Sweet, but Those Unheard Are Sweeter.” – Keats
“To find yourself, think for yourself.” – Socrates
“Believe in yourself and all that you are. Know that there is something inside you that is greater than any obstacle.” – Christian D. Larson
It’s important to remember how unique we all are and how valuable our individual freedom is. Our freedom doesn’t come from words written on paper, it comes from living authentically, being true to oneself. When we honor ourselves and one another, when we appreciate our differences, and when we work together, that’s what makes the world go ’round. That’s when we see the change we’re all looking for. To control anyone or anything hinders growth. We need each other.
True freedom comes from within. True change is an inside job.
Maybe we start today by honoring our connection with what’s real. Don’t let anyone tell you how to live or what to think – think for yourself. Choose your path – no else has been through exactly what you’ve been through. No one knows you more than you know yourself. You’re doing just fine.
I’ve spent years holding in my feelings. It’s cost me so much. I’ve held myself back in many ways. Now, I’m trying to open up more. I realize how important it is to show my true self and to be outwardly loving and kind. Now I’m wearing my heart on my sleeve instead of burying it deep within. It’s not something I’m comfortable with yet, but I’m sticking with it.
I’ve always felt odd, different, etc., etc., but now I’m starting to appreciate that side of me. When I read The Far Side by Gary Larson, I thank God he’s freakin’ weird and wonderful. His comic strip is my gold.
We all have our past, present, and (hopefully) future to deal with, but understand that no one is perfect. We’re all doing the best we can. There are reasons for the decisions we make and showing love vs. criticizing or condemning is crucial for a positive outcome. I know things are heated right now with all that’s going on in our world, but remember love fosters more love.
This is a rare edition from me. I promise. I hope that any of you who may be reading this know that you are loved. You are unique and your life truly matters to our world. If you honor yourself, all is right.
Namaste – go with love.
“A friend is someone who gives you total freedom to be yourself-and especially to feel, or not feel. Whatever you happen to be feeling at any moment is fine with them. That’s what real love amounts to – letting a person be what he really is.” – Jim Morrison
“If it doesn’t challenge you, it won’t change you.” – Fred Devito
I got my wings today.
Feminine pads, with wings.
Super powers in my undies. In case my underwear needs to be somewhere, really fast.
We’re looking to leave tonight Kim – we need wings!
I called in an order at the health store for food and pads. Had to ask a teenage boy to pick out the box for light days with wings. Yes with wings. Wings!
He’ll never erase that from his memory – any mention of wings could remind him of my pads. At any time it could ring a reference to our call.
Wednesday night out with Friends. Ronnie, want to go for wings? FLASH BACK. Ugh.
Or his mom asks him if he wants wings for dinner. She’s going to the store, she can grab him some wings on her way home…if he wants. FLASH BACK. No!!!
In reflecting upon any day, it’s the unexpected and interactive moments that make me feel alive. Like when I’m running without thinking like I’m floating down the street. It’s when I’m lost in the moment and I’m seeing things differently.
It’s the glancing at another runner and smiling for second, a fleeting friend, that keeps me going. I run for my mind. I benefit from my fitness. I continue for my soul. I thrive on the connection from it all.
“To give anything less than your best is to sacrifice the Gift.” – Steve Prefontaine
Trust in your true self and persist in all your endeavors with joy – results will follow.
No need to race, your power is great. You can start anything now, it’s never too late.
It’s always within, just let some of it out. It gets better. Use your wings.
This week’s song: Don’t You Worry by R. City on Spotify/YouTube. Play on repeat – I do.
Bonus song for this month, so beautiful, just feel it – notice how your body has to move: Gamble for a Rose by King Charles on Spotify/YouTube.
“We are making photographs to understand what our lives mean to us.” — Ralph Hattersley
“To me, photography is an art of observation. It’s about finding something interesting in an ordinary place… I’ve found it has little to do with the things you see and everything to do with the way you see them.” — Elliott Erwitt
Keep your wits about you. Find the humor in it all. Laughter heals everything – except diarrhea.
Enjoy the weekend.
*Happy Birthday R.B.! And hello to Kristen, Emma and Tripp! Keep the room ready.
**If this post made you smile, please pass it along to brighten up someone else’s day. Thanks-:)
“The best way to make your dreams come true is to wake up.” – French Poet, Paul Valery
Sleepies in the eyes first thing in the morning.
Waking up, not fully conscious – rubbing my eyes – AH! Rocks in my eyes!
Sleepies – such a sweet reference for crunchy eye excrement.
It’s like kidney stones of the eye.
They just appear in the super delicate, soft and sensitive eyeball pockets. If it happened every morning, consistently, I could prepare. But it’s super random, happening only occasionally.
I just wake up and guess.
Ah, I slept well, good morning, slight rub, ok, ok. Good…gooood.
Llllittle bit more rubbing, AHAHA!!!
“Wake up with determination. Go to bed with satisfaction.” – LakeHouse Recovery Center
Begin again. All that matters is now. Release those rocks, no Sisyphus here. New route – no struggle – downhill. Begin again.
This isn’t the end, it’s just another beginning. Run for the pleasure, exhale and release, let go of the past and embrace the next smiling face. Nothing’s old, clear your eyes and look anew. Today, begin again.
Today’s song, another by Andrew Bird and perfect for today, Sisyphus on Spotify or YouTube.
“The only mystery in life is why the kamikaze pilots wore helmets.” – Al McGuire
“My opinions may have changed, but not the fact that I am right.” – Ashleigh Brilliant
Here’s what I think…
People love to give advice. No matter what it’s about. No matter how personal it is.
Until you ask for it.
Then all of a sudden, no one knows what to say. “I don’t know. I don’t know! That’s really your call. I can’t tell you, you have to figure it out. Maybe you won’t look good in bangs. I don’t know! How am I suppose to know?”
So I go around asking for advice.
My advice? Ask for advice.
“Before you judge a man, walk a mile in his shoes. After that who cares? He’s a mile away and you’ve got his shoes!” – Billy Connolly
Until tomorrow – enjoy this day, it may be your last. Just kidding! May you live forever – or forever be alive in this moment.
The soul should always stand ajar, ready to welcome the ecstatic experience.” – Emily Dickinson
On my way to the first (and only) ACI (American Comedy Institute – a great place, highly recommend it) class, I asked God for a sign. Something, some wisdom to let me know that I’m on the right path, that this is going to work out. That I’m meant to pursue this. To be a performer, a standup comic, a comedy writer or something along these lines, but also these lines exactly. That this is it.
The internet connection on my phone stopped working all of the sudden. I couldn’t stream the inspirational talk I had queued up – so I sat in silence on the subway – as soon as I got out at Penn Station – two ladies were standing against the subway wall – One looks me right in the eye, and says “There’s a lot of fuckin people in this city.” Right then, I knew. That’s all I needed to hear. Thank you God!
Then…I never went back. Stage fright. I know I’ll be back out, soon. Right? Where’s that lady??
“I have learned from my mistakes, and I am sure I can repeat them exactly.” ― Peter Cook
They say God is always watching us. And so is Santa Claus. That’s fine. But that better be it! Starting to feel a little invaded. It’s like window washing day at my apartment building. I know they’re coming. They’re here to help, to remove the muck, to clear things up – and I’m thankful for it. It’s so nice to know it’s under their control and expertise and there’s nothing I have to do. But then they’re HERE, right outside my window. It’s 2pm, I’m in my jammies, two feet away from the windows – and bam. They’re here. They just instantly appear, suspended in the air – swaying – and at times, face to face – next to me. Awkward.
Point being, help is all around. Sometimes it’s insight in unexpected places. Other times it’s a “hey, your zipper’s down” or it could be your living room windows being washed at an inconvenient time. I don’t believe always looking for signs – it’s fun and exciting to add meaning to such things and I’m not saying it’s wrong – but, I do believe that sometimes you just have to go for it. If you really want it. If it’s not going to hurt anyone. And I also firmly believe – there’s a lot of people in New York City.
“I have no special talents. I’m just passionately curious.” – Einstein
Hey, this past weekend was nice. Beautiful summery weather. Warm.
I have a fat mosquito bite on my leg to prove it. Looks like I have three knee caps. Itches, persistently, like a woolen blanket.
Mosquitos – tiny little flying vampires. You’ll get your turn, punks. The freeze is coming!
Love, peace and have a great week – if you want – also, my third knee says hello.
“Every Day is a New Life to a Wise Man.” – Dale Carnegie
“Happy is the man, and happy he alone,
He, who can call to-day his own:
He who, secure within, can say:
‘To-morrow, do thy worst, for I have liv’d to-day.'” – Horace, Roman Poet
Today, this morning, mere moments ago, I was pulled out of meditation to the sound of my phone. On for work, not for the use of my own. Now, thinking of yesterday, the past week and what’s to come. Knowing that life is in this moment, bringing myself back, but preparing for a run. Today I challenge myself to live in this day. To live a new life, not expecting what’s already become or yet to be done. To create – not react – step into the unknown.
Taking phone breaks – Friday leading into the weekend. Durations of disconnecting virally/virtually, and connecting more spiritually.
Remember when your home phone was your phone? Then the mobile phone became the secondary phone? It was for emergencies. Then it became the cellular phone then that took way too long to say so it became the cell. My cell. Now it’s just a phone – I have my phone. Where’s my phone? I have to charge my phone.
And now a home phone – sounds so weird. Why would I have that? Doesn’t even make sense – I have my phone.
I had cable hooked up at my new apartment last year – the installer said, your package comes with a phone line. For a phone. I asked, a home phone? He said, yes. He said, you don’t have to use it – we just hook it up so you have the option. I asked, do I have to get it hooked up? He said, it comes with the bundle – it actually costs more if you don’t have it. So I have it. The wall is set. There’s a number attached to that wall, it’s just floating around in my apartment. I don’t even know it or need it. But, I have it. I’m getting calls on that wall. I vibrationally sense it when I wake up during the middle of the night. Darn it!
Why did I let them install a home phone? Calls all night. I can’t answer the wall.
Call me on my cell. My phone!
Sounds suspicious when someone asks you to call them on their home phone. Doesn’t it?
Why, what do you want to talk about?
Can’t we just talk on our phones?
Ok, time to unplug for a bit – remember what’s important – space between to know who I am. May all of us have time for truth today. Let go, allow the distractions to fade into the background – blurred, indistinguishable, unimportant. Feel a real connection, all is well. Peace.
“You cannot be lonely if you like the person you’re alone with.” – Wayne Dyer
I don’t mean to brag, but I can sneeze, blow my nose and bruise my eye area at the same time.
All by myself.
It’s just something I can do. Was I born talented? Above average? Not sure. I’d like to think that I’m becoming more and more creative and evolving into this incredible and clever person. Then I walk out out of the restroom and my pants are unzipped. Again.
And I’m out carrying on conversations with sincerity, saying hello to passersby, stopping to look in a window – but not for too long because sometimes my reflection doesn’t allow me to see the person who’s inside looking directly at me while I’m making faces and checking my hair or crooked smile then I sense movement and a face appears removing mine – from inside – then I pretend I knew they were there the whole time. Also the whole time, my pants are half sealed. But I’m usually not noticing the situation until much later, as in, when I go to the restroom the next time. Nothing to grab. A big gape. A deep breath. Ah, man. This one thing I do…
I first developed this habit a couple of years ago. At first, the first time, I think, I thought probably nothing of it. The second time probably made me laugh. The third time and since – I don’t know – I guess I’m trying to understand. I feel like maybe there’s a subconscious purpose for this. I want to say it’s a time saving technique. One less thing to do when I’m finished and one less thing to do when I gotta go again.
Or I just hate zippers.
Either way, this too, shall pass?
Talented? Sure, by my definition – in some areas of my life. But, more importantly – authentic, kind and evolving. Becoming more in tune with what matters to me and being open to unlimited possibilities. Thinking new thoughts. Trying different things. Letting go of what no longer fits. Disregarding how it looks, going on how it feels.
May all your wonderful and unique talents flourish today and then some – and beyond. Share it all. Momma Stay.
“When the voice and the vision on the inside is more profound, and more clear and loud than all opinions on the outside, you’ve begun to master your life.” – Dr. John
P.S. I just looked down. Pants are good to go. It’s going to be a great day.
Or smoke a bong
I’ll have some too
For a few
Remember that dis
Bring it back
It’s the best
Fast for the bathing suit
Run that race
Lose the bulge
All meat bad
Now it’s back
The carnivore fad
Short hair, long
Eat at dawn
Brush for a song
All in your head
Running to run. Moving to let it move me. Being to be free, to be unmoved by externality. Seeing without looking, feeling without holding. Letting go of beliefs, becoming, acknowledging me.
I run so my mind doesn’t run me.
I live, but not fully. Always waiting and regretting, no longer wanting what I knew, needing to be new. Growing, seeing that now, too.
Loving because it feels so much better than fighting. Laughing, but so close to crying.
These thoughts are fleeting – so much not saying – but eager to reach higher, live truer, in this adventure, not escaping the past nor predicting the future. Allowing what comes to ignite no longer giving into fright. Trying.
Nothing to fear. No one could care. It’s eternity, not a dare. Live fully, not dully. Thrive with love, passion, and compassion. Pass on your gifts, and all that uplifts.
Move to move, live to live, give to grow all that lives, grows and moves within all that loves all without.