“To change the world is not your mission. To change yourself is not your duty. To awaken to your true nature is your opportunity.” – Mooji
Putting myself first Releasing Appeasing No longer quiet Without a riot Not small Room to grow Expanding Becoming aware of it all Kindness in giving Not depleting Stronger I am On my track that I run It’s my turn As it is yours too There’s no war We’ve all won Waste no time worrying So many scurrying All else Fall to the side Never follow What is mine Find your strength Allow the wallow Nothing to hide I take back my mind Starting over Everything new Beginning again For me and for you But this time For the good of all I’m Putting myself First
“You must learn a new way to think before you can master a new way to be.” – Marianne Williamson
Sustain a Modified State of Mind…
Walking out the door saying goodbye to everyone, making eye contact, giving well wishes for the night or weekend, getting out of the elevator, heading outside and then remembering – your keys at your desk.
“When I let go of what I am, I become what I might be.” – Lao Tzu
Who answers ‘no’ to the interview question “Do you work well alone?”
“Nope, I’m a mess! Don’t ever leave me be.”
“I need constant supervision, keep me in sight at all times.”
“What if, today, we were grateful for everything?” – Charlie Brown
“Christmas will always be as long as we stand heart to heart and hand in hand.” – Dr. Seuss
A song for my Dad: Crambone on Tom and Jerry –via YouTube. Happy Birthday (tomorrow) this one goes out to you, pops. I love you!!
Here’s an amusing article in Rolling Stone magazine about National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation – the movie that lasts the whole year in my world. If anyone’s a fan and hasn’t read this yet, it highlights details about the making of the movie with many insightful comments from the cast and crew. I’ve watched Christmas Vacation countless times. I usually put the movie in at the end of the day. From the moment the theme song begins, I’m pacified. It’s like a baby’s mobile for me.
“The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart. Wishing you happiness.” – Helen Keller
“How art thou out of breath when thou hast breath to say to me that thou art out of breath?” – William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
Temporarily sewn pockets…
I love finding out when a fake pocket is real.
Thought it was for show, but it’s real – look at me, I have so many pockets. Never thought I’d have so many. This whole time it was just a sham sewing job – it looked sewn in, but it wasn’t. It’s a real life pocket and it’s mine!
It sucks when I tear it open and it’s just the other side of my garment…not a real pocket. Then I have to get it sewn. Not fake sewn, but real sewn – not just appearing as such.
Why have a pretend pocket?
And why have a real pocket that’s disguised as being sealed shut? What’s the purpose of that?
Too many people in dressing rooms putting stuff in their pockets while trying clothes on – “So this is how I look with stuff in the pockets?” Then the clothes were discarded with the pockets overflowing and the employees were left emptying them out every night.
“I’m not staying here late one more night unloading these pockets. Fake sew ’em up!”
How in the heck do they ‘sort of’ sew it like that anyway?
“Can you make something look sewn?”
“You mean temporary sewn? Yeah, I can do that.”
What if you were a surgeon and that’s how you stitched people back together again?
“Ok, you have your arm back, but you don’t. It’s just there for looks. Don’t use it as an arm. Just let people look at it as if it is an arm.”
“What pleasure is there in seeing new lands? Or in surveying cities and spots of interest? All your bustle is useless. Do you ask why such flight does not help you? It is because you flee along with yourself. You must lay aside the burdens of the mind; until you do this, no place will satisfy you. […] The person you are matters more than the place to which you go.” – Seneca, Letters from a Stoic
A song to start the week: Superwoman by Alicia Keys on Spotify/YouTube.
When I’m breaking down And I can’t be found And I start to get weak Cause no one knows Me underneath these clothes But I can fly We can fly, ooh…
“Allow children to be happy in their own way, for what better way will they find?” – Samuel Johnson
“The whole world loves American movies, blue jeans, jazz and rock and roll. It is probably a better way to get to know our country than by what politicians or airline commercials represent.” – Billy Joel
A song to kickstart the weekend: Better Way by Andrew Combs on Spotify/YouTube.
Scheduling then canceling Adding now overflowing Desiring then dreading Canceling Too much too fast Soar high then crash Handle the candle Small flame little burn Wind gusts fire spreads Chatter imbeds Keep it light By natural design not by might Flowing with a feeling Of pleasure and interest Energy that’s freeing Embracing the new Without the need to be the one who Did it all All alone Came and gone Threw a phone Canceled one by one, then a few Just had too much to do All or none Canceling Excite or Stress Success or Excess Finding the rhythm Playing the guitar One chord A simple strum Allowing some fun Don’t want to pencil in a stroll Or count the calories of a roll Want to flex my muscles Designed by joy Fit in my jeans Living my dreams With ease and flow Nowhere I need to be Letting myself naturally grow
“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.
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“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.