From Linda’s one liner wednesday“All difficult things in the world are sure to arise from a previous state in which they were easy, and all great things from one in which they were small.” ― Lao Tzu, Tao Te Ching “The first half of this quote is becoming all too obvious in the world we live in. But the second half remains a challenge. Think about it. What small things in your life do you now have time to make great?”
Funny you should ask Linda, at my age time is a constant companion. No matter what I have to do, or how much leisure I have, there’s never, ever enough time. So, every day I try to do small things with great love. Perhaps that’s the real lesson to be learned from the current crisis (no I’m not naming it, could be like Betelguese 😉 tomorrow is never promised, don’t wait.
“Saruman believes that it is only great power that can hold evil in check, but that is not what I have found. I have found it is the small everyday deeds of ordinary folk that keep the darkness at bay. Small acts of kindness and love.” ~ Galdalf the Grey
I hope you dance ~ Lee Ann Womack
Til next time – practice random acts of kindness and senseless beauty ~JPP
I would first like to say a big, Thank You! to Melanie C., of “Sparks From a Combustible Mind”, for suggesting this week’s topic. This particular topic is one I can relate to on so many levels.
One thing, I couldn’t quite decide to either ask questions pertaining to addiction/obsession or continue with the format that I’ve been using for the last few weeks, which has been writing a narrative of one’s experience.
With much consideration, I did lean towards either a narrative and/or a creative piece with regards to the following topic. I leave that choice up to you the blogger to decide which route you’d like to take.
Beckie, over at Beckiesmentalmess has a fabulous series going on right now “Working on Us” this is week 21, – Addiction and Obsession. Now I’ve been lurking around these posts for weeks/months but I don’t generally join in the discussion. Mostly because my own mental illness is full of triggers and I am very, very careful not to let myself get triggered. Why? Because a trigger episode leads to an obsession episode. That’s nasty downward thought spiral that leads nowhere good.Continue reading “Working on Us – Addiction and Obsession”→
Chris posted a few days ago something that really got me thinking. OK, OK, a LOT of what Chris posts gets me thinking but this one in particular got me thinking about spoonies and coping and life tools and well, the Life Tool Box. It is such a cool concept, click on over to Chris’ site and give the original a read, you won’t regret it.
The world lost a warrior this week. A brave young man who fought the good fight his entire life. Blake was 14 years old. I have no words for his family to help ease the burden of this tragic loss. Blake bravely battled leukemia for most of his life, he was a warrior in every sense of the word. I don’t know why life works this way, I only know that sometimes bad things happen to good people.Continue reading “The Terrible Privilege of Life”→
I found this AWESOME video on Cee and Chris site this morning. Thank you Chris, I totally needed this today.
I am a big fan of Oprah Winfrey’s SuperSoul Conversations podcasts. For those who might not know Oprah, she’s an American talk show host and interviewer, writer, philanthropist, actor and, well, almost anything else you can think of. She’s retired from television now and is doing her SuperSoul podcasts that are “designed to light you […]
I woke one day to screaming and realized it was my own broken dishes, shattered glass I shivered all alone. For the darkness had come again broken free from his cage wreaking havoc and despair with violence and rage Tears fell from my eyes and landed on the floor I shook my fist at heaven and then I cried NO MORE! I swept the bits and pieces and patched up every wall and then I went inside myself and built a holding cell Made up of logic and of reason it would hold the darkness well Continue reading “Darkness Lies Within”→
Fandango asks another great mind puzzler this week FPQ # 14
“Do you believe that anyone can really experience anything objectively? Why or why not?”
No. Why? Because we are human. As living, thinking, sentient beings, we are the product of our experiences and perceptions. Have you ever played the gossip game? The one where you all line up and the first person reads a whispered message to the next person, and so on down the line. By the time the same message is repeated by a dozen of so people, the message will have changed significantly.
Today’s bit of found poetry is in the black-out form and derived from an information sign at an exhibit of Japanese Farm Houses in Osaka, Japan
Graves and tombs on the mountain stone statues standing over memorial to console dead souls the earth, the water, the fire the wind, the sky, the gem symbol of the universe
When I see old buildings, art works, poetry or people I’m always amazed at the gratitude I feel to be seeing these things that have stood the test of time. I remember that tomorrow is never guaranteed. Today is all we have. Seldom have I felt this more acutely than today. Today a young friend is waging his final battle. He has fought Leukemia for over 12 years and is slipping fast. He is 14 years old. So look around you today, forgive the people you need to forgive, love the people you need to love and remember that tomorrow is never guaranteed.
As a spoonie, there are days, you know those days. Those days when all you can do is drag yourself out of bed, every joint and muscle complaining all along the way. Slug down a couple of Aleve and soldier on. Limping your way into the kitchen. Where all of a sudden your sweet partner (Superhubs here) hands you a cup of beautifully brewed espresso, americano to be specific. The aroma wafts up to your nose and then connects to your brain and you feel … better. Not great, but maybe not quite dead yet. Then he smiles and says “coffee makes everything better.” Yeah, it does. Powers above, grant me coffee to change the things I can and music for the things I can’t. Grab my phone, queue up the “pump me up” play list, do some yoga, sipping the elixir of the gods, aka coffee, between poses. Better, much, much better.
I know that sometimes it’s not enough, the disease gets the better of us in spite of our best efforts. But, for me at least, a lot of the time, a couple Aleve, a good cup of coffee (or 3), some great music, a little movement and a loving gesture can make all the difference. Have a happy Saturday.