life · Monday Musings · thoughts

Monday musings…

Your worst enemy cannot harm you as much as
your own unguarded thoughts.
Buddha

I believe we become what we think about ourselves.

Think negative thoughts and you will be unhappy, downtrodden, lonely, and weak. You will find yourself alone, with only casual acquaintances who cannot or will not help you when you need support. Think positive thoughts and and you will be uplifted, encouraged, loved, and strong. There will always be true friends who care about you and they will be there for you when and where you need them.

We all have times that are not the best of times and we are not at our best, the super-negatives. And we all have our times of elation when we are beyond over the rainbow, the ultra-positives. Those times are just part of life. Happenings that come along once in a while. Those times come and go.

We all have good and bad things that happen. Over time, how we respond and react to those things will determine who and what we become. Some people will become a Scrooge and some will become a Pollyanna. But if you put some thought, time, and effort into how you think you won’t be an over the top pain in the butt, you will just be the very best that you can be.

So, what’ll it be?
Scrooge or Pollyanna?
The best You?

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Today · tomorrow · whatever! · yesterday

Thursday thoughts…

Each Today is Yesterday’s Tomorrow.
Moondog

Okay, so today is Friday and I am posting as if was Thursday. Why? Because I am a procrastinator and I kept telling myself yesterday that I would get the post written later. Of course, later never came and now today is yesterday’s tomorrow.

Not only is this a day late, but today, like yesterday, I still am empty-headed as to what to write. So, today I am going forget about yesterday and look forward to doing some writing tomorrow.

Well, not tomorrow.
Monday, I will do some musing, I think.

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life · luck · quotes

Monday musings…

Remember that not getting what you want
is sometimes a wonderful stroke of luck.
Dalai Lama

Looking back at some of things I wanted, oh so badly, that didn’t happen or I didn’t get, I have to agree with the Dalai Lama’s thought. In hindsight, I can see how silly and childish some of my wants were. There were some that were just mean and vindictive wants of a selfish person. Growing up was harder than it had to be because I was so focused on my wants, I see that now.

It is said that with age comes wisdom. I don’t know if wisdom is the word I would use to describe myself but I do have some smarts that have come with age. I can still be silly and, not childish, but childlike at times and I work at not being mean or vindictive. Of course, I still have wants but they are fewer and not all that important. I have what I need. Really more than I need.

When I get a want that’s just a wonderful happening of life!

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family · Friendship · soul sisters

Thursday thoughts…

To the people who love you, you are beautiful already.
This is not because they’re blind to your shortcomings
but because they so clearly see your soul.
Victoria Moran

Sometimes friendship becomes something deeper. It is a rare gift when this happens. These friendships become a safe place, a haven, a home of the heart. A place where acceptance is normal even when situations and circumstances are not. These friends listen and offer their thoughts and insights without judgment. They will laugh and cry, be serious or silly, offer advise or remain quiet, whatever you need is what they give you.

These friendships are rare and I am blessed with more than one. These friends have been with me in good and bad times. They have supported me and given me strength with their love and wisdom. It is a wonder and joy to know them. They are my family. They are my soul-sisters.

attitude · life · reflections

Monday musings…

You can’t help getting older,
but you don’t have to get old.
George Burns

I agree with George. The only way to prevent getting older is to die. I also agree you don’t have to get old. I think to prevent getting old is just to take life one day at a time. Spending too much time in the past is not healthy. It is fine to remember and reflect but if the past is the only place you visit you are wasting today. Go ahead and think about the past, learn what it has to teach you and then leave it there, in the past, and live today. The same goes for thinking about and planning for the future. Yes, some thought and planning needs to be given to the future but if it is all consuming or brings worry it is wasting the life of today.

I am healthy with just a few minor bothersome things that occasionally pop up. Those bothers can put a damper on things but on the whole not a big problem. Then there is the fact of living on an income that is not going to change even though the economy can and often does change. There all kinds of things that are not the best of circumstances and situations that can happen at any time but worrying about them only takes away the good of today. Not that I never worry. Yes, I do worry. But not often or for long, just enough to make me stop and look around with truly open eyes to see my reality for this day. I can only live one day at a time, and that day is today, not yesterday or tomorrow, just today.

The truth is I find being where I am in life is a wonder and I am quite enjoying it. Being the age I am today, for me, is better than being young was. When I was young, I put a lot of effort into trying to be the person that the people I was with thought I was or who they wanted me to be. It was exhausting and I was pretty miserable and unhappy most of the time. When I finally came to realize that was no way to live and decided to just be me, the real me, there were people who I thought were friends who simply disappeared. I guess they didn’t like the real me. It hurt, but I let them go and started my journey, my wonderful journey to where I am now, no longer young …just older.

friends · life · Monday Musings · normal · whatever!

Monday musings…

Normal is in the eye of the beholder.
Whoopie Goldberg

Really, what is normal?
Your normal may be outrageous to me.
And what is normal to me may seem weird to you.

I know that that there are people who wonder about me. I am a bit different from most of the folks I know. Oh, I don’t howl at the moon or walk around naked, stand on street corners talking to myself or preaching strange doctrines. I am most often alone doing my thing…whatever that may be at any given time.

I have friends who are extroverts. In fact, most of my close friends are extroverts. They would go crazy if they spent as much time alone as I do. I am an introvert. If I don’t have my alone time I feel crazy anxious. And that ain’t a pretty sight. That’s not to say that there aren’t times when I want and need some time with people. It’s just not everyday.

When I am with the people I love and care about
I know they are normal and they know I am normal.
Our normal ways of being are just different.
Keeps life and friendship interesting.

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