No problem is so formidable
that you can’t walk away from it.
Charles M. Schulz
I have a problem.
Not a big serious one, just something that bothers me.
I follow quite a few blogs and I try to read them in a timely manner. Sometimes other stuff gets in the way and I get behind with my visits to those blogs. Like now, I have over 100 posts to read. I haven’t had time to read many since June 19.
Some folks write several posts every day. How do they/you do that? I used to write one post every day and I had to push to get them done. Now I write twice a week. Some weeks it’s only once but I try for twice. I would like to add a day and maybe I will, who knows? Time will tell.
Anyway, I will read the blogs that are posted today and “walk away” from the rest. I feel bad about it, but it is what it is. I hope y’all understand.
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#2 my Jack
Looking at beauty in the world
is the first step in purifying the mind.
There are days when I go for a walk that I start out in a not so good mood. I start the walk with a whine about having to walk because I need the exercise, then go on to list all the things I’d rather be doing and all the things that need to be done that I don’t want to do. I complain about the weather, it’s too hot or too cold, too bright and sunny or too dark and cloudy, too windy or there is no wind. In general, just complaining and centered solely on myself.
Before long, I notice the trees or some flowers, birds chattering back and forth to each other, or a hawk soaring across the sky. I see a cat wandering or someone walking a dog, someone out for a run or walking with a baby in a stroller, or an elderly person who seems frail but still out and about enjoying a stroll. I stop and just look around at the world and I am stunned by the beauty of it all.
My mind lets go of the negativity and makes room for the positivity and possibilities that surround me. Nothing around me has changed, but within there is a cleansing that refreshes and energizes, not just my mind, but my body, too. My walk becomes something more than exercise. The heaviness in my heart is washed away and my eyes are open to the beauty of the world.
I laugh at my not so good mood and there is abundant joy!
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The secret to your success
is found in your daily routine.
John C. Maxwell
If someone took a look at my usual daily routine they wouldn’t think I am a success, but I think I am. My days now are quiet, and for the most part doing only what I want to do. I am retired and that is part of my success. I worked full-time for 50 years and some of those years I also worked part-time. I am by no means wealthy, but I can pay the monthly bills. I may not have everything I want, but I do have everything I need.
The friendships I have are a big part of my success. I have wonderful friends that I love and respect. There are those that I know I can call if I need anything, and they will do whatever they can to help. Truthfully, there have been times that I would have given up the fight without them. And of course, there is family. The family I have left live in a different state and I haven’t seen them in quite a while. But, there is a bond that cannot be broken and I treasure my family. Friends and family are blessings. Precious gifts from God.
I am happy and content.
That is success to me.
What defines success for you?
It’s a job that’s never started
that takes the longest to finish.
It is true if you don’t start something you will never finish it. I can prove it. Yesterday, I kept reminding myself that Monday musings needed to be written. It was Monday after all. But I never did start writing. Here it is Tuesday, too late for Monday musings, so I will just talk. Not that I have anything much to say today.
The weather has been great for walking the last few days. Not too hot and little humidity. That makes me happy. It’s supposed to rain the next few days, which we need, but I will complain if I have to walk in the rain. In fact, I probably won’t take a walk if it rains and I will complain about that.
Here’s something else I have been complaining about lately, movies. Why do they have to be over two hours long? Whatever happened to ninety minute movies? I don’t go out to movies, I get them from Netflix and watch them at home, so I could pause them, do something else then go back and watch the rest later. But, for some reason I always mess up the pause thing and have to go back to the beginning and fast forward to where I left off…if I remember where I left off and if I remembered to pause before turning the TV off. See, another complaint.
I am in dire need of an attitude adjustment. If only there was an app for it. But there isn’t! Is that a complaint or just a comment? I could go on and on like this, but I will spare you, and stop here.
I will be in better spirits Thursday when I share my thoughts.
At least, I hope so.
I’m driving myself crazy with all this complaining nonsense.
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Everything you can imagine is real.
Imagination is a wonderful thing. It can take you lovely places. It can relax you. It can take you from boredom and inertia to the desire to move and do something you enjoy. It can help you see what needs to be done and how to accomplish it. It can help you make life better not just for yourself but for others, too.
Sadly, I have known people who imagined awful things were going to happen. There are people in my life today who imagine frightening things that could happen. There was a time I was one of those people.
I am happy to say I left the ranks of the doom and gloom army years ago. Oh, there are times that my imagination goes to the ugly, but I recognize the waste of time pursuing those thoughts. Not only is it a waste of time; it is dangerous. It can make you miserable. It can cause depression and even physical ailments. It can bring harm to others.
I don’t know if I agree with Pablo. I guess, like everything in life, imagination sometimes needs to be reined in and put in perspective in order to do the ordinary things of everyday. We just need to remember it’s meant to be a healthy and happy productive time.
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Walls turned sideways are bridges.
To build sturdy and safe structures takes training and practice. I wouldn’t want to live in a house that was built by someone without experience, without help and advice from others who know what they are doing. Likewise, I wouldn’t want to cross a bridge over a swift running river or drive on a highway overpass that was built without trained engineers and skilled workers.
I have never built an actual wall or bridge. Not a wall you can paint or hang a picture on or a bridge over something that you can walk or drive on. But I have built a lot of metaphorical walls and bridges. I have lots of experience with those sort of structures.
I built walls usually because I was unsure or afraid of something or someone. Sometimes they were built because of stubbornness or spite or just because I didn’t want to do something. It took a long time for me to realize it was not a wise or loving way to live. It is difficult to break bad habits and to unlearn unhealthy thought processes and practices. Friends and family can help; often it takes professional help.
Building bridges takes lots of work and cooperation. The greatest hindrance to bridges is pride. Not just the pride of the builder but also the pride of those the builder is trying to reach. Building walls makes barriers. Communication is difficult when a wall has hurt someone. When someone has been shut out by a wall they often become defensive or hardened and in turn they may reinforce the wall on their side. Time and patience may breakdown the wall, but sadly, there are times that can’t be done.
It has been my experience that bridges are harder to build. They take more thought and time and consideration and the help of others. When they are completed and reconciliation happens it is wonderful, but some bridges may have a locked door at the other end. That happens. All that can be done is to accept the decision of the person with the key. Keep the bridge in place and clear of debris and open for travel. Forgive as you wish to be forgiven and move on.
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Can’t have a post without a cat!