Thursday, June 9, 2011

Priceless....

Any large odd-sized cardboard box—the one from the new ‘fridge, washing machine, television, etc.—proposes a unique challenge. What to do? I faced this dilemma with the 4 x 4 inch x 6 foot box used for shipping fridge.

Some might try to crumple, fold, compact, and then attempt to force it into the recycling bin. Others might try to fit it into a burning barrel along with other trash. Still others might take out a box cutter and reduce it to a flat sheet—a solution that only perpetuates the issue. Does the box now go to the compactor? The barrel? The recycling bin?
My friend, an amateur mechanic, would probably save it to lie on while working on his back under the car.

I, however, fortuitously hit upon an elegant solution. After a brief attempt to extricate the fridge by lifting it out, I realised I’d have to open the bottom and pull the cardboard up. Once this was accomplished, and the fridge safety housed in the corner of kitchen, I considered what to do with the leftover shipping container. Then it hit me.
Cat toy. Two cats and a 4 x4 6 foot tunnel. Even better—a ping pong ball, two cats and a tunnel (one of my cats can follow the ball through the tunnel as fast as I can roll it. I pity the mouse that attracts THIS cat’s interest.).
Cue commercial music. A shiny new fridge—insert current cost. Expedited home delivery shipping—include average cost. A cardboard box for two cats? Priceless.
Until they decide they’d rather sit on it.

Sunday, June 5, 2011

I pick it up...put it down !!!

Every time I sit down to write, to exorcise myself from stress, draw a picture write a freaking word -- I just can't

The notebook closes.
The window closes.
The breath closes.

Pen down.

I'm doing good work with my fate.I don't want to say that "I'm getting close to something," because that doesn't seem to be the way this will work. Some of it is peeling layers, but mostly it seems to be taking bites out of things. Banging my shin into the chair and trying to figure out what will help to heal it.

Or maybe it's just a matter talking with someone in a different way. Open to some things, challenging others. Cracking the door open to see how blinding the light is. Or how bitterly cold.


How long can I go on with the metaphors?

I just deleted a bunch of crap post about guilt and grief. It's all been said before. by me. A different context this time, but still. just displacement, I think.


I have been eating constantly for the last 3 or 4 weeks. Or crying or angry. All the regular stuff, I know. Time of year, sick dog, and what-not.

Surely I am stuffing down some kind of feelings I am not ready to feel. I've picked up all kinds of tools and media to exorcise it from my body.

I pick it up. Put it down.

Not yet.

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

To let go is....

To Let Go Takes Love

To let go does not mean to stop caring
it means I can't do it for someone else.

To let go is not to enable,
but to allow learning from natural consequences.

To let go is not to cut myself off,
it is the realization I can't control others.

To let go is not to try to change and blame another,
it is to make the most of myself.

To let go is to admit powerlessness,
which means the outcome is not in my hands.

To let go is not to judge,
but to allow another to be a human being.

To let go is not to care for,
but to care about.

To let go is not to be protective,
it is to permit another to face reality.

To let go is not to fix,
but to be supportive.

To let go is not to be in the middle of arranging all the outcomes,
but to allow others to affect their destinies.

To let go is not to deny,
but to accept.

To let go is not to nag, scold or argue,
but instead to search out my own shortcomings and correct them.

To let go is not to criticize and regulate anybody,
but to try to become what I dream I can be.

To let go is not to adjust everything to my desires,
but to take each day as it comes and to cherish myself in it.

To let go is not to regret the past,
but to grow and live for the future.

To let go is to fear less,
and to love more.

Saturday, April 30, 2011

Self Healing..if you can do!

I've been over-riding that body wisdom again for awhile. Body says, take a break from the coffee. Brain says, COFFEEEEEE. Body says, run some miles so I can SWEAT. Brain says, stay right here curled up on the couch, there's homework to do. And 'round and 'round they go. So,
I'm writing about it as an act of intention, and putting it out there. I'm going to follow the body wisdom for awhile, put the over-ride function "to pasture" as my Grandfather would say, and get right inside. One of my friend has blazed the trail this week, inspiring me to do the same.I have a book on Ayurveda that I was reading last night to help my momentum of heeding the body's call. For a chuckle and a little inspiration, check yourself:

Suggestions for a creative, healthy life

Routine

Ayurveda - Awaken before sunrise
Me - when will i sleep then :-(

Ayurveda - Evacuate bowels and bladder after awakening
Me - Everyone do that so m i..i don't lay golden eggs out of it

Ayurveda - Bathe every day to create a sense of bodily freshness
Me - what do you think, i don't bathe at all ??

Ayurveda - Twelve pranayamas in the morning or evening create freshness of mind and body
Me - :-|

Ayurveda - Do not take breakfast after 8:00am
Me - then what shall i take after 8:00am ?

Ayurveda - Wash hands before and after eating
Me - Oh ! i never wash hands after eating, i nurture my hair with them

Ayurveda - Brush teeth after meals
Me - what is case of 15 small meals a day ?

Ayurveda - Fifteen minutes after meals take a short walk
Me - burrrrrp !

Ayurveda - Eat in silence with awareness of food.
Me - :-X

Ayurveda - Eat slowly.
Me - Ok! i will keep a stop watch next time.

Ayurveda - Each day massage the gums with the finger and sesame oil
Me - Chewing Gum will work ?

Ayurveda - Fast one day a week to help reduce toxins in the body
Me - I don't believe in starvation.

Ayurveda - Sleep before 10:00pm
Me - he he he he ! what a joke !

from Ayurveda: The Science of Self-Healing by Dr. Vasant Lad

Friday, April 29, 2011

I'm afraid ....of myself !!



What are you afraid of?

Getting shot. Never getting rid of my insecurities. Never becoming successful. Never becoming rich.

What are you afraid of?

Letting people know what i'm afraid of. Really letting them get into my head. My soul. Knowing me.

What are you afraid of?

Always being afraid. Never becoming un-crippled.

What are you afraid of?

Remaining positive to the point of delusion. Becoming negative to the point of not being able to recognize what's positive anymore.

What are you afraid of?

Floating. Constantly floating with no anchor. Fleeting moments of happiness punctuating a wall of perpetual sadness.

What are you afraid of?

......yourself ??