Farce

19 May

In the imagination lies the next reality we want to live. Contemplating on what we think we want to be doing, where we want to be, and how we would like to be living is the first step to a new reality. Unfortunately, for most people, the reality is what the now is presenting. That is the farce of all farces. That what we see is what we get. Have you heard that “it is what it is”? Well, that is also a farce. It is what you’ve been thinking that produces the isness of what it is.

We create our own reality through the thoughts that we entertain. They can be any kind of thoughts. You can look at another human’s life and deduce simply enough what they are or have been thinking. As well, self-reflection will tell you what it is you have been swirling around in that noggin’ of yours. Our outer reality, if you will, is always a direct reflection of what is going on in our minds. When we are happy, we get more happy things in our lives. Conversely, when we are sad, more of the same. When we are angry, again, more of the same.

If you have the eyes to see into your thoughts, you will be able to figure out if you are living the way you think you aught to be living. The only way out of the farce is to change the thinking processes so as to produce more of the results you desire. Catch yourself thinking and you might be surprised just what is really going on up there. Focus on anything, it expands. Such would be the case when I focus on negative things. I get the joy of seeing and living more negative things. (sarcasm)

You see, I can freely write about this because I have been the direct result of my thoughts for over fifty years. Fifty-two, to be exact. I have been working for a long time to change the way I think so I can see things differently. I desired more happiness, joy, freedom from anger and sadness. The more I focused on the beauty that life offers me, the more of all the positive things come my way. The farce, for me, has moved to the past. I now enjoy, for the most part, the better parts of life because I have changed my focus. I stopped believing in the farce that “it is what it is”. I am very grateful for facing my thoughts and having the guts to change them.

The farce is no more!

Precipice

18 May

For some the precipice is the last stand they will ever imagine because they jump over the edge of the invisible line between life and death. Therein lies a flick of time that no one can know of until that fateful day arises. There is no explanation for the rhyme or reason to such a conclusion. However, to the one who stepped over the line, pure bliss, I would imagine.

We, as a people, have a deeply negative view of the person who finds themselves on that precipice and flips the lights out on this life. But, do we really know it to be such a negative event? Yes, for the people who are left to deal with the emotions of death, it surely is a powerfully moving event. In fact, it is devastating.

I have found my own way of dealing with that particular fact of life for some. My choice is to see it as another way of dying, instead of being so tragic. One may die from disease, a car wreck, old age, but the person who steps over on purpose, is considered a complete tragedy. I have thought of taking my own life a couple of times, but was convinced that I would just come back to do it all over again to learn what I didn’t the first time around. Obviously, I found that to be rather unattractive.

I believe we are to learn that death isn’t really what it appears to be. I believe it is meant to teach us that there is something far more grand than what we make it to be. I feel it is a true bliss of letting go of the human condition where we live with the anxieties of the world, hardships, negativity, and loss of the little self, to name a few. There is pure joy and happiness for us upon the reemergence into Pure Positive Energy. We are beyond the precipice,… and can sense its magnificence!

Temporary

9 May

Everything in life is temporary, even life itself. In a blink of an eye, life has passed us by, leaving us to wonder where in the world it went. I have come to a place in my life that I had to examine my life because I am now 52 years old and want to live the rest of it to the fullest. It seemed only yesterday that I was raising three kids and being a working mom.

Now, I am a single non-working mother of three grown people. They have their own ideas and dreams about life and that is , unbeknownst to them, temporary. My son is turning 30 in just one week. I overheard him saying to my sister how it seemed like the last year just flew by. I believe he is experiencing what is better known as the temporary.

One day we are playing and going to school and the next trying to figure out what we really want out of life. I made the decision to stop working and find my way into joy and happiness without the added stress of my job. I had a very good job as far as pay went, but I had to ask myself if it was fulfilling. Honestly, you could probably guess, I felt it wasn’t fulfilling enough to stay.

The temporary nature of that lasted 25 years. That doesn’t seem so temporary to some, but when I look back at my life overall, I see it full blown. Twenty-five years with respect to the whole, makes me realize just how temporary it all it. So, my advice for all people, know that it is temporary. Choose wisely. Really get down to the nuts and bolts of what it is you really desire. No matter the desire, you can attain exactly what you want.

In closing on this very real, temporary way of thinking, I would like to add that because all things are temporary, make it ok to change your mind. Accept that we are ever-growing, changing, evolving human beings. Be happy and allow your Self to expand and to really start the life you have always wanted. Lastly, know that no matter what you choose to do, you will grow, and all things are temporary!

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Better

7 May

It is my personal opinion that the word better has a negative connotation. I believe it indicates that what one has done or is doing just doesn’t make the grade, so the thought of doing or being BETTER is attached to given activity. For instance, I could be a better writer, a better mother, a better worker, or many other various betters. I am more inclined to want to say that I am working on something, or even that I have decided I am great at what I am doing or being. We all know when we could improve on something. That is also another way of turning the word better into something more productive.

I have heard it stated that a person is “better than that”.  Or, another common statement would be that “I am better than that”.  Well, once again, that implies that the person isn’t doing very well being and doing whatever it is at the moment. I believe it could be agreed on that we could all improve in this or that, and that there are more productive ways for saying just that.

The common thread with any statement of being better, doing better, or mine being BETTER than yours, is that it has a negative impact in effect. The whole system of better is not conducive to higher achievement or higher standards. It is simply a statement used to pushing someone to an achievement level beyond that which they are accomplishing at the moment. It can also used to persuade children into a different behavior, one other than the one they are displaying. You know, a BETTER way.

Lastly, it can also imply that someone is in a healthier state than previously noted. Such would be then case when stating someone is feeling better. As well as all of this rubbish, I might say that one is a better to imply a person who gambles. Well, I am going to take a gamble here and say that there has to be something BETTER  to write about! The Daily Post has definitely posed a challenge to me!

It’s Only a Daydream

6 May

I am sitting in my kitchen after a full day with family. It was surprisingly wonderful and full of  delight and laughter. The kids, grown adults, were rather fun to be around and everyone was cracking jokes. They were of the family type of jokes and probably only made sense to us The evening was filled with intelligent conversation that stretched the realms of religion, spirituality, death, better ways of living, and  politics. It was quite the array of conversation.

As I sit here reflecting, my business has taken me to the computer to figure out where I would catapult to, in what space of time, and where I would like to visit. There is a slight swirling around my imagination in a place of pureness. I can see the light flashing by my being as my soul is drawn into the brilliant colors and sensations of the Other World. There is a sense of peacefulness that cannot be found Elsewhere. My body has lost its substance and the weight of the usual day-in and day-out has become obsolete, but not gone.

There are a multitude of colors covering every aspect of the artist’s palette. The white is too brilliant to see head-on. It is as blinding to the senses as if a deer was caught by the headlights of a car. The deep blue to the aqua, to a blue I’ve never experienced before. The feeling is so soft and easy. It feels like being in the clouds and floating on the waves of the ocean at the same time. This is true bliss.

The purity of the sound that I can feel in my inner ears has me spellbound. There are different occurring pitches that envelope the very core of my Being. I am in Ever After, where all things are perfect and pure. There is a sense of belonging to this huge collection of souls awaiting to absorb all that is brought to them. They are seeking my experience just as I am absorbing theirs. We are one and the union is that of pure love and adoration.

I know my time here is but for a minute but the eternality of the experience inclines me to not go back to Elsewhere. I have not finished that journey and the call is right behind me. It, too, is a feeling of wonderment and joy. I am equally moved in the vibration of the life I am accustomed to living. The comfort of the warm and inviting home I reside in is beckoning me forth. The human relations I fill my time, thoughts, and words with are awaiting my return. The are eager to hear of my story of Ever After.

A sense of awe has overtaken me as I return to life as I know it to be.  I have found the fountain of youth and received my dose of Pure Positive Energy. I have a greater understanding of All That Is and know that I am exactly where I need to be. I was meant for this journey and it fits me perfectly.

As I make my return to the human body I live in, I realize I am back to life as I know it. I feel the sensations of love and pureness in my heart. The warmth of my home, the smells of food being cooked, the stimulation of taste in my mouth, the sounds in the air also permeate my being here. They are, of course, of a different nature. They are no less powerful in the Other World. So, maybe I just came from Elsewhere instead of Here After.

Gray

26 Apr

Gray can be a rather meaningful word. For some people, seeing the gray, and not just the black and white, find it rather challenging. But, I think the gray is a not-so-bad place to be. The gray can be the most difficult to master because it will mean one would have to overcome their idiosyncrasies. The all or nothing attitude would have to become obsolete in order to live in the gray.

For many, if you don’t do it my way, it’s the highway. That would be an example of the black and white. On the other hand if there are some type of agreements or compromises, you could say that person has the ability to see the gray. It’s the place where one might find that being right isn’t always the best way. Being okay to choose happiness versus being right is one of the main keys to a more serene way of life.

It might be said that not all people want to be happy and that being right is more important. My heart goes out to those people as I know first-hand that it feels much better to choose the opposite. Being not so right for the sake of happiness is always the answer for me. It is also rather amusing to me that I started off talking about the gray to come out at the other end expounding about happiness. That lovely gray!

ZIP

25 Apr

The word zip has many uses in the English language, as well as the slang we use in the USA. It is also the basis of longer words in which we use to portray happiness, such as zippity doo dah, zippity day! Make no mistake about it zip is alive! We often find ourselves saying zip it up in the event that someone needs to shut their mouth, perhaps. Or, we think they need to, anyway. As well as shutting up, we can zip it up, as is the case of our coats. I don’t think I’ve ever heard someone say zip it down except to unzip in the case of a coat, again. There may be those who may state, “in a zip”, but I haven’t heard that often, if ever. It comes to my attention that in a zip could be used if one is to infer the business of hurrying up. The most recent of all zips is in the process of zip linin’ in which you ride a safety belt on a wire of some type. That is very entertaining if you like to ride in the air and for a short moment, for all the work that is involved. Then we have the usual zip code which most people possess by virtue of the location of where they are living. This gives us a sense of direction. So, the word zip has many applications of which have various meanings. Zippers could be considered if we turned into a noun. And, of course zipped to imply the doing of the zippers. So, zip this, zip that. Zip is the word of this chat!

In General

19 Apr

Thinking about what am I going to actually do with my future. My plan is to sell everything and move to North Carolina. I would like to figure out how to have a writing career.

Right now, I have been getting things ready in my home so it WILL sell. That is quite the task. I know I can do it, but I would like it to be done right now. My life is really an open-ended journey because I have opted out of my career due to it being physical beyond belief and my body is saying no to it. I am a pipefitter and welder, by trade. I have been doing that for 25 years. Let me tell you, this change is big.

Not being as active as usual is one big change, but I like it. I like not feeling like I got ran over by a truck after eight hours of work. I really like not taking any grief from some chauvinist on the job, be it the foreman or otherwise. It is so nice being treated nice even if it is just by my own self. I love living in a stress-free environment. I believe it is better for any one person’s health.

Being as busy as I have been has caused me to sway away from writing. By the time I would sit down, I was really too tired to do anything about it. I am learning new things along the way. Time management is but one small element of becoming a writer. I look at the ads for freelance work and see the criteria and get a little scared. So, I am stuck. I write every morning, but nothing I would consider blog worthy.

I live by the Law of Attraction and believe all good things are coming my way. I often ask what I should be doing to MAKE what I want happen. But, as I understand it, once I ask, the next is to let the Universe deliver, then the last step is to receive. That isn’t the easiest thing to do because I live with the human condition.

I know I am rambling, but what the hell, it’s a beginning, on some level. Thanks for reading and thank you to those who are following. I really appreciate you all and it makes me feel better about doing this thing.

Freewriting

14 Apr

This is definitely a lesson in freeing the mind to put on paper what we otherwise might not do. To make the conscious decision to also do this on an open forum is quite interesting. I wouldn’t even mind to hear other peoples’ thoughts about what I write or what the reader chooses to write.

Well, truth be known I try to stay pretty active especially while the television is playing. It is my son in there sitting on the couch watching the telly after a long day’s work. I can actually appreciate the time spent doing nothing. I, personally, just don’t enjoy tv unless it’s a movie or something funny. I take great care in what I allow into my mind. I am rather picky about it, too.

Now, onto a new thought, I suppose. I went to the doctor today. I swear that is not my usual behavior. I decided to go have this osteoarthritis looked at. I also got some meds, but that is for the fibromyalgia they say I have. I try not to believe any of that since when I think about it, it seems to be worse. I am going to try the meds again to see if they might do something. I only remember last time, about 10 years ago when I took meds, that I didn’t like them. They made my head feel funny. However, I am in a much different spot.

It seems that I am a little more than half way through the assignment. Anyway, even though it was probably  a good thing that I went to the doc, I went through a big head-trip over the whole ordeal. It has been a rough couple of weeks of fatigue and pain, but I have a way of just moving through it in spite of myself. Since it is unimportant that I had a head-trip, what is important is that I figured out what I do need to do. I am going to try, one more time, to take the meds and take the advice to start being physically active on purpose.

What I mean is that I am very active, anyway. I stay busy. Before I started this writing, I did 5 minutes on the elliptical. Doesn’t seem like a lot until you do it after not having worked out in a pretty long while. So, in spite of my stubborn nature, I am doing what I was told I needed to do. I have to see if it works. I have to build up to 30 minutes in 3 months. I just wonder if I can do that sooner than prescribed.

The dogs next door are barking because they want my dogs to come out and hang out. They don’t really play because there is a chain-linked fence separating them. Nonetheless, the four of them, two are mine and two are the neighbors, love hanging outside together. When they are not out and I let mine out, Ruby will bark for them to come out and hang with her and Riley, her brother. It is rather precious.

Well, I am hoping that all of this didn’t bore anyone too much. I am down to the last three minutes of free flow writing. It was a little bit fun, if I say so myself. I am probably going to go to bed in a matter of a half an hour. I am also not so sure I can make the entire 20 minute. I am working on it, though. Actually, it isn’t so much work.

Tomorrow will be a wonderful day. I also believe I will have the best night of sleep! I am preparing my sleep time as well as my day time. I predict it to be a great day, full of wonder, learning, health, and well-being. It is going to be a productive day. I love productive days. I also love lazy days. Ahhh! I am down to seconds. Probably 145 seconds. I am guessing. Anyway, my sleep is going to be so restful on the wonderful bed I own.

I started eating healthier today. I had a spinach salad for dinner with nuts, celery, carrots, green pepper, and cucumber. It was delish! I got the spinach out of my garden. Super yummy! Everyone, I send you love and peace. Signing OUT! Practice over.

Getting Upset

12 Apr

I have to say that every time I get upset, I find, in the long run, that if I had just thought of other perspectives, I might have not had to be ad in the first place. I do have to add, though, that it is difficult to say the least, to keep your cool when someone does something to aggravate you

Even in the event of me getting upset, I try my hardest to see what might have been or what was what from the other person’s perspective. I don’t always succeed, but I try nonetheless. I look for the positive things in the situation so I can move away from the negative feelings that have taken over me. Rather, it seems like they take over. They really only get bigger if I maintain my focus on what I thought might have been the injustice.

It is much better if I find that better feeling thought, look for the positive in the circumstance, realize that there are always two sides to every coin, and remember that the other person may have their own version of the facts. It is never a one-way street when we interact with the people around us. That is not to say that it doesn’t feel like a one-way street but it isn’t.

One of the things I do try to do is to think of the good things about the person, knowing that my vision might be a little distorted because I feel I have been done wrong. They can literally be things like the person is a good parent, they really do mean well, they have my best interest at heart, and many other little things I appreciate about them. Then, when I come back into contact and just listen to them, I usually find they have their own view about things that I didn’t even consider.

So, in closing, I think it really boils down to whether I want to be right or do I want to be happy. I like to think I opt for happiness every time. That is not always the case, but maybe if I just keep thinking like that, it really will come to pass!

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