Sunday, July 29, 2012

 

Do No Harm

I've continued to come back to this phrase over and over again.

Quite often these days.

Life has a way of blowing you around this way and that. Or is that just me? I find myself in situations where I need to make a choice. Some choices are more impactful than others. Sometimes I can see quite directly the potential fallout of a choice. Sometimes it's not clear at all what the consequences could be.

How can I know how to choose?

Where are the parameters and limitations?

What criteria can I use?

Do no harm.

Aha!

I think this a great place to start.

If the actions I take do no harm, then I am free to act as I need to.

If the actions I take will cause harm to someone, then I really need to stop and rethink what I'm doing.

What a helpful tool!

Now sometimes it's not really clear if what you do will do harm.

This is a problem.

So you act clearly and decisively with the inten to do not harm.

Monday, July 23, 2012

 

New Eyes

Today I have new eyes.

Not literally.

And I don't mean I have new glasses either.

I had a conversation yesterday and I think I was unintentionally hypnotized.

Which is funny and interesting because recently I'd been thinking about looking into hypnosis.

A teacher of mine sought out hypnosis to aid her in quitting smoking. I had a conversation with her about it because it worked and I was EXTREMELY curious about what she'd experienced. I had to know!

She told me of the hypnotist talking to her and telling her a story and moving her arms around in a strange sort of way (this sounds unbelievable to me!!!!) and she kept listening but then when she "came to" her chin was on her own chest, like she'd fallen asleep. She was surprised that she was in this position as she wasn't aware that she'd "gone out".

Anyway, it worked. She hasn't smoked since and that was like 3 years ago!!!!!!

So I started thinking that I'd like to explore hypnosis to address some annoying thoughts I was having. I figured the desire to smoke is just a thought too so if hypnosis could work to tame those thoughts maybe it could work to quiet down mine too.

Now, I didn't fall asleep or anything but this person who I conversed with told me something about myself that I've always, always known but would never have said out loud because it sounds really strange and odd but I happen to know that it's true. I wouldn't have used the word they used but the feeling/meaning is the same.

In any case, hearing someone say it was restorative and an EXCELLENT reminder of who I am.

I also learned a really helpful thing that I can do to get me from this uncomfortable place to the real place I need to be, emotionally speaking.

So, long story, short I have new eyes and I see things differently today. I do.

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

 

Squeeeeee!



I'm not a vegetarian but my god, seeing this makes me feel like I can not eat anything cute like this.


Bacon? What's that?

Pork chops? What? I didn't hear you.

Ham? Ham? Schmam!

These days I don't find it hard to avoid these foods.

Why, you may ask?

Are you asking? Oh, OK.

I've sort of lost my appetite.

Yay.

I'm not complaining. It's a welcome relief. I like the taste of food. What's not to like?

But these days I'm sort of like, eh.

I'll eat. If I remember. If it seems important.

Squeeee!

Wednesday, July 04, 2012

 

Happy Birthday America!


Hey America!

It's your birthday, it's your birthday! We're gonna' party like it's your birthday!

Well, we've got a ton of events set up for you today, beautiful America!

Happy, Happy Birthday!






Friday, June 22, 2012

 

Beyond Words

What a phrase, right? Beyond words. Something that is outside of the realm of words. An experience or feeling that is past the point of words. Words do not suffice in explaining or defining. Something that is experiential and so deep or different or inexplicable that it has moved past the silly words we have. My anger is beyond words. The words are insufficient in explaining what is in my heart and mind. Beyond words. The anger is so incredibly vicious and broad that those words do not begin to plum the depths of it. I am not a violent person, at least as far as I know, but my goodness, with this type of anger I could do some serious damage. Beyond words. Usually in life I save up all my anger from day to day stuff and then unleash it on an unwitting customer service person whose company has given me the runaround or done something unjust. But I seem to have discovered a tripwire that is really close to the surface and anyone might trip it, not just a customer service person. Beyond words. This anger is not without focus. There is a target. It's such a good thing that wishes are only thoughts. If my wishes were instantly enacted, yikes is all I can say about it. I guess it might be because I'm Mediterranean or something, you know fiery blood. But whatever it is, if you go over the line:WHAMMO! I am at WHAMMO! I really hope some of my WHAMMO wishes come true but that they come true by way of life circumstances. Ah, that would be satisfying. Beyond words.

Saturday, February 25, 2012

 

All Things Considered...

I shook it off and it didn't really take that long either.

Yay me!

I have been thinking...a lot.

I'm really glad sometimes that my thoughts are encased inside my head and that they don't just magically happen because I think them. It's entirely possible that I saved someone's life because well, my thoughts aren't magical. Isn't that nice?

Yes, Debbie, it is nice.

I will say this; I regret none of the kindness I've shown.

I was grifted. Plain & simple.

And now a song...

Look what you've done,
you gigolo.
You know that I loved you, hon,
and I didn't want to know
that your cool,
seductive serenade
was a tool
of your trade,
you gigolo.

Of all the riches you've surveyed,
and all that you can lift,
I'm just another dollar that you made
in your long, long grift.

Look what you've done,
you gigolo.
Another hustle has been run,
and now you ought to know
that this fool
can no longer be swayed
by the tools
of your trade,
you gigolo.

I'm just another john you've gypped,
another sucker stiffed,
a walk on role in the script
to your long, long grift.
The love that had me in your grip
was just a long, long grift.

Wednesday, February 01, 2012

 

Shake It Off...

I'm having a hard time shaking it off.

I'm trying. I am.

I do what I can.

I try.

I do.

It's almost like I'm in a movie about me but I'm about 10 minutes behind and I can't seem to get caught up with the correct orientation of "NOW-ness".

It's like I'm 100 years old.

I bet being 100 will be easier unless I'm really sick or injured.

In any case, I found this to remind me of what to do.

And so it goes...


One day a farmer's donkey fell down into a well.

The animal cried piteously for hours as the farmer tried to figure out what to do.

Finally he decided the animal was old and the well needed to be covered up anyway, it just wasn't worth it to retrieve the
donkey.

He invited all his neighbors to come over and help him.

They all grabbed a shovel and began to shovel dirt into the well.

At first, the donkey realized what was happening and cried horribly.

Then, to everyone's amazement, he quieted down.

A few shovel loads later, the farmer finally looked down the well and was astonished at what he saw.

With every shovel of dirt that hit his back, the donkey was doing something amazing.

He would shake it off and take a step up.

As the farmer's neighbors continued to shovel dirt on top of the animal, he would shake it off and take a step up.

Pretty soon, everyone was amazed as the donkey stepped up over the edge of the well and trotted off!

Life is going to shovel dirt on you, all kinds of dirt.

The trick to getting out of the well is to shake it off and take a step up.

Each of our troubles is a stepping stone.

We can get out of the deepest wells just by not stopping, never giving up!

Shake it off and take a step up!

Remember the five simple rules to be happy:

1. Free your heart from hatred.
2. Free your mind from worries.
3. Live simply.
4. Give more.
5. Expect less..

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