Blog 60 ...
Whatever event keeps you looking forward to celebrate or
commemorate is either surrounded by joy or sadness. Births and return dates of births boost confidences
of health and longevity. Sustained
relationships, marriages, for instance, bring outbursts of happiness for having
reached milestones. After all, marriages
that stand challenges and time indicate endurance, understanding, symbiotic
giving and taking in addition to unconditional love. The establishing, and then growing of organizations
through the years tell stories of great vision and an accomplished
mission. Both are worth our while celebrating
and expressing joy! Death anniversaries
are different, however. They are better
left out of the calendar and memory because they invoke only sadness. There’s nothing more. There’s nothing less.
Blog 59 ...
Walk out in a neighborhood or a nearby subdivision. Are you walking out now? Look around as you walk. Take note of homes and houses' facades. 'Wondered about home owners and renters'
decision rationales for what goes in front of their homes? Look out there. Notice two Adirondack seats crowd that very
narrow porch and front door. Why are
they there? At the house next to it, a
porcelain dragon guards a flower garden.
Plaster geese pretend to feed from the ground across from it, and behind
it, a swan pottery holds roses. Again,
what’s the thought? Keep walking. Observe more what's out in the yards. A tree swing tells about a child or children
actively at play after school, on lazy or carefree afternoon weekends. We don’t know for sure. While you pass some well-planned landscaping,
many other well-intentioned gardens pitifully scream of disappointment. You couldn't escape the unattended trees,
bushes and flower plots filled with weeds tolerated or hated by passers-by and
close neighbors. Facades are like life
dreams and goals that either announces human failure or celebration! What does your facade tell the world?
Blog 58 ...
Why are so many of us never-ever content with gracious gifts we
now have or received? Admit it. We are always whining and complaining. We are constantly disappointing ourselves and
others with our thoughtless griping.
There's never enough money to throw down on wants and leisurely
pursuits. Something is not right with
furniture pieces, appliances and gadgets around the house. The landscaping outdoors fell short of our
vision. Our vacation was short and not as
exciting as someone else's. Our skin has
blemish. Our hair is pitiful-looking. Blah, blah, and more blah! Discontent is a malady not only of the mind,
but of the soul. We must endeavor to rid of it!
It is poison that literally eats up the good we have, and the
thanksgivings we must offer and say!
Blog 57 ...
Chirping of birds in and around a bog garden is exhilarating. It touches deep down one's soul and it takes
winged creatures' melodious songs to the tiniest of fibers inside the mind and
body. High-pitched bird sounds remind of
a little child's cuddly play and cooing.
Rough and low-pitched cries of birds mimic gentle, yet rarely
listened-to voices of old folks. In
between exchanges of calls from one bird to another, visitors to the bog garden
get a surprise from a blue heron. There,
it radiantly strides down on the pond and lifts itself off ground as if it did
not flaunt enough its majestic gait.
Onlookers do not mind. Noticing the
unfolding of a natural event invites that rarest of calm from within.
Blog 56 ...
What would you do with a day entirely free for you to conquer,
manage or waste? You could rise early,
just be, and count the blessings free time could yield. You could let the hours flow out and let them
lead you to acts of kindness in your community.
You could use the carefree time
to volunteer at your favorite charitable organization. You could explore that natural park you postponed
visiting a while back. You might choose to
give an acquaintance or a friend a friendly chat. You also have the choice to simply rest your
mind and body via a tub soak, a two-mile run or jog, a quiet walk. You might convince yourself to bring out that
desired art project and get it started.
You might prefer to just play some music and let that take you to a
heightened world residing in deep recesses of the mind. You could
mismanage time, of course, and then throw it away doing nothing pleasurable or
productive. Your choice, indeed, but time cheerfully spent with friends and acquaintances lives forever in mind and heart!
Blog 55 ...
Barefooted, there is a satisfying feeling that always happens from
stepping on freshly cut and verdant-green grass, especially in autumn time. The grass tickles and
refreshes much like the feeling you get at a foot massage spa. Well-trimmed
grass in your yard or elsewhere doesn't just happen, though. Someone skillful with a push or powered mower
gets up and goes out of her way to take up the artful, yet arduous task. Once completed, there is that instant and
inward gratification. Unfortunately, not to one's neighbor whose grass,
likewise requires cutting and trimming.
Keeping up with the neighborhood yard upkeep could bring an irritating
pressure, but fulfilling reward and feeling!
Blog 54 …
You may have heard that geographical movement includes being not only
physically at the site, but also getting inwardly there’. Familiarizing yourself with new surroundings,
landmarks, and places that help get you around and about is a must, or you end
up painfully lingering back to the comforts and nostalgia of your previous
location. Getting settled requires an enabling of sort! You must know where the nearest services are
for emergencies – hospital, doctor/dentist offices, fire department,
water/electric providers, and the like. You must somehow also again build a network of
people and resources, and while it isn’t necessary to create new friendships, surrounding
yourself with reliable and wholesome acquaintances would surely help sustain or
balance your emotional quotient.
Uprooting yourself from what you know could either bring depression or
elation. Choosing thoughts and actions
that feed the latter would, and by all means, keep away the blues!
