I have two situations in my life which are driving me nuts right now. For the sake of mystery and privacy, I will keep the particulars to myself. These experiences are nothing major. I have been through much worse in my life, but they have been persistent, aggravating, longtime nags that show no sign of leaving anytime soon, despite my best efforts to liberate myself of them. I have this overall sense that if I could just rid myself of these irritations, I could finally open this new empty nest chapter of my life, with a clear, clean slate. (I fully understand that new problems always crop up soon after old problems resolve, but honestly, I am ready for some novelty, even in the way of issues to solve.) So dear readers, I could use your positive energy, prayers, juju, whatnot to ask the benevolent forces that be (whatever your beliefs are) to help me to clear these botherations off of my plate, or at the very least, to help me to stop giving attention and focus to them. If you choose to add your own situations to my Comments section (with or without details), I promise to add you, and your concerns to my prayer list, too. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
And for my fellow nature lovers, last weekend my husband and I were sitting in our garage, talking, as my husband was cooling off from his biking trek, when a visitor appeared by my magnolia tree right outside of the garage.
It appeared to want to check out my “artwork”, my outdoor gallery that started out as a small melange of broken jewelry, ornaments, and garden trinkets that I just didn’t have the heart to get rid of, and then, as seems to be the way with me, it soon took on a life of its own.
This beautiful, ethereal, majestic creature is welcome to visit my yard whenever he or she feels the urge to do it. Its appearance made my day!! And if you feel an affinity for hawks (perhaps maybe even consider hawk to be a “spirit animal”), consider this the sign that you were looking for . . . .
And now, for my final thought for the day, if Al Capone called John Gotti a mobster, he would be correct. But that doesn’t negate the fact that Al Capone is (was) also a mobster. “Pot calling the kettle black.” It’s all over society/organizations/leadership these days, and yet many things of magnaminty still aren’t getting solved . . . . sigh.
Are you passing on love or are you passing on pain? Heal your pain and pass on love.
My dear friend. I feel and hear ya.
First, I love that you had a hawk visit and check out your tree artwork. It makes my day too when nature comes to pay us a visit. To clarify, that does not include big nasty bugs, locust, reptiles, or rodents. LOL! I get a thrill anytime I see a bald Eagle, a vibrant cardinal, or other birds, butterflies or hear a whippoorwill.
Secondly, although I realize life usually has some botherations that crop up, I find myself frustrated how fixated I can be on them. Especially the ones I seemingly can’t control. It’s my nature to want an even keel, happy, positive life. Sometimes I seem to do better with either acceptance, letting go of what I can’t control, or managing what is in my control.
My main aggravation that seems to consume my brain and mental state lately is my situation at work. Talk about bad leadership, and toxic work environment that does not get resolved. Each day, I go in with the intention to focus on what I can control with a calm mind, and let what I can’t control. But most of the time, it’s easier said than done. I just need to put the priority on crossing off the good, positive things on my weekly list.
My other small annoyance is a silly numb toe that I got from wearing some new boots while standing/dancing listening to a band that isn’t getting better. If I focus on it, it’s worse, and if I ignore it, or say “hello, I know you’re there” but then say have a nice day and let it go; it’s not so bad.
So I guess it’s really what I focus on that gets my attention. I need to work more on what I put my focus and attention on. But I’ll take good thoughts too. I certainly am including you in mine.
Have faith. It will get better. As they say.
Thank you for giving me some space for therapeutic writing. Love you!
Thank you, dear friend. You know I’ve got your back (and you are in my prayers). We both have the tools and the knowledge, but putting them into play and keeping them there is the hard part. ODAT. I love you, Vicki. <3