Friday, Squirrels, Turkey Chili

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In truth, squirrels will never, ever make my Friday favorites list. Happy Friday, all. This has been my family’s first full week of major social distancing. We’ve only really gone out for groceries and medicine. We walk the dogs every night and it is heartening to see others walking their dogs, too, at a distance, of course. Last night, it was very quiet and serene, as not a lot of traffic passed through the streets. I said to my husband, it’s like being at a secluded campground. We both swore that we saw more stars than usual. It was extremely peaceful.

Readers, I typically list about three favorite products, books, websites, songs, etc. that make life a little bit more full of life on Fridays. Please see previous Friday posts for more favorites. In my scramble to fill up our pantry, we have happened upon some new favorites, from a food perspective. Here are my Friday favorites:

Lance ToastChee Spicy Cheddar flavor – These are the best “Lance in your pants” yet. We all love these crackers so much that I’ve noticed packets of them “hidden” in far corners of our cabinets by various members of our family. Of course, I found the secreted ones, because I was trying to “hide” my coveted packages of ToastChee Spicy Cheddar, in the same spots in the cupboard, already taken by my other family members.

Aw Shit Big Cock Ranch spice – We bought this for my husband from a gift shop, as a joke, a few months ago. It even came in it’s own special package, a white bag with the words, “A Bag of Shit.” It was all in good fun. But interestingly, we’ve been adding it to everything that we eat lately and all I can say is, “The shit’s good!” For all of their delicious flavors go to Big Cock Ranch’s website: www.specialshit.com Even if not to buy, go to the website for laughs.

Hormel Turkey Chili with Beans – My husband and sons have eaten this canned stuff, more than once, for lunch. While we are all quarantined together, I’ve agreed to make the dinners, but for the other meals, it’s “every man for themselves,” otherwise known as “Fend For” in my household. This canned delicacy seems to be a favorite. I am not sure if it is about the ease or the taste, but overall, Hormel Turkey Chili is a good one to stock up on.

Stay well, friends!! Happy Friday!! Share in the Comments, any new food favorites you recommend. Recipes are welcome, too!!

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All of the Flags

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How beautiful! Brazil projected the flags of our countries on to its “Christ the Redeemer” statue last night. As awful as all of this COVID-19 situation is, I do love the feeling of the world working on something together, and putting so much of the hatefulness aside.

This is one of those times in life that I am trying to expand my patience and my understanding of people and their reactions to this experience, and I am also hoping that they are doing the same for me. What is the “right” reaction to these times? Is there even such a thing? It is said that when parents experience the tragedy of losing a child, they are 50 percent more likely to get a divorce. I believe that this has a lot to do with the fact that we all process our emotions, our trials, and our experiences, differently, in an internal sense. We grieve differently, and on different internal time schedules. We know this and yet we are aghast, when externally, people are all behaving so differently towards a situation, that it makes us start questioning our own reasoning and our own sanity. That’s all very uncomfortable, isn’t it?

Like all times in raising children, I am having to hold my ground in what I believe we, as a family, have to do to keep not only our family safe, but also our community safe and our medical workers safe, so that our hospitals aren’t overrun and our doctors aren’t sick. In my opinion, these have to be our priorities. Clearly, not everyone has the same opinion, as I do. Our beaches are packed. It is times like these that I have to remind myself that I can only control my own discernment, my own actions and reactions, and to put the focus back on to myself, and the well-being of me and my family. Everyone processes things differently. Everyone takes time to let things “sink in.” Everyone has different beliefs on how this all should be handled, individually and as a community. And who really knows, who is really “right”?

I think that I have witnessed a lot of denial, and anger, and rebelliousness, in myself at times, and also, with other people. No one wants this to be happening. No one created this virus. No one wants their lives changed instantly, in what feels like a blink of an eye. But, the virus is here. It is causing deaths, and disruptions, and shut-downs, and economic pain, whether we think it should, or not. It is what it is. We can only control our OWN reaction to it. To try to control others’ reactions to it, is futile and a waste of time. To lament and to judge and to resent others’ reactions to it, only causes pain for ourselves. At the same time, we don’t need approval from others about our own decisions and our own reactions.

A reset button has been hit on the world. As a society, we are in a major pause. Many of our lives have been reduced to being “quiet with ourselves”, in a way, which many of us claim to want, all of the time. Yet, a lot of us seem very uncomfortable with this new reality, this new introversion, and so we still try to control everything outside of ourselves. If ever a time, there was going to be the life lesson about self exploration, self examination, self love, self acceptance, now is going to be the time. And the beautiful outcome of that is, if more of us come to that level of self understanding and acceptance, we will feel that same, all-encompassing compassion towards all others, and the world will be an even more beautiful, uplifted place. I see the world as a Phoenix, who will rise beautifully, and cleansed, and simplified, and renewed, from the dark ashes of loss and of fear and doom and sadness.

I thought that Think Smarter (Twitter) put it beautifully, with this post:

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Stay well, friends and readers. I love you and I am here for you.

Mama’s Here For You

It’s a very interesting experience, blogging through this global health crisis. I am very attached to my blog. It’s one of my creations. I feel very maternal towards it, and thus, towards you, my readers. How are you doing? How are you coping? What can I do for you? How can I comfort you?

I noticed that I feel a major responsibility with this blog. I want to be a constant in your life. I want you to know that I am here for you, on a daily basis. I will not let this connection go, even as we get more and more isolated, in every other realm of our lives. I never thought that I would say this, but thank goodness for all of our technology, and our various ways which we can communicate (instead of just face-to-face). Thank goodness for all of the entertainment we get from our technical gadgets. Last night, I got into a major laugh-fest reading tweets about Generation X. Supposedly, since we Gen-Xers are used to being ignored and abandoned, we are the ones who are truly most suited for quarantine. Who knew? Laughter is really good medicine. I also got a good laugh out of myself. I wore garden gloves to shop in my grocery store yesterday. And I didn’t avert my eyes to anyone. Thankfully, I’ve never been one to embarrass easily.

I’m not going to pretend. I’m disappointed. I’m scared. I’m overwhelmed. I’m angry. I’m sad. I’m putting on a brave face for my family, which is sometimes a majorly pretend facade for what’s crumbling underneath. Sometimes, the facade doesn’t cover up much of anything and then I feel like a failure as the maternal head of household. Still, perfection is not what is called for, here. Showing up and doing the best that we can is all that we need to do, one day at a time. And that’s what we are all doing. We are doing our best, every day, and that is all that is needed. We will prevail. Stay well, friends and readers. I love you!

Soul Sunday

Fortune for the Day“Turn your face to the sun, and the shadows fall behind you.” – Maori proverb

This is all just so surreal. I am praying that this is all that it is for you, my readers and friends – surreal . . . but, not tragic. I admit, I’m a little bit rattled. I’ve lost my footing, my mojo, my ease of words, just a little bit. All of this will come back: my footing, my mojo, my ease of expression. It will come back for me and it will come back for the world. We will overcome this together. We’ve heard the horror stories of people beating each other up for toilet paper, but more so, the beautiful side of the human spirit is seen in the Italians singing at the same time, every night from their windows and the Spaniards, clapping and praising for their health workers every night and people getting groceries for their elderly neighbors. I want to remain being part of the beautiful side of all this. I don’t want to succumb to my darker sides such as fear, panic, greed, and self-centeredness. The permission to really rest, to really take in and to appreciate nature, to feel the security and the comfort of a full house of family, again, are the gifts that are coming from this otherwise, frightening and sometimes, overwhelming experience. Here’s my poem for the day, friends. New readers, please look at previous Sunday posts for more poetry and please use this blog, as a safe, serene spot, to post and to share your beautiful poems.

Simple Lesson

Let me learn the lessons.

Let this worldly pause, be a time of reflection.

Let me use this time to really notice all that really matters.

Let me truly savor this hiatus which I always claim to be wishing for.

God has pushed the Pause button.

I can fight against it, like a tired, hysterical child,

Or I can take in the lessons, like an earnest student of Life.

Either way, this class will wrap up and the only thing left of it,

will be what I attained from it.

If I gather everything that I can from this experience,

It will be a beautiful addition, to my basket of nourishment,

That basket which I carry with me, throughout my daily living.

Let this experience help me to strengthen and to fortify my basket,

And prune from it, the things that are no longer necessary,

the things that have been weighing me down, without me even noticing.

Let me find the gifts of this experience and to focus on these gifts,

Because the focus on the gifts, is what gives to me,

my serenity, my gratefulness, my calm and my peace.

Perhaps the lesson is a much simpler one than I ever thought it to be.

Dare I say, thank you?

Bring in the Clowns

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This was trending on Twitter this morning. I did read about a married couple who were stuck on the Princess cruise ship, who said that the experience of being quarantined, definitely brought the spice back into their relationship. If you need some good laughs, through this otherwise “Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad” experience check out #WithEverythingSuspended on Twitter. It will give you some much needed giggles, such as this one:

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Hang tight, friends. Stay well. I’ll be here for you. I’m not going anywhere. Literally.

Fortune for the Day – “Don’t search for the answers. Live the questions.” – Rilke

Not So Fun Friday

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This is from a poster on Twitter under the heading #EverythingsGonnaBeOkay

What an adorable puppy!! A lot of people have been talking about how, despite the awful circumstances, it’s sort of nice to get back to the simpler pleasures in life. We are all appreciating the sanctity and security that we feel in our own homes, probably more than ever. New readers, on Fridays I typically list three favorite consumption things that I love, like products, or websites or music, etc. I call Fridays, “Favorite Things Friday”. I am not sure that I feel comfortable doing that tradition, today. It just doesn’t feel appropriate. So if you are wanting “favorites” suggestions, please see my previous Friday posts in the archives.

I have to admit, when this contagion first started happening, it felt like a giant over-reaction. I was angry, frustrated, bewildered and I was thinking of myself and my own immediate family and friends, and the plans which we had made, that were getting cancelled left and right. Not too long ago, I was thinking: “If getting infected with this new virus was only going to be like having a bad cold for most of us, why so much concern? ” Then I read this article written by an Italian doctor:

https://www.newsweek.com/young-unafraid-coronavirus-pandemic-good-you-now-stop-killing-people-opinion-1491797

This article really put it all in perspective for me. We all have a social responsibility to each other. We have a major social responsibility to not overload our already overly-taxed medical professionals and our hospitals. There are still plenty of ill people, dealing with other sicknesses and conditions. How will we be able to care for those people, if our hospitals are overflowing with people sick with COVID-19? What if all of our medical professionals and caretakers become ill and are not able to do their jobs? Probably the best thing to come out of this whole situation, it the in-your-face reminder that we are One. We are One global community. We must care about the whole of us, for any one of us, to have normal, healthy, comfortable lives. All for One, and One for All!

We are all sacrificing here (in no particular order of importance): wages, proms, jobs, projects, vacations, graduation ceremonies, reunions, sports events, theater events, feelings of security and safety and health for ourselves and our loved ones, conferences, church ceremonies . . . . the list could go on forever. Let’s be mindful of that, and look at our own daily actions, a little more carefully. We are all feeling disappointment. How are our actions affecting others? Are we behaving socially responsible? If you are elderly, fragile, and/or sickly, please stay in your homes. We don’t want to lose you and we all have made a lot of sacrifices, to try to change the tides. I am shocked at the amount of older, fragile people whom I have witnessed in restaurants, crowded stores and even coming out of nail salons. Seriously! This is the time, when we all come together, and hunker down and unite against this contagion.

Stay well, my dear friends and readers! The clouds always pass. Everything is going to be okay!!!

Thank You, Health Workers, Thank You

Fortune for the day – “Anticipate the good so you may enjoy it.” – Ethiopian proverb

Sometimes it takes something monumentally jarring, to shake us out of our unconscious fog, our dull routines, our smug righteousness, and our unhealthy patterns. On an individual basis that can mean an accident, a job loss, a health scare, a broken relationship, or a death of a loved one, among other things. There is nothing like a crisis to bring our most important priorities into sharp, clear focus. That is the good that comes out of all crises. We quickly remember what we are most grateful for, when whatever that is, is threatened to be taken from us. I pray that we all now realize that our biggest priorities are not our political leanings, the size of our bank accounts, the championships of our favorite teams, or where we are going on vacation this summer. Our biggest priority, clearly, is our collective health, our common humanity, and how we all respond to this health crisis, together, on a global basis. Without good global health, we cannot live life as we know it. Everything we love about living, the everyday experiences, the daily freedoms and joys, quickly get eroded away, until we are all isolated, alone and afraid to do anything. Does it take something this extreme for us to realize how much of living comfortably and easily, we take for granted?

A lot of people who I know, have been comparing the scenes lately in the grocery stores, in the neighborhoods, and on the news channels, to science fiction movies, where we inhabitants of Earth, have one common enemy, that we must come together, in order to defeat it. I always feel so excited and energized and proud, when all of the actors in these sci-fi movies, from every background, every nation, come together, pool their resources and make mince meat out of the “evil” invaders. I hope beyond hope that we have a glorious, reality-TV moment, in the near future, where we muster all of our greatest strength, and all of our collective brilliance, and all of our deepest compassion, from every corner of this globe, and we put this COVID-19 thing behind us, triumphantly, and unitedly.

Most importantly, I want to say thank you, especially to all of the VERY brave health workers out there, all over the globe. Your bravery and sacrifice and calm countenance, is awe-striking. You are showing all of us what is the very best about our humanity. Thank you for that much-needed reminder. You are true, selfless leaders. Thank you for everything. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

Chop Wood, Carry Water

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Think Smarter (twitter)

We are definitely going through one hell of a collective experience, right now, aren’t we? When the dust settles on all of this, there will be a lot of good that comes out of the experience. There will hopefully be a lot of “growth”, for individuals, for entities and institutions, and for society, as a whole. We will have learned a lot about ourselves and where we can improve, in all areas of our lives, and in our worldly, global, collective lives. Witnessing that growth, will likely give us some satisfaction and with that satisfaction and understanding and wisdom gleaned, the byproduct of happiness, will naturally be felt. Just hang on and stay well, readers and friends. Look for the good that will come out of all this. It is there. The good is always there. And when we notice the good, we feel happy. Naturally.

Fortune for the Day – “Before enlightenment: Chop wood. Carry water. After enlightenment: Chop wood. Carry water.” – Zen saying

One Day at a Time

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I have this sign in my kitchen. I’ve had it for decades. It still doesn’t fail to bring a chuckle to my throat, especially when I need it. I’m a “vacillater” these days. I vacillate between nonchalance, to sheer panic, to pissed-off annoyance, to disbelief, to exhaustion. I’m sort of a spongy person, so I’m taking in all sorts of crazy energy from the outside world right now, and all of the over-stimulation is wearing me out. My guess is that I am not alone in this. Being a Floridian, if seems like the whole world is experiencing what we Floridians go through, every time a big hurricane looms in the horizon. When a hurricane comes through, we want to remain calm, we want to take a measured approach to it all, but at the same time, we don’t want to be “that guy”, the one caught with his pants pulled down. It’s a precarious, fine line to walk. In short, this COVID-19 isn’t all that fun, is it?

In my almost fifty years, I’ve walked through some valleys, some of them dipping pretty deep. We all have, as it’s just part of being human. In uncertain times like this, I find that it’s best for me, to just live ODAT style. Take things, One Day At a Time. So today, I will do my regular chores and duties and routines. I will work on some of our extra house projects that we have going on. I will casually text my sons, who live in other cities, like I do on most days. I will enjoy watching my daughter’s high school tennis match, conversing with the other parents, and then later, I will have a relaxing dinner and evening walk with our dogs and my husband. I hope to close out this evening, quietly and peacefully, finishing up the engrossing book, which I have been reading and enjoying. Today, I will consciously go about my day, with my overall well-being, in mind. Is each activity that I am doing, a good, healthy use of my time and resources, or I am living in anxiety, worrying about the future, by doing fear-mongering activities, like constantly watching the news, or repeatedly checking stock tickers, or worrying about the status of future plans? In order to do my best for myself, for my loved ones and for my community, it is my duty to relax and just do my best – just for today. ODAT. I can do it. Lately, I find myself humming one of my favorite gospel songs. It really is uplifting. Here it is:

Fortune for the day “Find ecstasy in life; the mere sense of living is joy enough.” – Emily Dickinson

Stay well, friends! This too shall pass! (Now would be good.)

How the Universe Works

Fortune for the Day – “The state of love is the state of grace.” – N. Sri Ram

My mind is jumping all over the map on this first Monday, after the time change. So, please, please, jump right in with me, if you want be part of the jumble soup. You never know what will bubble up to the surface.

Yesterday, I felt the need to get out of my element. In the morning, our middle sons headed back to their university, after a cozy, relaxing, restful spring break, this past week. During last week, I had a false sense of security, having most of my baby birds home, safely in our nest. I was able to encourage them to open their beaks wide, as I plunged zinc and Vitamin C, down into their throats, on a daily, regular basis. Now, I will only get the daily reassurance via texts that they are okay, like the ones I eagerly await from their grown, older brother. So, to try and escape my low-level anxiety and a little bit of my let down about a family-oriented week that passed by too quickly, I encouraged my husband to ride along with me, with the top down, on an adventure. We took the beach road, which is always a lovely drive, but I honestly didn’t do it for the sightseeing or for the salt-air breeze. I wanted to get an honest, in-person impression of how COVID-19 was effecting our spring break season, which is huge around here. Our shore-front economy relies heavily on its tourism. I can report back, dear readers, that I was encouraged by what I saw. While traffic and crowds weren’t quite as heavy as they typically are around this time of year, the beach towns weren’t anywhere close to being ghost towns. There were still throngs of happy people, of all ages, holding hands, as they strolled down the sidewalks. Also, we are having cooler than average temperatures lately, so that could have something to do with the crowd being slightly thinner, as well. In short, I felt encouraged. People haven’t stopped living, and loving and laughing. The world hasn’t completely stopped, despite what the news channels are saying, at least not in our neck of the woods.

In other contemplations, I had my usual experience of getting stuck at the light at the intersection of my daughter’s high school and a busy four-lane high way, despite the light being green and me wanting to just make a quick, zippy little right on to the road, in order to avoid the miles-long line, of rush hour traffic, that makes a red light at this intersection, feel like an eternity, and some. I seriously could write (and probably even have time for some editing) my entire daily blog, at any one of our red lights, that is how long our stoplights last, here in Florida. The reason why I got stuck at a green light, was the usual reason. A tall, thin, healthy-looking young man, presumably a student at the high school, crosses the highway, every morning, as if he were taking a long, slow, contemplative, pausing to take time to stop and smell the roses, meandering stroll, down memory lane. Wearing his earphones, it is as if this boy is in his own precious musical video, entirely oblivious to the fact that he stands in front of throngs, of over-caffeinated, stressed out, running late, rush hour characters, all waiting at the starting line, chomping at the bit, with their feet just begging to slam on their gas pedals. Depending on my mood each day, I respond differently to this frustrating situation. Sometimes I feel worried and scared for him, as the motherly part of me (that motherly part that seems to be growing exponentially, as I age) wants to beckon to him, waving him over frantically, to save himself, from the line of aggressive savages, waiting angrily, at the starting line of the cross-walk. Sometimes, I want to scream at him and maybe even slap him upside the head, convinced that this young man is in his passive-aggressive teenage element, loving the control that he lords over everyone, even if it means taking his own life into his hands. Sometimes I use this experience as a lesson in patience and understanding, telling myself that I know nothing about this boy. He may even have physical or mental issues that necessitates his slow, deliberate pace. Maybe it takes every ounce of courage that this young man has in him, to make this daily trek, across the highway to school. Maybe I’m the jerk for even ever assuming anything else. Regardless of my response, the situation is what it is. I could try to adjust the times we leave to go to school. I could try taking a different route to the school, or I can accept the situation for what it is, but regardless of my reaction, the boy will casually and nonchalantly cross the highway on a daily basis, no matter how I choose to handle this fact, with my emotions and/or with my actions. Hmmm, I think that there is a broader lesson here. Maybe I should use the times that I will invariably get stuck at this intersection, to contemplate what lesson I am needing to glean from this situation. Then and only then, when the Universe is sufficiently convinced that I have learned the lesson, will the situation likely take care of itself, in the most wonderful way possible, a way that I might not even be able to imagine. That is how the Universe works. I know this fact. I’ve lived long enough to experience this phenomenon, again and again, in my almost fifty years of life. It always comes back to trusting, doesn’t it? To quote the Mandolorian, (and Jesus) and quite a few other wise ones, “This is the way.”