Mind, body, spirit. We’ve been trying to take care of the body part of that equation for a bit now. Joined a new gym a month or so ago. We’ve been going very regularly since save for the time we were in San Jose and then we at least tried to walk every day. Moving the body has been great for the two other parts of that equation, mind, and spirit. It makes me feel good about me to take care of myself. Puts me in a good mental place.
Be kind in big ways and small even when it seems a tad difficult. Be present. Listen more, talk less. Close my eyes, turn my face to the sun or the wind or both at the same time and breathe deeply. Spend time on or near the water. Go on long walks with the pups. Drink life in. Be silly and dorky and unafraid to make a fool of myself. We are bombarded with information every day so choose wisely. Life is a matter of perception so remember I can see things in a negative or positive light. Act to change things in ways I feel I can. Meet the world with love and good intentions in my heart instead of fear and anger. Smile at people I know and don’t know. Bridge gaps. Notice a glint of sun. Appreciate the natural world. Think about what it might be like for others. Cuddle the pups often. Laugh and play with the grandkids. Write letters. Tell people I love them. Be honest even when it’s uncomfortable. Share. Recognize joy. Believe in hope. Dance. Cry. Be curious. Give lots of hugs. Accept compliments. Hold my honey’s hand every chance I can.
I walk down the hallway at night
Creaks and wind and chimes filter in
I’m at my in-laws house
There’s sickness here
And a kind of hope for better
… feeling better and being better
They love me
I feel that
I write poems at night when I can’t sleep
I don’t remember them in the morning
After sleep finally comes and washes them away
I think that night work is my best work
But it gets me through the hours
Filled with creaks and wind and stray whining cats outside
There’s something special to this forgetting
As if mysteries were revealed to me
Then taken away again
I know they are there
Just out of reach
But there nonetheless
It’s because of this I forgive myself
Forgiveness for the forgetting
I walk down the hallway at night
In the last two weeks one friend suddenly lost his Mom and my honey’s Mom had some serious health issues and went into the hospital. We are hoping the treatment helps her, that the doctors can fully figure out what’s going on, and that she can get on the road to recovery. My honey flew out in January 31 to help her family. That’s what you do. You pull together. You help. You love.
I woke this morning with an overwhelming feeling of love. Love for my honey and her Mom and Dad and my Mom and my friend who just lost his Mom. Love for the rest of my family and my friends. You are precious to me. More than I could ever express in a blog post.
I also woke with this feeling that I needed to say something about the current climate in our country. About how I feel about it, from a personal perspective. Keyword, personal.
I hate divisiveness. I’m always “preaching” togetherness and love because I mean it, I think those things, along with kindness and hope and joy are keys to life. Both to our own personal living of it, and to our shared community, locally, nationally, and globally. We are literally all in this together so we need to pull our heads out of our collective asses and get on with the business of working together.
I’m a patriot. That means I can criticize what my government is doing, and should if I don’t agree. We were founded on that principal. Our right to disagree with our elected officials and call out any injustices we think are happening. The fact that I don’t agree with what our current president is doing on many fronts is my personal opinion. This opinion doesn’t make me unAmerican. Not in the least. In fact, it makes me an American. We have that right here. To disagree. To call out. And beyond that, we have a duty to do it. I don’t mean we should just mindlessly repost memes about our politicians. That kind of judgment and ridiculousness has gone on too long. We need to be responsible about how we disagree, but disagreeing is an important part of our democracy.
I’m tired of playground tactics. This crap about oh, they did it, they did it, so we are going to do it too. Oh my God. Grow up. We all need to just grow up. When the “other side” does something we don’t like, that we’ve found to be reprehensible, it’s not an excuse to then go and do the same or a similar thing just because, well, “they” did it. Both sides do it, both politicians and the average joe. C’mon people. Grow a pair. Pull up your big boy pants. Quit reacting, pointing the finger, and being so childish. You have good ideas that are your own, present them. But don’t use as an excuse that the other side “did it” and now so will you. If you think so little of the other side, why would you want to turn around and do something you found to be unacceptable. It just widens the gap. Creates further divide. “They did it, they did it!” Childish. We aren’t on a playground anymore.
I care about the environment. I’m tired of the climate change discussion. There is climate change. Yes, it’s occurring naturally, without man’s intervention, because it just is. But we are also adding to it. Making that change happen at a faster rate by putting toxins into the air. Toxins we also put into the water and the land. We need to take care of this planet. Let’s stop talking about climate change and start talking about the planet itself, the environment. We’ve gotten lost in semantics. Holy hell, the Earth is the only one we have. We want to treat it with respect, the respect it deserves. You want to use it up without a thought about what that could mean for our children’s children? Are you that arrogant and uncaring? Get a grip. Man is having an impact on this beautiful spinning ball and we need to try and make sure that impact is as minimal as possible. Quit arguing about semantics.
Fake news. My lord. It exists. On both sides. So pull your head out and do your due diligence. Quit reading your one or two sources that only support your point of view because you think only those sources are telling you the truth. They probably aren’t. Mainstream media is not the enemy. Journalism has and always will help to shine the light and point our attention to things we should be paying attention to. Sometimes we don’t like the message they send, but that’s life. Since when do we want yes men and insular points of view to rule the land. We don’t. Again, grow the hell up and read. Yes, I’ll say it again. Read many sources, especially sources that disagree with your point of view. Do your own research. Be responsible. Don’t just press send on meme after meme after meme without actually looking into the information you’re spreading. If you just press send like a mindless automaton then you are a huge part of the problem. YOU are encouraging the spread of misinformation. Hell, let’s quit calling it fake news and start calling it misinformation. That’s what it is. Sleight of hand. Don’t be gullible. Don’t be an idiot. There are good sources of information on both sides. And mainstream media… just because they are printing things you don’t like to hear doesn’t mean what they’re printing is a lie because it doesn’t support your worldview. Yes, I’m liberal, but I do read stuff from the right. I want to know the point of view, I want to try and understand it, and I want to hear different points of view. I don’t agree with what I read much of the time, but as I said somewhere earlier in this rant, not agreeing is part of the deal.
And speaking of just following along. We should all be questioning and critical consumers of information. Whatever the source.
I love the diversity of this country. No one group or group’s dogma, religious or political, should have the final say about anything. No one group should be able to determine how I live, who I sleep with, what I do with my body, etc. You might have very strong feelings about these things, and I appreciate those. You are entitled to have them, they are yours. But since when did one group have the right to control me. This country was founded on the principle that church and state should be separate. Why? Because there is more than one way to worship. People pray to God differently, call God by different names. Some don’t believe in God at all. All of those beliefs are valid and no one of those groups should be able to legally make the other groups follow their tenants, their belief system. Our spiritual beliefs should be kept out of government otherwise we run the very real risk of falling into a dictatorship where one group dictates to all other groups how they should live their lives, what is acceptable for them and not as to beliefs. A suppression of beliefs is a very scary thing.
Speaking of fear… demonizing an entire group as the source of our woes is frightening. Yes, I’m talking about Muslims. They worship differently than Christians do, people don’t understand their religion, but this difference, and a bit of mystery, doesn’t make them terrorists. Terrorists are terrorists. They come from all backgrounds, all religions, and are born in different countries. The Oklahoma City bombing was carried out by a couple of white guys born in the U.S. Both had been in the military and were upset about the FBI’s handling of the Waco, David Kuresh, situation. My point is that we can’t look at only one group and demonize them as the source of all evil. That’s happened in our world’s history before and it led to the execution of millions of people. The Jews were not evil either. Some people may read this and think I’m over simplifying things, and maybe I am a tad, but I’m an intelligent person, one who knows that just because someone is born somewhere doesn’t automatically mean they are bad. Singling out an entire group for the actions of a few, that’s wrong, and it’s lazy.
We’ve somehow created a culture, or been led by the noses into it, that there is “the other” and “the other” is bad. “The other” is evil. There are things we won’t agree on ever. That’s the way of it. That’s how life works. We all come from different places, have different backgrounds, grew up having our own unique experiences. Those experiences inform how we see the world, how we think. They should. Our own experiences are ours. Black, white, gay, straight, liberal, conservative, democrat, republican, disabled, abled, women, men, Mexican, Muslim, Christian, Asian, people in rural areas, city-dwellers, environmentalists, people from industry, conservationists, big business… it goes on and on. We are different. We come from different points of view. It’s a beautiful bold diverse melting pot. All points of view matter. There is no “other”. There’s just us. And we need to start being responsible for ourselves. Not following along with dogma because it’s supposed to be ours. Because someone told us to. We need to question. Not just the beliefs of those spewing the dogma, what they are telling us is true, but ourselves. We need to look inside, figure out why we are motivated the way we are. Are we being responsible? Are we taking responsibility? Or are we just automatons. Being controlled by our biases, or the biases of the people we are blindly listening to.
We have to ask questions people. Of ourselves, our politicians, our media, our family, and friends. We live in a community of diverse minds, we need to act like it. To honor it.
Today the sky is blue. It’s cold, but beautiful. The birds are at the feeders. The squirrels are trying to get to the feeders. The dogs are chasing the squirrels. They picked up our garbage and recycling today as per usual. I’m listening to music. We’re about to head to the gym to do some circuit training, then we’ll go grocery shopping. Tonight we’ll make dinner. At some point this afternoon we’ll try to take the dogs for a walk after we put the girlie’s sweater on, she gets cold. We’ll eat dinner and watch some TV or a movie, maybe one we will be picking up at the library as we do our errands today. My honey will work. I’ll do laundry, empty the dishwasher, clean up the media room. We will pet the dogs and cuddle them. We will talk and laugh and smile at each other.
I’ve been thinking.
It’s a great life. We have a great life. It’s nice to remember that.
It’s simple. We need each other. We always have. No one person operates in a vacuum. We should be concerned for our fellow man. We should find reasons to love, instead of reasons to push people away from us.
We get nowhere in life by isolating ourselves. By only listening to ourselves and those who agree with us. By thinking we have all the answers, that we know everything.
Certainty is good, but it should always be tempered by an open mind. We should always be open to other ideas, to new ways of thinking, and to the fact that others might not agree with us. Certainty doesn’t make what we think better than what those who disagree think. That’s a common error. Just because we believe something to be true, it doesn’t make our ideas better than the ideas of someone who doesn’t believe the same thing. Arrogance is never attractive and is often destructive to relationships and to the world. We have to learn to accept that our way is our way, it works for us, but it might not for someone else, and that’s OK. It doesn’t make them less than.
We need to hold onto each other. To take care of each other. We just do.
Lately I’ve been struck by how much our culture has sadly moved to a do as I say not as I do philosophy. If you want to relate it to politics, it’s both sides saying about the other that this or that has been said and it’s terrible, unconscionable, awful, then they turn around and say something equally as terrible, unconscionable, and awful and somehow that’s OK. It’s as if people think they can say, post, write, whatever they want about a person or a thing, but others who might have an opposing opinion have no right or are somehow unamerican if they believe differently, talk about things differently.
One of the things I love about this country is the tapestry. We are different. We think differently about things, our lives, our problems, the solutions to our problems. And just because I may disagree with you, or you with me, doesn’t make either one of us wrong. We just see things differently based on our personal experience. This is where empathy comes in. Or at least it should.
We get so caught up in our own stuff. Our problems, our routines, the daily minutia of our lives. Of course we do. What’s happening for us on a daily basis can be all consuming if we are experiencing something tough in the moment. It can be all consuming just going through a regular day. Laundry and bills and work and dishes and cleaning the house and taking care of the kids and the kid’s schedules and our schedules and health issues and taking care of our pets and on and on. It’s easy to be buried under it. We have blinders on and get caught up in it all so that when we are speaking about something, looking at something and rendering an opinion about it, we tend to do it from our perspective alone. We forget that everyone else is going through the same thing, getting through it in their own way. That’s millions of people and millions of perspectives. Each based on their own philosophy earned from living their life.
So, what does all this rambling mean? What am I trying to get at here?
We need to somehow remember that our opinions aren’t the only opinions. That the views of other people mean something. If nothing else they mean something to them. Honest criticism is good. Honest criticism is necessary. No one individual opinion matters more than another. If you don’t like how I’m doing something, especially if it relates to you, or someone you care about, or a subject that matters to you, you have a right to speak your opinion about it. I would hope you do it respectfully. I would hope you would be genuine and sincere. But I would hope you would say something.
Disagreement is good. Calling someone out for doing something hurtful to others is good. Having a difference of opinion about how to run the government or raise your children or enhance education or clean up the environment is good. It sparks conversation. During conversation ideas are exchanged. When we exchange ideas we come up with more creative solutions, we go at problems from more than one direction. Things actually get done.
First though, we have to get over this silly notion of doing as I say not as I do. Let’s instead do what we say. Let’s expect that if we are critical, others might be critical of us in return. This does not make us unamerican. On the contrary, it’s what makes us an American.
People are good. Inherently good. For the most part.
I believe this. I always have.
We just got done watching the Star Wars films, by the numbers, not in the order in which they were made. Why do I bring this up? Because the whole Darth Vader story is that anyone, if they give in to anger, fear, and hatred, can become dark, can become a force for evil, for negative energy. Conversely, it also teaches us that there is hope, even for people who may be angry and fearful and full of hate. There is good in us all. Some of us may have forgotten it or refused to see it, but there is good.
OK, yes, this is corny. But, it’s true. Maybe not for the Emporer in Star Wars, who was so evil he could not be moved toward good, but even for Darth, there was hope. There was a part of him that was good. I know this is a weird time to bring up a character in a science fiction film, but I believe science fiction is often a good predictor of, and reflection of, where we are going and who we are, or could be. It’s why I love it.
Many people I know want to look on these as dark times. I guess, from a certain perspective, they are. I myself fight against that feeling some days. Yes, they may be challenging. Yes, there may be things happening in the world that don’t jive with a personal point of view, and that’s hard. It may seem dark. It may even seem like there are evil people out there trying to do evil things. Some of that is true. Some of them are indeed the Emporer. But, I truly believe mostly they are just people who don’t do things the way I or possibly you think they should. Does this make them evil? Inherently evil? No. It can make them scary, for sure. It can make them seem dark, absolutely, but they aren’t evil. Most of them anyway.
We need to be open. To remember to act with empathy. To try and see people for who they are, totally, realizing they’ve come from a place of having their own life experiences, instead of as just for what they’ve said or what they believe about a certain thing. We need to ask questions, to listen to the answers to those questions even if they differ from what our answers might be.
People are inherently good. If we start from that place, thinking that way, imagine what we could accomplish. Imagine a world where people gave each other the benefit of the doubt, instead of just doubting. If people acted from a place of understanding instead of fear. From love instead of hate. Darth might become Anakin all over again. What a happy twist to the story that could be.
It’s 2017. I’m happy about it. I kept waiting for it, ready to start anew. Ready for a reboot.
Last year was stressful. Surprising and tense and divisive and nasty. Many good things happened in my life, but I was greatly affected by everything happening in the world, and that stuff, the stuff splashed all over mainstream media, was frequently disheartening and disappointing.
K and I spent the last weeks of 2016 doing daily random acts of kindness. It helped both of us to be more positive. To look at things from a different, and more uplifting, perspective. We vowed, going forward into 2017, we would continue trying to look at the world from the place of kindness. Continue to do random acts as they presented themselves. I think we will. We both believe kindness is key, a necessity.
I was thinking last night about the news, being affected by it, getting upset, etc. After all, it’s still there. Just because we’re in a new year doesn’t mean it all miraculously goes away. I have friends who are so passionate about the state of things they are still posting political stuff on Facebook and Twitter. I get incensed about certain events, just as they do, but I don’t post them. It’s not my way. My way is to post things I believe to be positive, uplifting, and kind. It’s a different way of going at things, which is OK. Mine helps me, theirs helps them I’m sure.
In that vein I started thinking about the effect all of this information has on me. Bombarded with news reports and posts about news reports and political events and health crises and how this thing or that thing is bad for you. It’s easy to get sucked in, to focus on it all, to think that those things have significant value in my life. But honestly, they don’t. Yes, I do care about the world, I am concerned about a lot of it. I am. And K and I will be volunteering for a couple of organizations this year in order to try and step up and do something productive and positive. But if I spend too much time thinking every day about all of it I’m not living right where I am. I forget to look at what’s good in my life, there is a whole lot that’s good. I miss appreciating great sunsets and how beautiful the light is shining through the trees. I am not present.
It’s so easy to be distracted, to look outside my life and focus on what’s wrong with everything. But that would be a disservice to my life, and I definitely wouldn’t be honoring all the magic that exists in my every day. The way to honor my life, to live it fully, to be present in it, is to notice the magic. To soak up the moments. To put my focus on the people and the sunsets and the smiles. To pay attention when I’m having a great conversation, or when one of my grandkids laughs, or when my honey smiles at me a certain way. To honor this beautiful life I have to be responsible for feeling it, being IN it.
So to hell with bad news, crazy politics, and all the negative crap. I can’t change the whole world, I can only do my small part. I will act with grace, or at least try to. I will be present and faithful to this beautiful, amazing, glorious life I’m lucky to be living. That’s where my energy needs to be spent. On walks and dog loves and kisses and hugs and music and beautiful words and great meals with family and laughter with friends and taking photographs and writing and silly and kindness and joy and love.