9.13.14 Loneliness Preys Upon Itself

It's hard to problem-solve on our own, or have the courage to ask a friend, or find a therapist who fits for us, or a rabbi or a priest or minister, to help us consider the situation. It's really hard to face it. 
For example, when we truly are too lonely. Loneliness harms. Loneliness starves. Loneliness shortens the lives of people and animals. Loneliness is a very difficult thing.

Loneliness preys upon itself. Loneliness tends to make us doubt our own self-worth. Fosters our lack of confidence that possibly somebody wants to be in our company. 

Loneliness can lead to depression and despair and terrible isolation. Often, when somebody well meaning asks us if everything is okay, we have that strange compulsion, right? To put a smile on our face, and, and in complete denial, say "Oh , of course ." And then slink away, knowing that it is not true at all. Having absolutely no idea how to ask for help I confide in anyone.

There are a lot of people who are really helpful for problem-solving with. 

Often times we need somebody outside of our own selves to help us look at the situation anew. 

With fresh eyes.

9.17.14 Shrouded In Everyday Beauty

Today somehow was a quiet day. A pensive day. Still, some things to do, and as I went around the neighborhood, on my path, invariably I ran into favorite places. Shrouded in remarkable and every day beauty.

   

  

As we waited for my best friend, by my old office, and got to wander the high riverside, and discover this not-so-large spider , who has created a 3' long and 3' high spiderweb of extraordinary beauty, in the doorway of an old unused shed- to cast her net- each sparkle a small insect she caught , so rather successful. Amazing glistening web. As the Connecticut swirled and rushed by far below.









The Conservation pathway quiet and empty of visitors, the galleon clouds above the glistening river, and the inviting path always waiting.

As the sky promised a sunset light show not to be missed, down by the Eagle Sanctuary

On the way back home , so many still happily in their RV's, threaded along the riverside, as the darkness approached- and led me to wonder what it's like to summer in a big camper thing, sitting outside as the river flows on by.

As we finally returned home , me putting groceries away in the kitchen- til I happened to peer out the kitchen window- and caught sight of how the setting sun was reflecting off the billowy cloud just as it was passing by- half expecting some Hallelujah chorus, for goodness sake- though really, it's just earth, and life; days and then nights, ants, bears, trees and us- having our precious lives.

9.16.14 Get Up. Get Out Of Bed.

Get up. Get out of bed. Go to the bathroom. Gat your probiotic out of the frig and take it. Let any dogs out. Give them theirs. Go lie down or sit down. Unwind yesterday from your body and your mind. Loosen your concerns ; your tightening in your organs from pain or worry. Let them fly free. Settle yourself, all clear, for the new day we are offered. 


This link: who else? The remarkable Jon Kabot Zinn






https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BdG2C8wr1pc&app=desktop

9.17.14 A Bouquet For Deep and Lasting Friendship

9.17.14 One of the best parts of going away , right? Coming back home, new.

9.16.14 How Do We Cut Back On Expenses, Yet Really Relish Our Lives?

How do we cut back on expenses and yet really relish our lives? 
Down a paycheck. Or one paycheck and stretching.
 Cold weather and heating costs lurking around the corner, as always. 

Yet, the evening was beautiful. 
The third day of a magnificent chili better each reheating. 

Fresh broccoli rabe with portabellas and onions and fresh Rosemary. 
Brown rice with a touch of quinoa. 

A nice sunday of laughing with my brother and talking with a deep dear friend 
and meandering all the gardens and woods, 
as everything prepares-either for the make-it-or-break-it times, 
or the time of restorative deep sleep and dormancy . 

As I gather seed heads for next year 
and whisper to the plants, 
slowly preparing for the killing frost still far off; 

and once again,
 a grand finale of the warm growing times for all of us, 
readying the garden goodbye .

9.15.14 Contentment, Love and Coveted Warmth

If ever sleep is taking its time coming into town, 

and you relocate to the living room,
 with plumped pillow 
and hot water bottle 
and comforting soft blankets,

 it's imperative to have at either end
 bookend cats;
 one white,
 and one black.

 Intermittently cuddling ,
 their rumbling purrs of contentment and love 
( and under the covers coveted warmth) 
warming your heart. Sigh.