I Have to Keep Things In Perspective
Life is super special. I love having a soft bed and a warm blanket. The sun filtering through the trees and my window is a very sweet vision to wake up to - and I truly need to appreciate it more.
I am so encouraged by my dog. Stella has been more than just a dog for me, and I need to appreciate that! She has always been there, when I'm down, or sick or anything like that. Stella is my rock, and all she requests is some petting and food. That's one heck of a bargain.
I have met some really quality people in my lifetime. It seems that almost everywhere that I go, something of interest will occur. I'm not sure if I'm just looking a bit more carefully than some other people, but it always seems to be a bit of an "event" when I go somewhere. My parents commonly say, "That only would happen to you...", after I tell them about some recent experience.
One recent interesting one was that I was walking my dog. I wasn't doing anything other people don't do, but for some reason I was at the "right" place at the "right" time (I suppose those "right"'s are subjective).
While walking I heard a motorcycle on my left. I turned to watch as the rider accelerated. He must have been looking in the air, or at us; because he was not watching the road. We were near a school, and a person was exiting the driveway and taking a left hand turn. Their paths were going to cross, and the bike's acceleration was too great. He saw the car right before he hit it - he impacted roughly where the gas-cap is located. He was thrown over the handlebars and flew over the trunk of the car!
I felt quite badly, so I tied Stella to the fence; and I went to help the man. There were already other people too, and they were talking to him to see if he was "OK"... I figured they would do a good job, and so I just picked up the pieces and made it less of a mess, and looked over his helmet to ensure it didn't receive significant impact. (He was ok, if he broke anything it was likely his knee or close to it, the ambulance did take him away)
But that's the type of thing that just happens. It's not really always involving me, but it just seems like things a bit out of the ordinary occur when I'm out and about.
I get overwhelmed. I think about how I am not perfect, and it offends me and makes me feel embarrassed and ashamed.
But, I'm really not that bad. I am alive, and healthy. Those things are super important and beyond value. I have loved ones, they don't live near me, but perhaps that's something I should change.
I'm super glad to have a good life though. I wish I was better at finding people to share it with. I think because I'm alone so frequently, it makes me read or watch the news. The news is unhealthy and TV is a business and business is focused on money.
Perhaps that's a big source of my troubles.
I did that exercise where you put a gratitude stone in your pocket, and you switch pockets every time you catch yourself in a string of negative thoughts. I have to admit, it's done a lot of good. I even started sleeping with it!
Well, I'll babble more soon, I'm sure.
I am so encouraged by my dog. Stella has been more than just a dog for me, and I need to appreciate that! She has always been there, when I'm down, or sick or anything like that. Stella is my rock, and all she requests is some petting and food. That's one heck of a bargain.
I have met some really quality people in my lifetime. It seems that almost everywhere that I go, something of interest will occur. I'm not sure if I'm just looking a bit more carefully than some other people, but it always seems to be a bit of an "event" when I go somewhere. My parents commonly say, "That only would happen to you...", after I tell them about some recent experience.
One recent interesting one was that I was walking my dog. I wasn't doing anything other people don't do, but for some reason I was at the "right" place at the "right" time (I suppose those "right"'s are subjective).
While walking I heard a motorcycle on my left. I turned to watch as the rider accelerated. He must have been looking in the air, or at us; because he was not watching the road. We were near a school, and a person was exiting the driveway and taking a left hand turn. Their paths were going to cross, and the bike's acceleration was too great. He saw the car right before he hit it - he impacted roughly where the gas-cap is located. He was thrown over the handlebars and flew over the trunk of the car!
I felt quite badly, so I tied Stella to the fence; and I went to help the man. There were already other people too, and they were talking to him to see if he was "OK"... I figured they would do a good job, and so I just picked up the pieces and made it less of a mess, and looked over his helmet to ensure it didn't receive significant impact. (He was ok, if he broke anything it was likely his knee or close to it, the ambulance did take him away)
But that's the type of thing that just happens. It's not really always involving me, but it just seems like things a bit out of the ordinary occur when I'm out and about.
I get overwhelmed. I think about how I am not perfect, and it offends me and makes me feel embarrassed and ashamed.
But, I'm really not that bad. I am alive, and healthy. Those things are super important and beyond value. I have loved ones, they don't live near me, but perhaps that's something I should change.
I'm super glad to have a good life though. I wish I was better at finding people to share it with. I think because I'm alone so frequently, it makes me read or watch the news. The news is unhealthy and TV is a business and business is focused on money.
Perhaps that's a big source of my troubles.
I did that exercise where you put a gratitude stone in your pocket, and you switch pockets every time you catch yourself in a string of negative thoughts. I have to admit, it's done a lot of good. I even started sleeping with it!
Well, I'll babble more soon, I'm sure.
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