“You probably wouldn't worry about what people think of you if you could know how seldom they do.” – Olin Miller
I read a version of this quote over thirty years ago. There was a part that followed that I struggle to find the exact words now, but recall as, “Knowing this will be disheartening at first, but then, will give one tremendous freedom.”
In some cases, some are too busy just surviving, truly.
In a world that currently is reeling with an impeachment trial in the U.S.A., another attempt at peace policies in the Middle East, recovering from the fires in Australia, the contra virus in China, the earthquake off of Cuba, family, kids, work…it can be overwhelming. In an age that has shifted to social media for interaction, connection and community, I thought this week could be a reminder of how important finding the center, can be for us all.
Take time to listen to your gut in every decision. Be confident to put up a hand if asked for something and say, “Let me think about it” or “No, thank you,” if appropriate.
We all get one life. You must use that time on things you know define your true self or center.
Take a deep breath, listen to your voice and let it tell you the answer. That answer is coming from your unique Center.
Plus, go outside, meet a friend and turn off your phone.
I will admit writing this post was a tough one today. At the right there is a button which reads “Find Your Buddy.”
If you click it will take you to a site which I have supported for over twenty years. It is the only place to go when I hear someone say, “I want to get a dog, cat, etc. or I need to find a home for my pet. This organization is connected to all the rescues and they help people find pets/place pets in new homes.
Let’s stop breeding animals to be our pets. There are too many pets awaiting homes. Not to mention all the animals euthanized due to lack of room and resources. Just like all the excess we have now, why are we producing more? Why not just use what we have already? Do you really need shiny and new?
One of these organizations, I found my Toby in 2001. He proved to be the best dog anyone could ask for. On the other hand JuJubi I was given from a neighbor.
I lost her just about four weeks ago.
She was a troubled dog. Troubled in the sense she never recovered from her previous trauma. She was never able to depend on anyone and thus she was hard to train. She lived to not be a problem in any way to us, for fear she would be given away again. She was really just surviving for these past ten years.
Given we had her since 2010, with the support of having another dog to train her and a loving home, she still did not fully recover. She never trusted anyone, but she did best she could with me, this last five years. Given she died so fast, and we found no reason for her not eating, no matter how crazy it may sound, she died from a broken heart. Toby passed in 2017 and every time we went for a vacation etc., we spend months building back her trust. Then, after going on a trip at thanksgiving, when we returned she gave up. Given her history, she did not want to be here. She wanted to be with her Toby. He was truly someone who never abandoned her, he was her top pack member. We humans try but never meet the mark.
This organization helps place dogs who are abandoned and they are people who are lovers of animals. If my JuJubi had not just been placed with me by a neighbor just after her trauma, I do believe she could have gotten some training before I had to train her myself.
This website is a wonderful place in the interest of animals.
As a squiggly, all said and done JuJubi was my girl. I miss her tremendously. I am missing the energy of another soul to hang with. Husbands, family, some friends are all necessary, but a pet, a buddy is a whole new level of fulfilling one’s needs. Needless to say, there is a piece of my heart missing. Like losing a family member, they cannot be replaced and I heard a line that sums it up, “I will have a little pain every day, till I die.”
If you get a rescue, you have to pay for them. It is minimal compared to a breeder, so I hope you always choose a rescued pet. Visit the button ---->.
I know you will find Your Buddy, like I did.
Let’s talk about time management or soaring time. What I call, soaring like a bird into creation, soaring into dreams or soaring toward your goal.
Like me, there is always a drag on one’s time to do the things that our heart calls for. And we find we get angry, frustrated and we might resent others/things who are taking too much of our time away from it. And these feelings might be toward those that we have a legitimate responsibility toward. It is just life, many say.
If you have a need for better time management, if you can’t get going on a goal, you might not want to hear this, but it is your own fault. One of my many mentors explained that with all goals in life the only way to get time managed is to create it.
There are numerous reasons for why you might be suffering from a lack of time management. It may need deeper attention from a counselor, priest, or just a good venting session with a friend to clear the cob webs, and then begin again.
Yet, as a starting point one must create the environment to begin and allow the habit to form. Dinner, dishes, work, groceries or making lunches for family have become a habit in your life… why can’t a goal replace and squeeze into that time somehow?
You can decide this, believe me. Let go of perfection and ask for others to pick up the pieces.
Here is a starting point.
Give yourself time to think about it, check your other obligations against it and wait for the feeling – the soul must say “yes, this is what I want to do.”
Recently, I was asked to volunteer my time. I was getting calls and text daily to commit myself.
All I was thinking…I have no time. I want to do it but how?
I did not want to distract myself from my top priorities, plus, I was not so sure the work I would be doing would lead toward a message I wanted to align myself with.
So I waited… and I am glad to say moving forward my heart is 100% in the cause now. I scheduled the volunteering, it does not conflict with what my priorities are and I feel good.
I feel confident, because I defined my time.
As a squiggly, a top priority is to dream, hence soaring time. I have to do this, just like eating, to generate new creative ideas.
This is a deserved time. Who else but you can make this time to complete your goal?
Most important, if you don’t do it as planned, don’t stop, just bend. Be kind to yourself. If it did not work one day, just begin again the next day!
This week, I am taking a detour. Given the devastation of fires in our world in recent years, medical research, the food industry and how we see pets, I would like to add my voice to the many regarding animals. My writing is about all life, the effects of a changing climate and educating our perceptions that any living species on this planet is just another expression of all that is our world. For the business mind, I challenge you to shift your perceptions for a sustainable future of your products. Everything is finite, unless the perception changes.
These expressions must be honored and they are more important than we know. We cannot continue to see life other than human as expendable due to being inconvenient or for financial and emotional gains. Have you seen animals used as property or a means to our own fulfillment? Sound familiar?
Our treatment of animals must evolve, as it has with many of the mistakes toward humans of the past. Just like all the times we have evolved in history to be better, we must try, always.
Highlighted in this video are the current fires in Australia. Billions of animals have been affected.
It is the dryness of the landscape that has affected this, so are we going to try and be better?
We need a new relationship with all life and make choices that will support this better relationship.
So we got through the holidays...again. Every year, I love the cards, all the lights and seeing “some” loved ones, yet I struggle with the money, getting presents and the status conscience-commerce aspects.
I know I am not alone.
I always get depressed at Christmas. It just seems mostly in-authentic.
I hate an expectation.
I find myself thinking, “oh shit, I gotta buy what…and go where, before the 24th?
Now don’t get me wrong. It is a time to cherish those you love. If you feel that gift in your heart and you got the money… get it, send it and give, give give.
If you love writing those cards, all the better!
For me, I find I just shut down. Every year, I am later and later with sending gifts, sending cards, doing anything. Those I see as straight lines, I feel a vibe of…
-Sigh. Pat on the head. Take care of yourself, dear. It will be ok.-
Like some day, I will get on the program. Or they offer silence.
This year is especially tough. I lost a family member. My dog, Jujubi, aka ceecee. The funny thing is, I realize. She was the last in a line of those I want to focus my energy on, buddies.
In 2014, I lost my buddy mother, in 2017 my dog Toby (ceecee’s husband), now in 2019, her.
Don’t even mention, the loss of our heroes from the year 2016 till now. You see, I have the belief that, like all those I admire, have admired, unless you are giving to others, what's the point?
I would lose a buddy, but I had another and I would focus on them.
And I did, each time. It helped me through my grief.
I have gotten to a place (another post) which I cannot give physically as before. I must have boundaries to be healthy.
And I got this, I am stronger than most. I am a squiggly…I bend.
To honor my squiggly self, I am declaring December 25 = Wish-mas, from now on.
A day where you make a wish…then the rest of the year if someone loves you, they make that wish happen and vice versa.
If you have eleven wishes, more time to find a way to fulfill.
Or they can carry over. :)
I wish in 2020 that we elect a leader who shifts the world toward a clean fuel future.
What are you going to wish and make happen in the next year?
Love to write, laugh, be weird, but hate to cook and be an expectation.