Smack Down

Learning can be very challenging. VERY CHALLENGING.

Sometimes you find yourself in the mud, the thick, and it sucks. You make repeated mistakes, same issues, and it’s confounding, really…troubleshooting, reviewing your process, trying to understand why the errors are happening.

It can feel like a smack down. A SMACK DOWN.

It’s abrupt; it gives one pause. It strikes at self-confidence, belief in one’s own thinking and awareness, and capabilities too.

The way forward?

Deep breaths. DEEP BREATHS. A few seconds pause; maybe even a few minutes. Reset. RESET.

You may even find when you climb out of the mire, you may even discover that things aren’t exactly as you perceived them. Maybe other factors were at play. Maybe it wasn’t even entirely your fault.

WHEW. And if it was entirely your fault? Same process, of course. And WHEW anyway.

And?

Onward. ONWARD.

A Little Slice of Joy

Recently went out to the Central Valley to watch our nephew play basketball, and also celebrate my brother -in-law’s birthday.

It was a little slice of joy on Sunday afternoon in Turlock, California. Lovely drive, lovely weather, fun adventure, great celebration.

Nothing fancy, mind you; all the same, I had a definite sense of family, and gratitude at the chance to be together and doing something outside the usual.

I love the Central Valley. Much of my mom’s side of the family lived out this way. Some of that family is still out here. It’s a different feel, a little more low-key, a little more old school. Not the same hustle and bustle and congested population as where we live. It’s a nice change for a bit.

The wife and I had a nice conversation on the drive too; that was a wonderful bonus. We don’t get much time to just chat with three little kids.

Of course, there’s plenty to do at home, plenty on the list.

That said, taking time to “live a little”, and not merely attend to chores and tasks well, that’s a little slice of joy.

We need more of that. Or maybe we need it more frequently. Or both. At least I do.

I bet you do too. Next time you get the chance for a little adventure outside the norm, jump at the chance. You’ll be glad you made the time for a little slice of joy.

I know I was glad to get the chance. And I look forward to the next time. Soon.

🙂

"Lie In Our Graves"

Dave Matthews and his band have a ton of good songs, in my humble opinion. Not only is the music awesome, and the lyrics often more so, I’d say. This one is one of my favorites from the first ten or so years of their jamming together. AWESOME. Step into the light…

“When I step into the light
my arms open wide
when I step into the light
my eyes searching wild
would you not like to be
sitting on top of the world with your legs hanging free
would you not like to be OK, OK, OK

when we’re walking by the water
splish splash me and you taking a bath
when we’re walking by the water
come to my toes to my ankles to my head to my soul
then I’m blown away

when we’re walking by the water
splish splash me and you taking a bath
when we’re walking by the water
come to my toes to my ankles to my head to my soul
then I’m blown away

I can’t believe that we would lie in graves
wondering if we had spent our living days well
I can’t believe that we would lie in graves
wondering what we might of been
I can’t believe that we would lie in graves
wondering if we had spent our living days well
I can’t believe that we would lie in graves
wondering what we might of been

would you not like to be
would you not like to be
I can’t believe that you would not like to be
would you not like to be

ok, ok, ok,
ok, ok, ok,
ok, ok, ok,
ok, ok, ok,

and we dance away”

by David J. Matthews

What’s in a List?

I always come back to the same thing. It’s my default. It’s what ended up grounding me, proving again and again the proper path.

Sometimes I feel like I’ve got too much on the to-do list. It’s endless. And then I’m not getting enough done. Or maybe more accurately, things take longer than I estimate, or maybe my stamina falls short. Or both. And there’s still a lot to do at the end of the day or the week or the weekend.

The list is long and things just keep getting added on; then again, isn’t that life? Doesn’t that mean you’re alive? Doesn’t that mean you have more to do? Doesn’t that mean your life mission isn’t complete?

EXACTLY.

What’s next?

The next thing.

So do it.

A Lifetime of Love

A Lifetime of Love

Saw a post recently from the wife (and friend) of a college chum who died of cancer last year. He battled for about three years before it got him. They were married for something like 29 years. Like all of their adult lives. She wrote about how hard it is, dealing with the grief. And she’s doing everything right. What exactly? Staying in close touch with friends and family, especially their three adult sons; exercising plenty, alone and with others. It’s still sneaky, terribly hard.

I then got news that a gentleman I serve with in a Lions club, one of the oldest, active folks I know, just lost his wife of 69 years the day before Thanksgiving. She had been of failing health the last couple years. SIXTY NINE YEARS they had been married. Equally difficult for him, though they lived full lives together.

Two couples, four life times, stories of joy and struggle, tragedy and triumph, and love throughout.

Love lives on. Love is what matters.

Love perseveres. Love is what remains. Love, and the memories of that love, are what strengthen us, if we let it.

Love does not fail.

Blog Like a Tweet: Little Public Service Gestures for Those You Love and Live With

Little Public Service Gestures for Those You Love and Live With.

Good rule to live by.

Do the next right thing.

Look around. Opportunity abounds.

These hair ties are all around my houses. I live with three women with long hair. Got to expect that.

And so picking these up and putting them in a pile in the bathroom seems like the right thing to do. So I do it on occasion.

That’s it.

Help the cause.

Do what you can do.