I’m not a rule maker. I’m more a rule questioner. I wonder why people make up so many more rules which are self-imposed. Why take the open box you are given and close it on so many sides?
This is not actual ‘food’ that I am talking about. I’m referring to the food which fills your soul. Although food can do this in many ways, I’m dipping deeper down into the bowels of our soul and mind. The space that makes you breath deeper and dream.
You’ve got to get up every morning with a smile on your face
And show the world all the love in your heart
The people gonna treat you better
You’re gonna find, yes you will
That you’re beautiful as you feel
Perhaps Carole King said it best in her song ‘Beautiful’. Her words are the encouragement to start every morning with a smile on your face. I start my morning with thanks to G-d for giving me this day to live. I’m simply blessed with the opportunity to write this article. Nothing is taken for granted. Nothing!
I remember riding my bike and listening to Steely Dan on the radio:
Are you reelin’ in the years
Stowin’ away the time
Are you gatherin’ up the tears
Have you had enough of mine
Just riding my bike in the sun and listening to the radio. Simply, simple.
So how does one ward off the pending gloom that surrounds adulthood? How do we reclaim reelin’ in the years?
My suggestion…”Screw Maturity”. That’s right, don’t grow up. Stay immature and child-like.
How does one stay immature? Embrace childhood happiness and simple joys.
Do you have a super hero power? Perhaps it’s not on the surface. Perhaps it’s within your person, your strength, your being. I suggest for you to internalize your thoughts and answer the question from within. I thought about the question. Do I have a super hero power? I came to the conclusion that, I do!
Now…is the time. Not tomorrow. Not the next day. Not when you are on vacation. Not when you have reached your perfect weight. Not only on your birthday. Not when you deserve it. Not when the stars, the moon, and the planets are all perfectly aligned. Today is the day to eat the chocolate.
I really wanted to be a smart person. It seemed that the smart kids got a lot of respect in school and I wanted that. Although I tried hard to be a smart kid, I couldn’t break into the regular learning groups in elementary school. But…I was a really good athlete, so that helped along the way. I couldn’t spell, but I could run super fast!
At the end of one of my creative writing workshops, a student got up from her chair, stretched and said, “Ahhhhhh! That felt like I was meditating!” Her comment took me by surprise! This was the first time a student compared my creative writing workshop to meditating.
At first, I thought I must have bored the student so much they went off into a meditative state. In this regard, I suppose my class was terribly boring and drastically needing some excitement. I felt concerned. But…
Reality set in when I nearly bombed my first graduate course. He said, “Under-grads think they know everything. Grads think they know quite a bit. It’s the Profs who realize that we hardly know anything.” Now, I was starting to smarten up and listen better.
I sort of break down the bucket list concept into much smaller parts. I woke up today and I’m just grateful for that. My bucket list is done!
Now, I’m going to do something super with this day.
I will never forget the moment he walked up the hill onto the football field. I will never forget how he turned back to wave. I will never forget when I lost sight of him behind the trees and realized it was time for me to leave. All these memories are now inside a bottle of time.
After spending two and half weeks in Israel, my friends and family asked me how my Maccabiah Games experience was. I’ve looked into their eyes and tried to find the words to describe this life-changing event.
Perhaps there are too many things to remember to do that didn’t exist years ago. Things like emails, recycling and compost bins, and byob – bring your own bags. Perhaps our freedoms to do what we want are being controlled by society’s pressures to always do the right thing?
September is the month of “rebirthed learning”. I’m sure most school aged children will not agree with that statement. No doubt they are rolling their eyes and fighting off the first day of school. My hope is when children are finished their formal studies; they will still embark on the wonderful learning opportunities presented to them especially during this time of year. Maybe you would be interested in learning Mandarin, Italian, French, Spanish, Hebrew, etc.? Would you be interested in learning how to dance ballet, tap, ballroom, line, etc.? Perhaps you would like to learn karate? The freedom to choose is endless!
A sensible shoe is the direction I seem to be going towards. I can’t believe I wrote that. My aching back and knees are now the forces behind which shoes are best suited for me. My heart is telling me to wear those gorgeous gladiator knee length; multi-buckled flat sexy sandals (see the picture). My back and knees are telling me that a little heal is needed as well as some arch support. That sounds so “retirement plan” and I’m nowhere near retiring. I’m just getting started…aren’t I?
The “To Do” list is very long and needs my attention. I’ve got a lot of stuff to do… But… I don’t care. I’m pleasantly in a fog. A glorious fog that rolled into my life. The same kind of dense fog you might wake up to along the coast of Maine. The billows of damp mist that rolls onto the coastline. The kind that feels cold, wet and humid. The kind of fog that immediately curls my untamed mane and dampens my skin.
As a pure bread ( that’s bred! ) Capricorn, I am stubborn and don’t like change. My friends always encourage me to try new things. Most of the time, I don’t. Why? Simply because I am a stubborn old goat!
Rebound, abound and turn around, I’m found!
In the community where I live, we have 3 main types of bins. The blue bin is for recycling items such as paper and plastics. We have a light brown bin for composting organic materials and we have a brown bin for actual garbage.
My question is…What will be our next community bin? I have some (wink, wink) suggestions!
They grew up. I grew up. We all grew up. I think it happened slowly. Perhaps, I wasn’t paying much attention. All I know is, just like that we all grew up.