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! The something super in my day is simply the wonderful of being. Just being is everything.
When I reached to use some toilet paper, I noticed there was only 1 square left on the roll. That’s right…one square of toilet paper!!! What’s that all about? Who would do such a thing? I felt like I was in a trap. Someone before me set the “One Square Left on the Roll Trap!“ Being the fact this washroom was well stocked with extra toilet paper rolls, I gladly changed it for my use and for the next person. Why wouldn’t I? I would never set a trap like this, unless it was specifically a joke.
In some ways, I guess I’m not a competitive person. Not much in my life gets measured. Unless it’s a bet that I’ve made, then this becomes a “principal point” instead. Some people are all about the measurement of life and perhaps that’s their justification for doing something successfully or not.
I need to mention how good accomplishment feels. It’s sort of like a pat on the back someone gives you, but even better. This feeling comes from within yourself. You did it! It’s your rodeo! You moved the mountain! You did yourself good! Truly the only person you need to please is yourself and you did. Big bravo to you!
After my face went flush, I came up with a better response to her announcement. I said, “I don’t want to be bound to a battery and dependent on electricity. I’m a visual person. I need to SEE my life on paper. I need to use my pen. I need to make a connection with my pen on paper. I need to LOVE, MY PAPER!”
“Hear All About It!” “Hot Off the Press!” “Scandals and Rascals!” Those were the anthems of the corner newspaper boys. How is the news going to jump off the screen and grab your attention? Perhaps computer screens need to be 3-D like the newspaper boys?
As I was walking down my drive way I noticed an unusual pattern in the snow. Although, the design was created by tire tracks, it astounded me. Two hearts were side by side facing me.
I felt this design was a message. Someone sent me a divine message of love. I am a true believer that love is love. It doesn’t matter who or what shares it, it’s genuine and beautiful. I love to be loved and I love to share love. Today, someone sent me LOVE!
Text: One of my crazy pet peeves is dirty winter boots. I know this seems completely ridiculous and no need to get all upset about it, but it really bugs me! During the winter in Canada outdoor boots get covered in sand, salt, slush, dirt, snow, rain, and mud. What bothers me is when someone is dressed really nicely, but their winter boots are covered in salt stains, dirt, sand, slush, and more dirt. It simply takes an occasional wipe with a wet towel to clean winter boots. It just bugs me! I clean my winter boots all the time, because I find it unsightly and that’s a pet peeve of mine. Silly, eh?
There seems to be a lot of trouble in the world these days. Everyday something terrible happens somewhere. Lately, there have been horrific attacks on our free society and people. How does one turn this ugly boat around? We have to dig very deep down into our souls and find something, anything which will makes us feel better. When we find this aspect of happiness, we need to harvest it, and get some good groove on.
Thinking back to Youngin-Sue, Newton’s Third Law of Motion which states that ‘for every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction’, did not apply to me. NOW, the theory applies to every angle of my body! Today I see myself as Newton’s Cradle. You move one side and the other side moves. Specifically the peripheral parts!
You are fabulous! You are amazing! You are fantastic! You are wonderful! You are all
these things at something you do. Everyone is fabulously talented at something.
Everyone has the ability to be really good at doing something. Think about it. What are
you fabulous at? Oh…By the way, only you need to think you are fabulous at that
thing you do. Only you need to please yourself.
It’s time to give something, anything to fulfill a need.
There are people who need clothing, food, help, and companionship and especially love. Please … Give it!
There are animals who need food, homes, and companionship and especially love. Please … Give it!
Somewhere, someone, something has needs which needs filling. So… Please… Fill it!
Years ago, my dear friend told me I should do yoga. She said I would love the spiritual journey and exercise. At that time, I didn’t have the need to go on a spiritual journey. Every time I wrote into my journal, I was on my own personal spiritual journey. Daily I write and meditated with myself and my thoughts. Sometimes, I can sit for an hour and only write 1 page. What am I doing which takes so long? It shouldn’t take me more than 20 minutes to write 1 page. Truthfully, I get lost in the words, the thoughts, and the time. I enter a place in my mind and become detached from reality.
My journaling is meditative.
My journaling is mindful.
Some may ask, what is it about ice cream which makes me feel love. I will describe my love by how it affects my senses: Smell, Sound, Sight, Touch, & Taste. I can get even more descriptive along these lines, but I choose to keep this PG not X rated!
Ok, Fine! I will step out of the lines and simply say, ice cream makes me… Oh… Joy!
So, I’m going on a trip with my girlfriend. In my knapsack is a book, some magazines, my journal and personal agenda. ALL PAPER PRODUCTS!!! My friend laughs at me. “Sue, you’re so stubborn! Why are you carrying all that stuff? Really, all you need is this.” She pulls out her laptop and cell phone. My friend explains how she can get all the same information and more from either her cell phone or laptop. AND… She adds, “Writing in a paper journal is simply a waste of time, when it can’t be saved or shared in anyway, unless it’s physically borrowed. Really Sue, get with the program!”
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!
Students say many things to me after a class or workshop. Mostly, they ask questions about the course materials and content. This was the first time a student compared a creative writing workshop to meditating.
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 very concerned…
A very long time ago I made a bold decision to reduce some of the high expectations “I” had created in my life. Not all, just some to ease the stress. Some of the nonsense stuff that’s useless and irritating. This idea started when someone asked me how to spell my name. My given name is Suzanne. I have been called, Suzanne, Suzie, Sue, Suz, Susan, Susanna, Suzette, Suzannie, Susonna, Su, and even Steve. The list is very long.
How do I control myself from not eating the whole thing? Ok, it’s easy not to eat the whole thing because if I do that, I will certainly become sick. Although, the thought seriously crossed my mind at the onset of opening and smelling the sweets. How will I control myself not to eat it all in a few days? Rations, my Dear Watson!
I think of rain as drops of hope, the medicine for rebirth, the replenishing liquid of life, the means to grow, and the nectar of living.
It’s just not raining outside, the world is slowly re-creating. And just like that… one day the leaves appear!