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Lensman
I'm glad this came at a good time, and that the need and sliding footing have smoothed out.........I'm listening to Pink Floyd singing "All in all, you're just another brick in the wall".....I'd say that's how I feel about problems and setbacks....I know that one day I'll look back on whatever is a problem today and it will be past, over, just another brick in the wall, or path (we've talked about this before!) that got me where I am now......
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Krisles
on June 4, 2006 at 10:58 PM
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strat
Ya know, I can see you as a beat poet.....quite easily, actually......black sunglasses, smoke curling up in front of them......beating on the bongos...... And, the lime green Kool-aid thought......PERFECT!!! What I really want to see, is how you'd look in the black turtleneck sweater.......
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Krisles
on June 4, 2006 at 10:52 PM
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SilverMoon7
I know.....I have regular purging sessions....and it feels sooooo good to have the empty and neat space......I mean, I'm a Virgo!!!.....but, I'm like a magnet....constantly attracting more.....or, like moss, always spreading myself into every nook and cranny; I shovel some out and more pours in.....hence, the gravel pit analogy.....and, I've bookshelves full of the books on it, have gone to and given seminars (after going to training classes at home office--what a hoot!) so I know all the reasons/cures, etc....but, one has to dooooooo it.......You are obviously and adult woman who has faced her inner obsessive/compulsive demons and wrestled them to the ground......I.....sigh.....am still a child, trying to have it all - I do, at least, pretty much deal with everything myself (lifting/hauling/etc.)..... Kudos to you...and thanks for the encouragement....probably a whip would work better though!
posted by
Krisles
on June 4, 2006 at 10:48 PM
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CL
Amen.....that was a great post in itself!
posted by
Krisles
on June 4, 2006 at 10:38 PM
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Krisles
Boy, it was good to read this. Talk about good timing. Just yesterday, I experienced my own setback and the gravel has slid. It will be temporary, but it has slid. What a picture you paint, but it's so true. I don't imagine there are many who can't relate. However, you reflect my own thoughts on where it leads and I like your positive take. We can build upon the rubble and have a happy ending
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Lensman
on May 26, 2006 at 2:07 PM
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Oh, Krisles...I am always waiting for the rope in the sky to rescue me.
And the rope doesn't always come for me....lol.....I think this is a depressing look at the frustrations in life, but it is an accurate one. I think you wrote this quite well. And I can feel your frustration, too. We all feel we are at the bottom trying to climb out....We all want the easy way to overcome stuff...
posted by
MedusaNextDoor
on May 26, 2006 at 12:28 PM
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Makes sense to me.
Although in my pseudo beat poet phase, I probably would have said something like "Life is like six frozen matzah balls floating in a bowl of lime green Kool-Aid." Then I would have snapped my fingers, beat a bongo or two, sipped an esspresso, and hopefully gone to bed with some Hegel-addled hippie chick.
But I still wouldn't have known what the hell life was about.
You apparently have it wired. Nice post, well thought out, as always.
Good work!
posted by
strat
on May 19, 2006 at 6:07 AM
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Dig yourself out...
Start throwing stuff away. It's very theraputic, once you get going and let go of the neediness, and you'll find that pit is a little shallower each time you make a trip to the Dumpster. I cling to my stuff, too, and it's really such a big hassle to keep so much stuff. Isn't it?
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SilverMoon7
on May 18, 2006 at 3:03 PM
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First, life was like a bowl of Spaghetti!
Now it's gravel....wow! Big LEAP!! What's up with you lately, girl???
posted by
Passionflower
on May 18, 2006 at 2:43 PM
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I'd like to think that there's some mental approach that will lead to success; some inspirational philosophy to guide us to the promise land. In my limited experience in my limited world I think I've come to the conclusion that solutions are suited and customized to each individual accordingly. And -- life being unfair as it is -- us horses aren't forced to drink the water we're lead to. Plenty of chances at happiness get ignored. And maybe the depth of one's gravel pit simply reflects their current perspective. It's all just a collection of indifferent moments that we, the prism, give meaning. When you're squeezed, what comes out? Whatever is in you. Poor are those who hijack someone else's encouraging thoughts to lift them. But God bless the child that's got her own. :-)
posted by
CunningLinguist
on May 18, 2006 at 9:08 AM
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