The problem with do unto others is that not many people like themselves. Not that we are all meandering,
hollow, misanthropes but that there is some part of you, you don’t like so it
festers in you until it fills your eyes and you look for it around you so you
can be mad at that/them instead.
It would explain some of the vitriol, the festering. Bubbles
up.
I have this picture of my nephew that makes me so happy. One of his parents has just got him to laugh and it is
caught at the perfect moment of hilarity. He’s a mix of Croatian and Scottish
and Mauritian genes. He goddamn gorgeous (no bias) and in this particular photo
he looks like the Buddha beaming love and I am immediately filled with
serenity. Everything is going to be okay.
He is cuter than most though. So…
OHEMGEE! I have tickets to spectacle of the century.
Honestly, I am going to have to get some blood thinners to prevent any kind of
aneurysm as when I think of (I’m low level hyperventilating) (deep breath) the On The Run Tour, I vibrate with joy. I will
lose my voice, dry-heave from the screaming and dehydration and actually have
to remind myself in 4 minute rotations to calm the fuck down. OVERJOYED!
OV!ER!JOYED! I’m so happy the part of me that also thinks I’m a loon is drowned
by the stadium volume Yonce soundtrack playing in my mind. I need to make a
shirt. Omigod, I know what it is. HeeHeeHee!
Oh and if you haven’t downloaded Pharrell’s album, you’relate.
Game of thrones is really good. I’m thrilled I have a new
episode to watch and
SPOILER ALERT!!
That rancid, sniveling, psychotic, insufferable piece of
worm shit Joffre is totally fucking dead. Fuck you, Joffre. HAYCHEW. I feel fine about that.
I’ve been trying to fill my life with positivity. Like a ray of sunshine. I am, in fact, screen capturing all
the inspirational (to me) quotes that float across my radar, ‘Liking” uplifting
Pages, etc. Being nice to people. I mean, I’m pretty nice but there is one
group in my professional life that I am not kind to. It’s not nice and energy
draining. Bollucks to that. Oh man, it’s work sometimes to stay up. I must needa new song. Found it.
I was just in Vegas with the best group of people, a
collection of camaraderie, a mess of misfits, delightful denizens of decadence.
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danced my face off was glorious and liberating. I left it all on the dancefloor. And
then had a steam. Yes.
Austin, I’m coming for you. I don’t know when, I want it to
be tomorrow. You siren, you’re so hot.
I need to bring my bike home this week, having left it at work for some time, and be crackin at the free yoga
I never avail myself to. And I love the community there. And the three hotdudes. I really love them. Back row it
is. No, you’re fine where you are. Sure, I can see the mirror.
I can almost feel the heat, I can’t wait to sweat and stare.
I really want sound advice as to what I can do when I see something in the world where I want to help make change - in this moment the girls of Nigeria #bringbackourgirls - i am tweeting/facebooking etc like a champ and I am aware of donating these things called dollars and I am perpetually brought back to the quote:
Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed citizens can change the world. Indeed, it is the only thing that ever has. - was attributed to Margaret Mead was a radical, incredible individual
But how do I send out ripples where people around me (and then around them) really stop believing in the zero sum mentality and more in the notion that if we all are good to each other we get further collectively and are happier? It's really peculiar to me that people give a shit about whom others are sleeping with and no shits about women being assaulted around the globe or the poisonous chemicals snuck into our food/environment. Maybe the media, but it's earlier than that about fostering a curious mind and being open to others' input/opinions and a desire to see how we all interact. Or something. I have also seen how off putting it is to come at someone full force that is diametrically opposed to one's own view. There is magic in being able to respectfully engage in conversation and even budge an entrenched belief system/thoughts/morals. There is something there that I really want to dig deeper and "be the change" My life's work, perhaps.
I bought a bunch of ingredients to make dulce de leche brownies at work (thanks Internet!) and because my bag was heavy I dropped it to the ground and now I'm wondering how my eggs (free run!) fared. I am working on a reduction of the times I say, Self! what were you thinking! - except for those times that that thought is followed by a self high five, which I feel, is an underused form of self-love.
High fives
A haiku:
Sun beats
down on me
Drops bead
down my icy glass
I tilt my
head back
XO
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