What if governments shifted away from war and destruction and prioritized health care and wellness permanently?
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“….And the people began to think differently. And the people healed..… the earth began to heal…..”
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by JoAnna 6 Comments
Curtis Almquist
Sometimes we wonder what’s taking so long.
In The Twelve Days of Christmas, Curtis Almquist writes “We need the provisions of today to prepare us to receive the promises of tomorrow.” He writes about how joy takes time, acceptance, and desire.
This reaffirms my story.
Ten years ago, I’d look up at the stars in my backyard and ask, “Is there someone out there for me? Don’t I deserve to be happy?”
The answer was yes. But first, I had to learn to be happy with me.
It took 39 years for my soulmate to find me again. We needed every one of those years, with their provisions and lessons, to become ready to journey together.
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by JoAnna 2 Comments
A parachute set up by students for all to sign
The following is a meditation written and read by a student leader at our local climate strike last Friday. I’m grateful that she let me take a photo of her notes. I offer the last line for One-Liner Wednesday
I ask that we all take a moment to be present in this space. Close your eyes if that’s comfortable. Notice the ground you’re standing on, the feel of your feet on the earth beneath you. Your breath as it travels through your body. The smells in the air…..
Thank you, Mother, for this day.
With each breath, I honor my life and all those that I encounter.
With each inhale, I accept the Mother’s wisdom,
her compassion, her strength, and her kindness.
With each exhale, I release my own ignorance, selfishness, expectations, and apathy.
I commit myself to gentle curiosity and genuine joy.
Noelle Powers
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Being almost vegetarian, beans are a big part of my diet. Yet I am cautious as the amount of beans I will eat in one sitting. You can imagine why. If there are a lot of beans in my minestrone soup, I give some to my husband. He is not cautious about beans at all.
That’s what my husband David always says when we talk about beans or I give him some of mine. I figured it was something he heard from his grandpa Malcolm. But when I asked David about it, he said he made it up himself more recently in response Mr. Willie, the cook at the Mission where David worked and still volunteers. They joke a lot about food among other things.
I like the part about “It’ll be alright,” which in the big picture is usually the case.
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On July 15, 2011, I had my second first date with my high school sweetheart. It had been 39 years since we last saw each other, though the second first date was preceded by Facebook messages, emails, and phone calls that lifted my 55 year old heart like I was a teenager again. The date started with dinner at a casual restaurant near the river. As we sat across from each other in the cozy booth, David reassured me of a guideline we established in an early phone call:
The dating books said to not bring up past relationships or issues that might scare off a potential partner. But we’d both been unpleasantly surprised over those 39 years by people who were on their best behavior at first. We didn’t want to waste time, and we didn’t want any BIG surprises. So we asked lots of questions and shared about our past successes, mistakes, and lessons learned – not all on that second first date, but over the next several months of a long-distance romance. We’ve been married 6 and a half years now. But I can still remember the butterflies of our second first date, the after dinner walk along the river, and the second first kiss.
You can read the whole story in Trust the Timing, A Memoir of Finding Love Again.
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My daughter just turned 26. Sometimes she’s more available by text. I texted her about my yoga class at the senior center.
Daughter: Lol why do you go the the senior center? Are you ACTUALLY considered a senior now?
Me: (My friend from high school) got me to sign up with her. The senior center is for people 55 and older. I’m 63.
Daughter: At what age are people considered seniors?
Me: It’s a gray area. Lol.
Daughter: LOL that’s a good one.
We have some good conversations via text. But I still prefer to see her in person so I can kiss her cheek.
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While reading a newsletter from my Trust the Timing editor, Andi Cumbo Floyd, I realized my writing has gone to the back burner. I’ve worked a few measly hours here and there on the novel based on my parents, but I give way more attention to household issues which are primary. One thing that has discouraged me from working on the novel is the research it will likely take on Washington DC and Vietnam. But I need to stop worrying about that and just write a first draft. Okay, maybe there’s some anxiety related to thoughts like, I’ve never written a novel before, and this seems like it’s going to be a long one. Then there’s grief. January 21st will be the second anniversary of my father’s death. I must be processing grief as I write about my parents. Deep sigh. However, my goal is to finish a first draft by the end of this year. There. It’s in writing. But I don’t need to worry. I just need to write the first draft, feel my feelings, and breathe deeply.
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Don’t give up.
Rest when you need to
Close to the earth
Seeking a new path
To sustain you.
You will survive.
You will grow.
You will enlighten.
JM
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“Gratitude makes sense of our past, brings peace for today and creates a vision for tomorrow.”
― Melody Beattie
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I thought I knew all the stages of grief.
But there’s always more to learn.
I never understood the role of bargaining in my divorce.
I don’t remember begging, though I did ask “Why?”
wandering around in shock.
The counselor said the marriage could be saved
unless there were other lovers –
then it wouldn’t work.
The other woman had been my friend
before the bottom fell out.
There was no checking in.
No sisterhood.
.
I used to think guilt was a stage of grief,
guilt the companion of bargaining,
guilt who knows where I live.
Maybe if I’d been more attentive,
more docile, more playful…
I thought I was doing a good job
for the two decades tossed away.
Why? Why? Why? ad infinitum….,
(until now.)
.
Anger got lost in depression,
the depression I tried to swallow,
but it kept coming back up.
Or I’d stuff it in a drawer and forget about it
until I went looking for that purple scarf
and it grabbed me around the throat
and threw me on the bed.
I couldn’t get up
but I could roll over and slide down
to put my knees on the floor.
.
All the while I wrestled with depression,
anger lurked nearby growing into a boulder of resentment
blocking my path to happiness.
.
But where was this acceptance I kept hearing about?
I had no idea.
.
It wasn’t until forgiveness
finally got a foot in the door
and started chipping away at resentment,
that acceptance had a chance to work.
It was forgiveness that opened a path for love.
Love of self. Love of family. Love of life.
And finally when the time was right,
Love from another.
.
Now, after all these years, I’ve awakened
to another stage:
Gratitude.
Eighteen years ago I would have never believed it possible
to be grateful for my divorce.
But if the first marriage had not died,
if the other woman had not been there,
I would not have been set free.
Free to fall.
Free to flounder.
Free to fly.
Free to find myself again.
Free to be found.
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