“How would your life be different if…
You stopped making negative judgmental assumptions about people you encounter?
Let today be the day…
You look for the good in everyone you meet and respect their journey.”
This is my contribution to the unique global movement called 1000 Voices for Compassion. Today, the 20th February 2015, over 1000 bloggers worldwide are publishing posts about compassion. It is an effort to spread goodness and compassion in a world torn by strife and violence. Spread the love using the hashtag #1000Speak. Join the 1000 Voices Speak for Compassion group on Facebook.
Thanks to realityinprogress for inspiring Jazzy to wander outside today and try something new.
Beer in the sunshine! Let’s drink to that.
You don’t know what’s going on
You’ve been away for far too long
You can’t come back and think you are still mine
You’re out of touch, my baby
My poor discarded baby
I said, baby, baby, baby, you’re out of time
(The Rolling Stones)
Do you have any friends you regret not keeping in touch with?
If we lost touch with eachother there’s no doubt lots of reasons for that and I don’t have time to dwell on why.
Regret is a useless emotion and a waste of time. It will make you crazy.
So cut it out! Stop, right now, or you’ll end up regretting your regrets.
I’m trying to concentrate on the people who are in my life today so there won’t be any reason for regrets tomorrow.
What are you most proud of achieving so far this year? What are your goals for the second half of the year?
GAWD I’m bad at answering questions like this. Because it’s a question straight off some horrifying job interview. Makes me want to throw something and tell the pompous shit who asked it that I haven’t accomplished a damned thing so far this year, thus there’s no reason on earth for me to be freaking proud of anything and I don’t have any stupid bullshit goals.
Hopefully at an actual job interview I’d be smart enough not to say all that out loud.
Proud is a perfectly ugly word when it means arrogant and self-important. Egomaniacs could use a good strong dose of modest and humble – toning that proud thing down to a more acceptable middle of the road ‘pleased’ or ‘satisfied’.
Then there’s the scary ‘achievement’ notion – an accomplishment – something successfully done and completed. A goal reached. But reaching goals is kind of like rock climbing, there’s always the next one to get to, and the next. Like housework that never ends. I dusted! YAY – goal reached! Do it again tomorrow!
A bus could run over me at any moment, so I’m not feeling any strong sense of urgency to make up some long-term six-months-down-the-road plan of action. Going to concentrate on today instead.
The short-term goal I have in mind for this afternoon is to go to Home Depot and purchase one of those “I’m not wood” benches made of recycled materials that end up looking pretty much exactly like real wood and when I get it home I will put it together outside in the sunshine. I have another goal for tomorrow, which involves a safe and uneventful drive to Calgary to pick up my sister and bring her back here where she can admire my new bench. These goals are personal and will probably not change the world.
And that’s okay. Getting these things done will be pleasing and satisfying non earth-shattering experiences. I’ll be happy with that.