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My last post may have illuminated that I have been struggling a bit lately as far as anti-epileptic medications go.  Sleeping for 18 hours a day is not really my thing – there are way too many fun things to do out there in the world.  Including the anatomy homework I am about to attempt.

I forced myself out of bed this morning to do the most mundane and necessary of tasks:   laundry. I get a lot of peace from doing laundry – which I think is why I MUST have a washer and dryer in every apartment/condo I live in from now on.  Maybe even two sets:  one for when I go outside to play with my future mud-covered poochies/garden/hike/jump in a gross pond, and another for my amazing collection of underthings.

The thing is, I like simplicity.  It has been incredibly tough to apply the theory to my life the past 4 years with all the pitchy jazz that comes with cancer, the deaths of friends/those afflicted with cancer, medications, and relationships.  It takes a lot of deep breaths, a very strong support group, and a whole lot of the icey cream.

The more I attend my massage classes, the more I learn how many ways one can learn about their body, spirit, and the planet we live on.  The simplicity of having air in my lungs and a pair of hands to lay upon someone else’s body, gives me some of the simplicity I need – most of us are born with these two things.  No diamonds or decadent designs needed.

I suggest we all focus on simplicity, especially in the wake of the tsunami and earthquakes in Japan.  Many lost family, friends, homes, pets, and possessions.  I would much rather cope with the 10+ pills I swallow each day than lose my beloved family, friends, Betty and Maggie, and the roof over my head.

One of my favorite songs featured in the Waycross Camp songbook/sung at my grandmother’s funeral is called “Tis a Gift to be Simple.”  I will leave you with the lyrics:

‘Tis the gift to be simple, ’tis the gift to be free,

‘Tis the gift to come down where we ought to be,

And when we find ourselves in the place just right,

‘Twill be in the valley of love and delight.

When true simplicity is gained

To bow and to bend we shan’t be ashamed,

To turn, turn, will be our delight

Till turning, turning we come round right.

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AHHHH! Only 20 minutes left of the the seventh of December 201o (well, at least here in lower region of Indiana). I am pretty much rushing this post for the sake of keeping my pact to write everyday this month.

To summarize my rushy day:

1. Successfully rolled out of bed

2. Was inspired to keep trying to get my writing out there by a nice man named Dave (meaning I need to write much, much more!).

3.  Went to work, stuffed folders, smelled a real nast. dog fart, got creeped out by a directory of doll collectors.

4. Left work, had a brief but very important meeting with a financial aid adviser.

5. Went back to work, got even MORE creeped out by a directory of doll collectors. Loudly announced my hatred for Windows 97 – DUDE, it’s nearly 14 years later!!!!!

6. Had an amazing dinner with a lovely friend (mmmmm mussels and frites!)

7.  Failed at finding a cute cocktail dress.

8. Learned how to use my scanner whilst doing laundry, cleaning, and sending e-mails.

Life is fast.  I am so used to living in a relaxed manner that I sometimes forget that people actually live their lives with this sort of stress.  It is exhausting.  No wonder people need massages!

Let us all take a few deep breaths!

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