Can I Have a Word With You?

   Scrolling through Twitter is like walking through a large crowd of people and animals from all over the world. Here is a group of people chatting back and forth trying to “one-up” each other (know-it-alls!). There is someone unloading their conspiracy theories as if they’re facts. Let’s move over here and see these cute animals - aahhh!

   Bump into an aggressive tweeter who threatens to fight back, and blames everyone but himself. Rapid-fire rebukes come shouting out to him, calling for replacements and reinforcements.

   Then a breaking news reporter informs us of a tragedy. People everywhere are offering “thoughts and prayers,” while others respond, “thoughts and prayers aren’t enough!” Oh, look!  Here is someone rescuing an animal - aahh! 

   You want to interject something into any one of these tweets. But which one? Will anyone hear you? Will anyone notice? Do your words matter?

   The only way to find out is to just say it.

   I find some of my most heartfelt comments are noticed, maybe liked or retweeted. Then some of what I think are funny are noticed by more people than I thought would like, yet some good ones seem to be totally ignored.

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   It doesn’t matter. At least I got to have a say whether or not anyone reads it! It’s especially nice to know I can walk away from the crowd anytime I want. People get so worked up sometimes, I don’t want their anxiety spilling over to me. That’s why I like to have animal videos, history pictures, even Zen sayings, interspersed with other twitterers. And when I’ve had enough (or the battery is low) off they go! 

   Words do matter. Choose them carefully.  And chill!      Theresa M

The Ship-Shape Shopper

(It's that time of year again!  Oh, yeah, but this is not about Thanksgiving.  It's about Black Friday shopping!  So here's a little inspiration to get you started......)

                                                                   

The ship-shape shopper

should start a show

on shaving for savings

for prices below.

“Shop here and shop there”

the ship-shape shopper would say

or ship it to self

from a shop like e-bay.

The ship-shape shopper

of course she would know

to get shipping that’s free

that’s part of the show!

Ship-shape shopper

at times shops so fast

she becomes a shape-shifter

that’s ship-shape, alas!

So now we have sweet shopping “shoulds”

from a sharp, swell sister

who helps get us the goods.

She is the ship-shape shape-shifter shopper

and no one can stop her!

Theresa M

Be careful out there!!!

One of These Days...

   A day in the life of … anybody. A day can make a difference.

   Recently I went through weeks of being ill, with three weeks of antibiotics, which made me feel sicker. Although I am slowly recovering, I again see what a wimp I am enduring physical pain.

   I have felt worn out, little energy, but I do what I can daily. A little here, a little there. Then my dog got sick last week - diarrhea. It was horrible. I had to confine her, clean up each mess. Poor thing got chapped from all the washing she had to endure. (tip: use aloe vera gel-heals well!)

   So I was frustrated with that (after a few days of treatment for her with boiled chicken, rice, and doses of kaopectate per vet, she is much better!).

   Then of course, another problem-the furnace broke. I did look on the bright side of that: it happened while the temperature was in the 50’s! The next day it was fixed. But costly.

   Through the physical pain, the frustration, the worries, the expenses, (not to mention this happened around voting time!) I felt exhausted. I felt powerless. I felt discouraged.

   I kept praying for God’s help. Even my sister lit votive candles for me (and envisioning those candles brought a sort of comfort in meditation). How much can we bear?

   I kept reminding myself the mantra I try to live by daily:

      “I trust in God and the direction He takes me in life.”

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   Just hold on. Just get through this day.

   The day the furnace got fixed, my dog was happy and diarrhea-free, my achiness and coughing continued but not as bad.

   Things just fell into place in one day.

   I can see why “One Day At a Time” is such an important concept in recovery. Really we have no choice to change the past, may be powerless over many things anyway, and can’t predict tomorrow. We can live in the now. We can have hope. We can trust in God, that He will lead us through.

   Amazing the difference one day can make. I feel more hopeful. I trust in God and the direction He takes me in life.            Theresa M