Things have changed…

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Throwing my opinions out on the proverbial table has been pretty much the norm, for me.  Until now.

Prior to all this, my pandemically-political, thoughts and ideas shared with others gave way to a few laughs or, of course, some healthy debate.  Not so much anymore.  Things have changed.  Drastically.

Well, of course, I do it here, on my personal “turf” and whoever doesn’t approve can simply move on.  Respect my right to believe as I do and to support what I feel is important.  I’ll do the same for everyone else.  It’s a two-way street.  At least it once was.  Now, there’s a “Stop Sign” waiting every time you venture out to express your thoughts on some sensitive subject.  Or event.

The current national turbulence has changed the dynamics of free-thinking and the right to express same.  Either the PC Police wait in the background with their digital handcuffs or you get slammed from people you know, all waving their criticisms in the air like flyswatters at a picnic.

None of this drama will end easily.  Or soon.  A revolution is unfolding, day by day. Sadly, the social media playgrounds where friends and families once gathered have become cold war zones.  I doubt if there will ever be a common ground of respect for how each of us feels on either a topic or current event.  No matter what people believe, or that which they hold close in their hearts, sharing any in a public environment sets the stage for volatile theatrics from all sides.  Everyone wants change that is fundamental, dramatic and often irreversible.  Change is a form of evolution which involves the ability to be trustworthy, transparent and to think systematically.  Mix up evolution with revolution and anarchy takes center stage.

A desire to make a difference, to create a positive life balance for everyone is a manifestation of our evolution and wanting to create change born from a specific awareness.   In an ideal world, this might seem simple but, as long as the wars over opinions and beliefs become more widespread, we all have become our own worst enemies. 

In this year of 2020 and on this very day, I think we can all identify with the words of Deepak Chopra…” All great changes are preceded by chaos”.  Wishful thinking, at best, as our country is wrapped in a cloak of chaotic uncertainty.

 

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I can do anything better than you…

 

From Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop…Write about something you are better at than your spouse.

Wow.  If ever there was a proverbial loaded gun in a writing prompt, this is it!

It all started with Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus.  Remember that book, written way back in 1992 by John Gray and how it focused on how each sex is acclimated to its own planet’s society and customs, but not to those of the other?

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I have a copy.  I refer to it, often.  Sometimes, I just want to throw the book at The Husband.

What…am I better at than my spouse?  Something?  Just one thing?  You must be kidding me!

For starters, I am…more organized than he.  The fact that, each and every time, when he cannot…find his glasses, his phone, the remote, his car keys, socks, underwear…I am in front of him approximately three seconds after his outburst, holding any, maybe all, of the above.

I put thoughts together more quickly than The Husband.  Any time he starts a conversation with “Remember that cranky guy who came into our business?”, I give him a name, date, description of what cranky guy wore on that day and what he purchased.

Here’s a BIG one…driving.   Car rides are always a test of patience.  And, from my “riding shotgun” side, a test of survival.  The Husband has a need to always adjust everything in the car… mirrors, volume, seat (okay, I’m short and he’s not so he has to move the seat back so his knees don’t hit the dashboard)…in any event, when he makes these adjustments, while driving, he tends to swerve.  I yell, he yells.  He drives faster than the speed limit because my car has front and rear laser radar detection.  He speeds, I yell.  He yells back.

And one more…cooking.  I am a pretty decent chef in my own right.  The Husband does not cook.  Ever.  Well, he did once, a long time ago.  He made an entire box of Uncle Ben’s rice.  A 2 lb. box.  20 servings.  He has since been banned from the kitchen.

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Last one.  Answering questions from our Grandkids.  When The Husband is comfortable with a given topic thrown out by one of the kids, there is no holding him back.  Or shutting him up.  Now and then, he’ll lapse into a blank stare, trying desperately to come up with an answer but I can see he’s like a drowning rat on a sinking ship.  He gives me a knowing, pleading, look and, of course,  Grandma always saves the day!

Yes, indeed.  Men and women are from different planets and can spend a lifetime together, never working out all which makes them unique in their relationship.  It can be difficult, consuming and downright exhausting.  But, as John Gray quoted…“Fortunately perfection is not a requirement for creating great relationships.”  

 

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Untold stories…

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Life should be about how we choose to react to what happens around us and what we’re able to make out of it.  We learn to almost reassemble our struggles into something positive.

Sometimes…we all need struggles in our lives, without any random obstacles, we might not be as strong as what we could have been.  Depending on how we choose to handle them, that will dictate just how hard our struggles are.  Either you meet these challenges head on or become a victim, choosing to lie down, play dead, and hope that if you ignore things long enough, all will simply disappear.

Choices.  We all have them and what is most important is how we face life, the steps we take in getting through struggles and make our lives better.  Even through those consuming hard times.

Battles.  Each one of us has our own; no one person has it any worse than another.  We each deal with things differently and what might be downright catastrophic to you might just be another day at the office for me.

As I put this post together, have to admit I impressed myself.  For a brief moment.  There’s a story here, untold, plain and simple, my personal struggle with much in my own life.   Sharing meaningful thoughts with others, attempting to impart some wisdom to someone else, can be so much easier than looking in the mirror at the reflection of what makes you…you.

I’m no different than anyone else who deals with things they cannot understand, or control.  Probably what haunts me the most are all the unanswered questions in my own life, unfulfilled dreams, damaged relationships and running out of time to make so many wrongs…right.

And maybe,  so many of these issues were always meant to be as I’m reminded of the Serenity Prayer…God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change; the courage to change the things I can; and the wisdom to know the difference.

 

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