¹ turning over small matters to the care of the POWER that fuels my recovery ¹
Posted: Sun, Mar 9, 2014 10:05:16 PM
results in peace of mind and a refreshed perspective on life
so i am not quite sure what seed i will use or anything, but i have decided, that at least for today, i will write down my thoughts, after spending a few minutes getting in touch with the POWER that fuels my recovery.
man is it quiet here! unlike any of the resorts we have been in before, this one is way out in the sticks and as a result the ambient noise level is practically nil. it was a very long day yesterday, and one where one small thing after another just seemed to add up. amazingly i was the voice of reason and di not tell the woman who shared our shuttles service to shut the FVCK up. 4 hours of non-stop chatter about nothing, it kind of make me wonder about the state of our education system, when someone like her, is teaching second graders.
dump de dump de dum, time to move on.
molehills into mountains, yes quite a topic. once upon a time, everything that did not go my way bugged the living sh!t out of me. i would manipulate and try to force the situation to go in the manner i desired, even when it was events that i had absolutely no power over, such as the weather. in fact, the weather i am come to expect living where i do, is one of those triggers that sets me off. yes it is true, it gets cold and snows in the winter time, i get that, i accept that, and i can make allowances for that. what gets me rolling down the path of discontent is this attitude of self-entitled drivers that i share the road with, on my daily travels to and from work. i could launch into a whole polemic about what bad drivers they are and so on, but this morning i think i will leave it at that. there is no roar of the highway, no incesseenct hum of automobile engines, no sirens, in fact that only thing i hear is bird-calls, which were once upon a time something that drove me to distraction as well.
anyhow it is time to clean-up and face our day of doing nothing. it is a good day to be clean and even a better one to be out of the daily grind.
so i am not quite sure what seed i will use or anything, but i have decided, that at least for today, i will write down my thoughts, after spending a few minutes getting in touch with the POWER that fuels my recovery.
man is it quiet here! unlike any of the resorts we have been in before, this one is way out in the sticks and as a result the ambient noise level is practically nil. it was a very long day yesterday, and one where one small thing after another just seemed to add up. amazingly i was the voice of reason and di not tell the woman who shared our shuttles service to shut the FVCK up. 4 hours of non-stop chatter about nothing, it kind of make me wonder about the state of our education system, when someone like her, is teaching second graders.
dump de dump de dum, time to move on.
molehills into mountains, yes quite a topic. once upon a time, everything that did not go my way bugged the living sh!t out of me. i would manipulate and try to force the situation to go in the manner i desired, even when it was events that i had absolutely no power over, such as the weather. in fact, the weather i am come to expect living where i do, is one of those triggers that sets me off. yes it is true, it gets cold and snows in the winter time, i get that, i accept that, and i can make allowances for that. what gets me rolling down the path of discontent is this attitude of self-entitled drivers that i share the road with, on my daily travels to and from work. i could launch into a whole polemic about what bad drivers they are and so on, but this morning i think i will leave it at that. there is no roar of the highway, no incesseenct hum of automobile engines, no sirens, in fact that only thing i hear is bird-calls, which were once upon a time something that drove me to distraction as well.
anyhow it is time to clean-up and face our day of doing nothing. it is a good day to be clean and even a better one to be out of the daily grind.