What strategies do you use to cope with negative feelings?
Humor sometimes.
I was writing an essay yesterday.
The first paragraph is my writing.
The second must have picked up by a phone conversation in the other room mixed with one with my son in Berlin.
There was a social event in our neighborhood that I didn’t really want to go to. It was a meeting where we argued over large subjects such as how many trees to plant in the park and what vendor we should hire to refill the dogs poop bags. Our agenda today was to check the speed bumps over on Lincoln Road.
Hey, are you home? Call go how was the flight? How long was it? That’s not bad. How much did that cost you? Just just curious what do you remember? What airline are you serious? No wow that’s pretty cool. That was she says on the phone with her friend from Connecticut
One could live a hyperbolic life full of clichés. If you don’t put all your eggs in one basket, hard times could be less severe.
You live life one day at a time and concentrate on the task at hand.
I’m not one forgiving unsolicited advice but by all means live your life through the eyes of a child. We are fortunate to have three and five-year-olds in our life. Their enthusiasm is infectious.
What’s something you’ve forgiven but haven’t forgotten?
I was not immune to going to new schools. By eighth grade, I was going to my seventh or eighth new school. There is always a conundrum of where one sits in the cafeteria.
I carried my lunch and looked for a seat in the crowded cafeteria. I sat down with four other young men who obviously knew each other. And by all means they didn’t like me sitting there. They harassed the living shit out of me. There was no ringleader, but one person named Jim was especially an antagonistic.
There was never anything physical and I was more fit than all of these men.
In retrospect, why does having the acceptance of these for men even matter but in eighth grade that is of Paramount importance?
I didn’t say a word, I ate my smoky burger in peace. I wasn’t clever or confident enough to fight back.. I’m not talking fist fight that’s not my nature.
Somewhere along the line I broke that code. After a while, they accepted me in their circle. The weird thing about the dynamic. is these these four, they were part of the academic minded group in our school.
In later years I would sit in calculus with these four and I became friends with each and every one of them indifferent situations. Some sports teams with me any other words just interesting people.
No smoky burgers for you
I have no idea why they harassed me so hard that I never followed up on it. I did run into the ring later Jim as he and his wife were in Seattle for a Penn State football game.
We are all capable of change. One of my deep seated, not proven axioms in life is that first impressions are overrated.
When it comes to love, there seems to be no rhyme nor reason and sometimes it’s just too late to turn back now. I remember hearing this song in the back of my parents Chevy Monte Carlo. Cornelius Brothers and sister Rose were far ahead of their times.
My mama told me She said, son, please beware There’s this thing called love And it’s everywhere
She told me, she can break your heart And put you in misery Since I met this little woman I believe it’s happened to me Let me tell you
It’s too late to turn back now I believe, I believe, I believe I’m falling in love It’s too late to turn back now I believe, I believe, I believe I’m falling in love
It is all good as I learned. I really like this genre of music.. I’m not a nostalgia driven listener of music but in the words of the late Peter Schickele if it sounds good, it is good
The question one must ask what does it mean to live. As we scale up and down Maslow’s hierarchy of needs we attain I hire degree of living.
Today there is somebody waking up under a bridge happy the storms of last night weren’t so bad and the shelter has baked beans and cornbread.
By pure definition, living is existing in this world and intuitively we know that is not enough.
Many say they can’t exist with out their handy (cell phone) but yes you can and you have before. I went six hours yesterday without my handy and I was surprised to find out I survived. (Making fun of myself).
The question should read what we find essential in order to thrive. I found (must of us knew this) that it is nice to walk this planet with a pocketful of hope.
It is true in any language
Man muss sich die Frage stellen: Was bedeutet es, zu leben? Je höher oder tiefer wir auf Maslows Bedürfnispyramide steigen, desto mehr oder weniger Lebensqualität erreichen wir.
Heute wacht jemand unter einer Brücke auf und ist froh, dass die Stürme der letzten Nacht nicht so schlimm waren und es in der Notunterkunft gebackene Bohnen und Maisbrot gibt.
Rein definitorisch bedeutet Leben, in dieser Welt zu existieren, und intuitiv wissen wir, dass das nicht ausreicht.
Viele sagen, sie könnten ohne ihr Handy nicht leben, aber doch, das kann man, und das hat man auch schon früher geschafft. Ich habe gestern sechs Stunden ohne mein Handy verbracht und war überrascht, dass ich es überlebt habe. (Ich mache mich selbst ein bisschen lustig.)
Die Frage sollte lauten: Was halten wir für unverzichtbar, um zu gedeihen? Ich habe festgestellt (die meisten von uns wussten das schon), dass es schön ist, mit einer Tasche voller Hoffnung auf diesem Planeten unterwegs zu sein.
