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Love does not consist of gazing at each other, but in looking outward together in the same direction.

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Love does not consist of gazing at each other,
but in looking outward together in the same direction.
~Antoine de Saint-Exupéry~

UGHS AND JOYS, in which we journal our one-to-three highs and one-to-three lows of the day, more or less.

Okay, let’s get the UGHS out of the way…..

UGH ONE:

The shooting in Orlando sucks. And it serves as another reminder that we value the right of certain people (not everyone) to do whatever the hell they want more than we value the right of everyone to live safely in this country.

I spend a lot of time researching places to live and I would sign up in a second for a place where all guns are banned.

As an advocate for increased resources for the treatment of mental illness, I assure you that making change in healthcare privacy laws is just slightly harder than making changes in gun laws.

UGH TWO:

I didn’t get outside enough on Monday. I spent more time than usual in the car (ugh) and less time than usual in the woods.

I had to apologize to the dog ten times over.

But we’ll just do double woods the rest of the week, so it all works out.

UGH THREE:

I ate the last Fruttare.  😦

These bars are addictive. And amazing.

And, as the 12-year old niece likes to say, each one has four servings of fruit!

I have no idea whether that’s actually correct but I’m tired of debating facts with her and losing.

Never enter into debate with someone who watches YouTube around the clock.

JOY ONE:

I met with someone today who has a similar vision of a social impact licensing business. It’s very exciting.  And hopeful. And even if we don’t end up partnering, it’s nice to fee closer to finding the right combination of partners for social impact licensing.

It feels like doing GOOD work is much closer to happening.

And that feels really GOOD.

JOY TWO:

Somebody gave me a zipfizz yesterday. He even mixed it into a bottle of water for me and shook it appropriately after observing me shake it ineffectively.

Is ineffectively even a word?

So this stuff is supposed to make me feel like a better man. Or something like that.

I have no idea whether it worked but I’ll say this: I felt GREAT just hoping it would work.

I’ll give it a month and get back to you. If I don’t get back to you, it might have killed me.

JOY THREE:

School is out for summer for one niece.  The others end school next week.

No school means more sleepovers.

That’s Joy. That’s Yay. That’s Fun. ❤

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Switching gears, today’s strip was an ode to coffee.

Because it’s coffee.
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Hope your ughs are few and your Joys great.

xoxoxo, d

The Problem with Quiet

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If Quiet comes to you easily, this isn’t the blog for you.

If the idea of actual Quiet doesn’t scare you on even some micro and impossibly invisible level, then you’re in the wrong place.

But if Quiet is a struggle for you, in even the tiniest way, keep reading.

First, we should probably define what Quiet means, which, of course, we can’t.

Because Quiet is different for every person. And Quiet, for even one person, is different at different times.

Which is the problem with Quiet.

Quiet is like Success, Happiness, Joy, Relaxation, Accomplishment and any other words that sweep too broadly to be defined without further information.

Try it. Gather more than one person in a room and ask them their definitions of Success, Happiness, Joy, Relaxation, Accomplishment or anything else you can think of. Sure, there might be some overlap in themes, but mostly there won’t be overlap. Because people are different. And even if there’s overlap, it generally becomes narrower once defined.

For instance, you and I gather in a room, virtual or otherwise.  And we answer this question:

“What do you want most of all?”

And, just for the sake of this essay being shorter than Anna Karenina, let’s say we both say happiness.

Let’s just say we both say happiness, even though I would never say that.

But let’s just say.

Okay. We both want happiness most of all.

But what does happiness mean? For me, it would probably be good health and/or the closest thing possible to the absence of stress. But I wouldn’t call that happiness since I have issues with the word happiness.

But I digress. For you, happiness might be something more exciting like true love and world peace. Who knows?

Or maybe your happiness would be roller derby and flea markets. Who knows?

Because even if you knew what your happiness would be, you’d have to think about what your happiness would be for now. And for later. And for after later.

It’s not that you would need to know exactly what your happiness would be, but it would be helpful – and insightful – to understand that your current happiness might not do if for you as much later. It would be helpful to allow yourself to allow your definition of happiness to change.

Because wants, needs, resources, unavoidable conditions and general ideas about life will change your perspective on happiness over time.

Which brings us to Quiet. And I’ll assume you can see where I’m headed. Because you’re smart.

Your definition of Quiet is very personal to you. And it’s a ‘for now‘ definition that is susceptible to change over time.

And so, the problem with Quiet is that it’s a useless word without further information.

So it pissed me off today when I heard Oprah say something about getting quiet so that you could find your true self.

I know Oprah shouldn’t piss me off. I like Oprah. I do.

I respect her journey. And her discoveries. And her contributions. I do.

But I worry that so many people are listening to Oprah and thinking that getting quiet works for everyone. Or that it’s easy. Or that it’s automatically better than being unquiet.

And I know Oprah doesn’t mean for any of those interpretations to be interpreted, but Oprah has experienced a lot more than the average person has experienced. Oprah knows what all different sorts of quiet sound like and feel like. When Oprah talks about Quiet, she is talking from a place of knowing all about Quiet.

But most people don’t know about Quiet. Because their life isn’t Quiet.

Or because the lives of those around them aren’t Quiet.

Or because, for them, Quiet has been a hurtful experience and eventually Quiet becomes a thing they avoid.

I’m sure that Oprah would agree with that, but she doesn’t need to think about it. Because she has many, many, many resources that enable her to achieve the exact kind of Quiet she needs to achieve in order to be with her inner true self.

I don’t mean to end on a noisy or disturbing note. I just mean to say that when you hear the word Quiet, don’t think it has to be the kind of Quiet you see in the magazines in line at Whole Foods or in the Oprah magazine article that tells you to take walk in the woods.

Quiet is your Quiet. It’s how you define Quiet to be for you and for you for now.

And, just for the record, I prefer my Quiet to be not so quiet.

xoxo, d