Survival Instinct 

I think that deep down we all know that the end is THE END. That we all return to the void that we were before we were conceived. We don’t experience the void because we are not conscious. We don’t exist before conception and we won’t exist again. Otherwise why would there be the survival instinct? We can all TRY to fool ourselves into believing that we believe in an afterlife but if we do then why do we fight to stay in this life or dread death? The pain and scariness of the actual act of DYING is understandable but the terror of being dead forever is ridiculous. We weren’t ALIVE for most of time and even the oldest person’s life is short compared to the the time that they are not alive. Deep down there is a certainty that we will soon be nonexistent again. Nonexistence is the easy part but it is not enjoyable. Even pain and uncertainty are an experience. Nonexistence is the absence of experience and I can see how that can be attractive to people struggling in this life but the beauty is in the struggle. The void may seem beautiful from this side and the thought of never ever struggling again is certainly attractive but the knowledge that it is not only unavoidable but also permanent is reason enough to put it off for as long as possible. If we TRULY believed there was a future to experience after death we would not have a survival instinct that kicks in when our consciousness is threatened. We would not gasp for breath or claw our way to the surface. We would simply relax into our exit or be excited for the adventure of the next phase of existence. We wouldn’t come up with elaborate bed time stories of paradise to comfort us about death. Enjoy life because just like anyone that has ever lived or will live it’s the only one you get. This life is precious and beautiful for no other reason than that it is PRECIOUS and BEAUTIFUL and it doesn’t have to mean a thing.

Thankful anyway

​I’m like an actor on a cheap home shopping channel airing at 1am….you can tell the smile is forced and that I don’t fully believe in what I’m selling…and that I’m exhausted from trying to believe that this is temporary: I’m living someone else’s shitty life. 

Today is just one of those days…

   Everyone has them. I honestly believe today can’t be as bad as yesterday but I’m definitely going through a rough patch. I know tons of people have harder lives but I’m just feeling exhausted and more emotional than usual. Exhaustion and not enough ‘me time’ will do that to most people. “Mamma said there’d be days like this, there’d be days like this, mamma said, mamma said.” (The Shirelles) Mamma also said “life is like a box of choc’lates…you never know what you’re gonna get” (Forest Gump).
   I’m not complaining. My life is just out of balance because I don’t have any time to do the things that have always brought me joy. I don’t get to lay outside and watch the sky. I don’t get to read. I don’t get to have a yoga practice. I don’t get to workout enough to eat the way I love to eat and I can’t have as much luvin’ as I’d like because I enjoy a couple of hours of sex a day and there’s just NOT TIME ANYMORE.
   So of course someone that can hardly ever do what they are naturally inclined to do and is forced to take bullshit from people they would never ever choose to be around at all (let alone 12 hours a day 6 days a week) will have times when they just want to say “fuck it” and go deliciously screw someone sexy during a thunderstorm on a beach during a meteor shower while eating a juicy bacon double cheeseburger and chili cheese fries and drinking a vanilla Bacardi milkshake.
    Maybe one day I will have more time for me. I just have to get through this bs. I love life so much. I love my kids more than can be described. I love the natural world despite what’s been done to it. I am filled with joy at the wonders of life and the Universe but right not my joy feels like it is being sat upon by a big mean ugly troll that screams and curses at me for no reason except that he has low self-esteem even though he has an extremely large ego. I wish I could kill that troll but pretending like his assholery never bothers me will have to suffice. To anyone else having a rough patch: “Hang in there! Nothing lasts forever so enjoy the great things while they last and stay strong through the tough times. I love you so much”

I’m just sayin…

At first I was afraid.
I was petrified.
I kept thinking I could never live
Without you by my side.
But then I spent so many nights
Just thinking how you’d done me wrong.
I grew strong.
I learned how to get along…

    14 months after ‘D’ day and I’m ever exhausted but definitely crying less and growing more into me. I am adapting to being in the workforce after 17.5 years of being a stay at home mom. At this exact moment I am lying in bed after midnight anticipating a busy Sunday. Tired just thinking about everything I’m to do tomorrow but reminding myself that it’s better than being at work all day. Trying to focus on the fact that I GET to do so many things tomorrow because it’s my day off instead of thinking of them as things I HAVE to do.
Laying here reflecting back on the month that has just been put to rest less than an hour ago. Instead of counting sheep I am counting the accomplishments that I have had so far in 2015.        They may seem like a pile of crap to many people but to me they are worth noting and I am kind of proud (without being arrogant) of the things that I have been able to accomplish post-divorce without any financial support from anyone else. I work at a blue color job long hours 24 days a month so that I can provide food & shelter for my two teenage sons and to be honest I would work Sundays too if I had to. Thank Unis that I do NOT have to!
I’m mentally ticking off my small & large accomplishments for the month of January.
1.Paid every bill on time and some of them early
2. Bought groceries every week and never ran out of shampoo, deodorant, detergent etc.
3. Finally bought windsheild wipers for my car
4. Finally got an oil change
5. Bought my extremely talented youngest son a new Fender electric acoustic guitar with a really cool case with backpack type straps.
6. Bought myself some MUCH needed tires for my car. I commute and then play mom’s taxi most days after work and my tires have been worn down to the slick
7. Paid off my car
8. Nobody that knows me would ever believe it would happen but I decided that if my oldest boy is going to be able to start college classes and start preparing for his life he’s going to need a car and besides he needs to start driving himself to church on my one day off….so I bought him a used car, and insurance and a ridiculously overpriced tag. Now he will have his operators license and my youngest is about to get his learners permit and if they are injured in a car accident it will be entirely my fault. I didn’t let them get bikes until they were about 7 and 9 and then it was against my will. I am over protective. I always planned on driving them anywhere they ever needed to go but then I became a single mom and I can’t work and drive them everywhere they need to go. It’s super scary but I have been letting him drive me (even on the interstate at night!) so he can have experience and be a safe driver.
9. Paid February rent while it was still January.
And last but certainly not least
10.Turned down FIVE propositions for illicit affairs with married men. I wasn’t even slightly tempted even though they are PERSISTANT. Seriously wth? Are men not getting any satisfaction at ALL? I don’t get why any man not on a desert island would choose an aged, exhausted, wrinkled used up old bag to desecrate their honorable vows for the first time with. I am not flirty, sexy, touchy feely etc. I am polite. Polite is not a come on goddammit. I have bags under my eyes and I wear big black chunky Dr. Scholls 12 hours a day 6 days a week.
BONUS 11:  Only had ONE delicious dream about somebody that I used to know. It was three nights ago and I only think about it about once a day…and then that’s all I do – think about it then move on.
I know that I still have plenty of growing to do and lots of work to get done. In the month of February I am going to TRY not to get depressed about turning 42. Middle-aged divorcee will not be part of my vocabulary this year. (Fingers crossed).     Just like in any long distance race I like to look at how far I have come rather than how much further I have to go. Especially nowadays since the finish line just keeps getting closer & closer lol…okay enough of that.

The GOOD things…

 PHILOSOPHY KORNER
The GOOD things in life (GOOD sex, GOOD food, GOOD booze, GOOD sleep)  make the BS in life (BS job issues, BS financial issues, BS ex-issues) insignificant and are best when shared. The more of the GOOD stuff you get the less the BS matters. SOOOO give a little get a little and make the world a happier place.

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Waxing Philosophical ( A lot of maybes)

The True You

Maybe you don’t take time to check in with the real you. Maybe you are distracted by the external but the internal is always there and is overflowing with joy/love. That joy/love is the truth of who you are. You are not your thoughts, emotions, physical self or your circumstances. This is great news for some people and not so great (at first) for others.
Some people have elevated opinions of themselves and their perfect body, high IQ scores, beautiful home, awesome car, all the right friends and a seemingly seamlessly choreographed home life. Some people have low opinions of themselves even though to others they seem to have it all together. Whether your circumstances seem wonderful or seem horrible to you or others you cheat yourself if you define yourself by them. The real you is perfect all of the time. The real you doesn’t judge at all. The real you doesn’t age. The real you doesn’t need gadgets and gizmos. The real you is pure.
Once you can accept who you really are and begin to live as your true self you can not be defeated. If you can’t seem to find the real you I will tell you that you already have at some point. Better yet the real you sometimes doesn’t wait for the surface you to check in. The real you will sometimes bubble up like a spring through the rocky ground and pour joy and a sense of well-being all over you. Anytime you get that overwhelming sense of LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL for apparently no reason at all that is you checking in with the distracted you. Usually when this happens we attribute it to something else. A beautiful sunset, a real hug from a loved one, watching our children sleep or even a fave song coming on while you are alone and can really JAM OUT. These things are not the cause of your joy, it’s just that the real you can’t stay hidden in the background when the rest of you is experiencing something marvelous. I think of it as singing along at a concert. The real you and the surface you will harmonize when you stop to notice how spectacular life can be. The real you will jump up and shout “YES!! This is what life is about!”
Perhaps you believe these happy feelings are naturally present BECAUSE you are enjoying yourself and this is true to a degree. There are things that bring us pleasure. They tap in to the true you. Things that you enjoy can nudge the true you awake. I am not describing a happy ‘feeling’ or ‘feeling’ of joy. Language doesn’t always do justice to truths. Sometimes philosophizing about immaterial things is like trying to describe a color or a taste to someone that has never experienced anything similar that they can compare it to. Sometimes it’s like trying to describe the way 9 tastes. What I am trying to describe is not the feeling of joy but JOY itself. At some point in your existence (even in difficult circumstances) you’ve probably gotten an overwhelming sense of amazement, comfort, peace, joy and serenity from what seems like out of nowhere and you just KNEW everything was alright. Many philosophies have many explanations for this experience. I say it’s the true you checking in.
Life force is bigger than your body and your brain and your life span. Maybe your traditions call you a spirit or even a soul. Maybe you believe you’re connected with the Divine. Maybe you think of the real you as the Divine. Then again, maybe you don’t believe you are more than you can conceive of with your own brain. Maybe you don’t believe in a divinity or a force greater than you. Maybe you believe that no one will ever figure out the exact truth of existence and that people who claim to have figured it out only figured out their own truth but that it doesn’t apply to you. Maybe for you it’s nothingness before you were born and nothingness when you’re gone. Maybe you’re elated or terrified by what you THINK exists for you beyond your lifespan. Whatever you call your true self doesn’t change anything. You don’t have to name the breath to experience it….in fact you don’t even have to believe that breath exists but it will still flow through you.

I took this photo of the moon using my phone and my small telescope.

I took this photo of the moon using my phone and my small telescope.

Lightning strike

Lightning strike

Rainbow on the way home

Rainbow on the way home

Fountain & sunset - combining two of my favorite things :)

Fountain & sunset – combining two of my favorite things 🙂

Lighthouse & sunrise - combining two of my favorite things :) ....the lighthouse still shining even though it can't outshine the sun ( which isn't it's job in the 1st place)

Lighthouse & sunrise – combining two of my favorite things 🙂 ….the lighthouse still shining even though it can’t outshine the sun ( which isn’t it’s job in the 1st place)

Beautiful day at the beach...water, cluds, sky all perfect

Beautiful day at the beach…water, clouds, sky all perfect

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If you can't tell I LOVE sunrises and sunsets.

If you can’t tell I LOVE sunrises and sunsets.

I LOVE clouds and stormy days too. Storms are powerful and beautiful.

I LOVE clouds and stormy days too. Storms are powerful and beautiful.

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Beautiful Saturday no matter who you are

Beautiful Saturday West Palm Beach

Beautiful Saturday West Palm Beach

Regardless and irrespective of the economy, the government, how you feel about the Affordable Care Act, how much money you do or don’t have, your belief system or your sexual predilection (even if you are currently abstaining) ISN’T TODAY BEAUTIFUL!? Breathing in that low humidity cooler air just makes me feel great! It’s like magic. °☉¸☉°   It’s currently 70 degrees with 61 percent humidity and this makes for a fabulous Saturday

Kiddo’s Philosophical Minute (aka: Run-on Sentence Ramble):

“Sometimes when you’re traveling new territory you get lost but usually not forever and occasionally you see things and meet people you would’ve never experienced had you stayed on what you thought of as ‘your path’ ” ~ Kiddo