Today´s picture is from my husband´s beautiful garden. This week, good friends gave us a six-apartment starling box. Our newest friend suffers a lot from both ADHD and PTSD. Some nights he can´t sleep, and on such a night, he built this piece of art for us.
This Summer is different due to the many unrelenting heat waves. Pretty sure this is a direct result of human wrongdoing on poor Mother Earth; I felt terrible yesterday evening. I just couldn´t handle the heat.
But today, it´s somewhat more relaxed, which is why I am writing this while it is still morning. Listening to Bachman Turner Overdrive, it is easy to express my deepfelt gratitude toward both life´s days in the Sun and its many challenges.
Here, from my point of view, in the southern part of Denmark, Friday became essential for us all out of nowhere. Freedom in speech and writing is worth fighting for. My sincere wishes for a fast recovery go to Mr. Salman Rushdie.
With starling boxes in the garden during yet another unrelenting heat wave, it is impossible not to feel happy and content with life here at this paradisic spot on Mother Earth.
I will attend an important meeting with my counselor and my boss on Wednesday next week at the social house where I have been working voluntarily for about two months.
I have asked for more hours, as I find this kind of work so enlightening, so well-suited for my ever-changing moods, and so mentally refreshing that I would like to work more hours to practice the art of working part-time despite being early retired.
In my country, it is possible to work a little bit even though you can no longer work full-time and support yourself.
During more than twelve years of recovery from both physical and mental disabilities, I have received a lot of professional help. Now, I feel I have the capacity necessary to give something back to others who need empathy, respect, and recognition, too.
And if not now, then when (author still unknown, anyone?)?
This week, I have used fitness in the local gym as a tool for equal parts of a much-needed vent of frustration over humanity in general and a highly-needed weight loss campaign. For eight weeks, that is.
I feel that now, the present moment is the best time of my life so far.
Although my moods swing again-again to the lower point, I have somehow managed to short-circuit myself by engaging in as much work as possible.
Knowing that my bipolar mind always does precisely that, work is meditation to me. So this week, I did a lot of little, sometimes unseen and unheard, daily chores.
Being busy with the little things in life, we humans should be spending the majority of time given by the Universe.
Rather than fighting and over-spending, as seems to be the current tendency, even though some, including yours truly, long ago changed their ways.
Today, fourteen years ago, my husband and I met. At a bar. And feel in love instantly.
Many I love you´s and equally many quarrels later, we are still in love, care for each other, and have been married for thirteen years.
It is a unique joyride, something that only happens once in a lifetime, and a complete game-changer to me. He makes me want to become the best possible version of myself, no matter the challenge or circumstance.
And today, we will be celebrating with an entrecote, salad, and home-grown potatoes. Topped with some ice cream, it will be a relaxed day, as the temperature from early morning on has cried “Hot!”
And now, as the morning has changed into early afternoon, my husband, the three philosophical cats, and the little wise, old dog enjoy their recuperation time.
I sit with a fan on, trying to let go of the feeling of yet another of the hot flashes that menopause and living like a Crone bring along.
In my living room, with old-school music in my ears, having the time of my life as everything feels fine right here and right now.
It began as a fun and not-so-busy week. And now, a new one is right before me, as if a time machine has just passed without anybody noticing.
Fourteen years, where have they gone???
Now, we are here, and our sole goal is to make the most of everything, using every split second to work for the common good of ourselves and others.
It will be with an even stricter budget, beginning as soon as possible. In the news, they reported a new rise in the heating costs that will probably affect us. Therefore, I will save some extra money on my budget account just in case we have to pay more than we already do.
But although we live in troubled times, staying positive helps remaining sane in the chaos that the world seems to be caught up with these years.
So, here we get up every morning, intending only to do our best no matter what and to never give up, but instead learn and grow time and time again.
It is my only answer to the ongoing change of moods in my mind, my osteoarthritis, and every challenge that life throws at me.
Because I know it works and that hard work pays off eventually.
Life´s too short for whining and complaining; besides, being reprimanded by a calm person is much worse than being constantly cried at by anger.
These were the words for today; now, let us online pray together for world peace.
May your week be blessed with happiness, inner peace, good health, and kindness, dear readers and followers. May the peoples of Mother Earth reconcile and cooperate about freedom and working for the common good. And may my moods stay stable and reliable for a long time.
As we all will it, so mote it be.
Merry meet and merry part and merry meet again.
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