Lighten Up

I’ve been quite bored of late. Not that I’m not busy with living or anything. More busy revamping, reorganizing the way I’ve been looking at the whole living experience.

How I fit in to the whole scheme of things, or maybe more to the point how I want to fit into it. Trying to do it just doesn’t seem to work out too well usually. Yet with all I have read over the last two decades we are all part and parcel of the same thing. Me joined to you you joined to me, to all the flowers an the bees. That kind of thing.

The one thing that does ring pretty loud these days is lighten up. Look at that now. We all hear it all the time. Oh come on, lighten up would ya. Time to lighten up isn’t it.

Have you ever really given it much thought? Afteral, it’s just a couple of words strung together to mean…what?

There’s lighten. It’s an adjective right. To lighten your load, to drop some stuff on the side of the road so you can carry on a bit easier. To feel lighter. To add more light to a room or place so you can see better. Not as full. To laugh a bit and break up the density of the moment when it becomes a little tense.

Then there’s up. Pretty obvious one here. Opposite of down, to raise. Movin on up, to the east side. To increase.

So maybe by getting rid of the crap in the suitcase the ability to be clearer, more full of joy and actually living your life, maybe that’s the way to go.

So lighten up would ya. Get to the real job here. Living your life.

Not so Lazy Monday

I haven’t really put anything together for this post. As usual, my mind is wandering. Not that I’ve been distracted by too many voices or shiny things on the road, more just readjusting life things.

I’ve been hit with the paradox stick again. Too much of being in the head and over analyzing I xpect.

Though usually some interesting bits come from it I’ll take a day to grok it all and cooe back to you with that.

So for today, it’s share a pic day. I love going through Deviant Art. So many amazing and incredible pieces. I could get lost there for more time than I care to admit.

Hope you enjoy.

Back In The Saddle

Wow, it’s been over a month since I’ve blogged. Anywhere. Now back in the saddle again and I feel great. Strange how you miss these little excursions into writing.

After going through moving to three different hosts to find one that will fit my needs, this time I found a home for awhile. At least the next few months. I don’t want to have to go through this again for a bit.

There’s been so much going on getting prepped for surgery next month.  A real statement for  me anyway, about mindset. I won’t write about that right now, suffice it to say I’ll be ready after tomorrow.

That’s it for right now. I’ll get back to some realer  ( is that even a word ) writing tomorrow after my journey to the city. For now it’s just good to be back up and running writing.

Checking In, Not Out

I wasn’t sure what to title this post. Likely I should think and repost afterwards.

Here’s the story.

Two days ago, a man I have come to call friend and mentor had a bit of a slip. It could’ve been fatal. It wasn’t. Thankfully. His names Pat O’Bryan an he’s a pretty special character.

While on vacation at his country place in Texas, he kinda slipped up.

Out in the desert away from everyone he decided to try out his new pistol. Looking for snakes to hunt and not finding any he decided to use an old board as a target.

The first shot was good and after it he let the pistol come down. The only problem with that was he forgot to take his finger off the trigger and ended up clicking off another round. The bad part about this is it went through him.

Through his thigh. Two holes. One in, one out. Along with that I’m pretty sure there was some blood loss happening. He didn’t elaborate on that much. Just going on personal experience there. He made it to his truck and fortunately a first aid kit. Then to the hospital.

What is strange about the whole thing is he twittered what was happening. Not long after he had done this he sent a twitter and it popped up on my computer screen.

My first thought being, damn something bad had happened and the next auto response to that was to start to worry. Then, all this happening in the blink of an eye in my mind, no , send good vibes not worry. Chances are fairly good that he needs that more.

Well, he’s okay. He’s home. Resting and going over a lot of things right now. The lesson to be taken away from the situation, how he’s got horseshoes up his butt, and why he’s still here.

When something like this happens it is on a level life altering. I speak from my own near death experience. Though it was from moving on a self destructive path, the results could have been the same. Death.

Afterwards there are always a lot of questions. The why me? what do I do now? What really really is important to me? who have I not told I love? So many, many more things go through your mind.

In the blink of an eye, everyone you care about comes to you. In the blink of an eye you see everything and question it all. In the blink of an eye it can all be over. No time for regrets or shoulda coulda moments.

I guess what I’m saying here is the lesson I learned from my experience, well one anyways, was that what matters most is being aware and experiencing and appreciating every little thing that comes in and goes through your life.

Take nothing for granted. Because in the blink of an eye, everything can change. I’ll expand on this further in another post. But for now. I had to get this out of my head and down where I can see it , where I can share it.