Thursday, February 04, 2016

Got any spare change?

Personalities.. Looks. Mates. Opinions. Financial status. Stock market. Weather. Undies. Spare. Roller coasters. Tides. Solar/Lunar. Style. Jobs. Choices. Path. Priorities. Self-talk. Motivation. Friends. Waistlines. Commitments. Inputs. Methods. Intensity. Spending.

Uh huh, things that change (or can).. 180’s. Some do 180’s. Some, 360’s. Some change there is no control over. Some changes are ones we very badly want to do – but ain’t got the chutzpah to do so.
We close our eyes and see our perfect person in the mirror, yet, we devour that twinkie anyways.. we puff away “just this one”.. we have another.. we repeat the same behaviors in spite of inching along on the balance beam of intention. We swim toward the wall, but the current keeps us from gaining any ground.

Some change is really really good. A new dog. A new mate. A new job. A new lease on life. A 180. I had cataracts 9 years ago. Doc literally ‘busted’ my lenses, replaced with lens implants. I walked into the Piggly Wiggly shortly after and the change was unreal. Bright, flamboyant, beautiful – I’d trudged in greyness seemingly forever and forever without knowing so. “Po’ but didn’t know it” I believe my mother would have likened it to. My eyes were depressed, so to speak.

For many, change is accompanied by proudness. Cool. Hard work rewards. Change can lift from depression. Sometimes change happens due to luck.

I ain’t no shrink, but I think depression is 360. It’s same ole same ole. Stuck. Treading water –arms that grow tired doing so. Drink, smoke, Candy Crush, online slots, worse, mire. Sleep 12 hours. Sleep zero hours. This usedta be fun. Ashamed. Agitated. Headache. Eat. Don’t eat. Tired.

Miracles, good friends, new mates, better outlooks, self help, 180’s – do/can happen.

Never give up. Each day is a gift, each sunrise a blessing.. Every breathe we take. Life is good, somewhere in there – wait for it. Visualize it. Trust it’ll happen. Up follows down. Teeters totter. Frowns change. Osmosis is real.

Change is a miracle. Striving for even perhaps a greater thing. Love, Victurd


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