Speaking one’s mind

I just wrote a note on a blog to someone that is not in a very good place right now.  I’m sharing this here because it might also be relevant to anyone else that might stumble across this entry and hopefully it might help them to see things from a different perspective than the one they’re entertaining right now.  Of course, this is not to proclaim that I have the answer, or that I’m right in any way or form, but that I too have a voice and an opinion and want to share it with you, just in case it helps you in some way.

What I wrote:

‘What does it take to be heard, to be noticed, to be wanted, to be loved? There are no formulas nor algorithms (even though you’ll hear many proclaiming that there is) that will provide you with an answer to those questions.

People are more often than not overly preoccupied in their own lives and living inside their own heads to stop and be in the moment and look up, notice someone else for a change. Everyone is sporting their own life story along with the many and multifaceted layers that each life owns, yours included.

Being single doesn’t make you inferior to those that are not. In fact, the opposite is true. Those that are coupled often wish they were single and wonder how on earth they allowed themselves to be in their ‘coupled’ situation. Bottom line is that the coupled are jealous of the single, and their insecurities around the single is amplified to the extreme that they will say stupid things like Demi Lovato’s quote, ”You ain’t nobody ‘til you got somebody.” Like seriously? What a lot of croc! To believe such a thing is to enable the banner of superiority that couples have of themselves over the singles. Who the hell ever stated that one is better than the other? Who? And besides, who gives a fuck if you’re married or single? What does that have to do with anything, with life?

We all have a life to live. We live because we are in a biological body, an organism among the many on earth that are external to it and also internal to it. The idea that people should be coupled stems from a longing that is perpetuated in romanticism. A single person can live a good life without buying into the ideology of the coupled and the married. Live the life you want and live it for you and don’t give a fuck about what anyone else thinks. Who cares what they think? Why should you care? Primordially, people are social creatures, and being coupled can be something that most people aspire to, but it isn’t the only objective in life. The objective is to survive the life you are born into and to make the most of what you have right now. Not what is to come, what once was, but what is ‘present’ right now, what you need to deal with right now. Anything else, is surplus to our existence and just another layer to consider and to take into account.
Remember who you are. You are not the sum of all the people you know or have known. You are the sum of all that you were born into and the sum of all that can ever be. No-one can take from you all that you are and all that you will become. Your life is your own and only you can make that heart of yours beat, the lungs in your chest to breathe the air that you are born to breathe. Live and let live. Life is too short to think or believe that your life is of a lesser value than that of another. Everyone on this Earth has value, even if they don’t believe it of themselves. The sum of all of us makes us one.’

Are single people really that caught up in wanting to find their significant other?

I know that in my younger years I may have aspired to such thinking and beliefs, but that was a long time ago.  I woke up one day in my 40’s and thought, no more, this is it, and in making my decision I don’t feel like I’m missing out, far from it.  And that is the crux of it all.

I hope my note to the blogger is received in good faith, because I just had to say something.

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Whatever your relationship status…is this you?

Girl Rebuilt

A friend on Facebook shared the following video and I felt the need to share it with you guys.

Nine years ago was the last time I was “single.” I had opened an account on what I think back then was Match.com. I created a profile, chose my cutest pic and then, I checked out the pool of fish I was swimming in to see if there was anyone I might want to meet. I scrolled through bad photos and horrifyingly mundane profiles and an even worse list of interests (walks on the beach?). At any rate, I sat there, in front of my PC, and I burst into tears. Is this all that’s left? I thought. What’s worse was that I was being told this was the only way to meet guys. Online. Whether we had apps for dating back then or not I don’t recall. I never got…

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Coffee anyone?

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Photo: Gina (c)

 

The cafe had just opened.

I’m the first customer there.

I sat behind that table, under the shade of a tree.

My dog Pixi resting on the ground beneath me, panting.

The staff are busily setting up shop.

A waitress takes my order,

a flat white, and a scone with cream and jam.

Immersed in the splendour of my view.

Lots of vivid green, everywhere, it’s nature at its best.

I breathed in the damp morning air.

My order is served.

My taste buds are tantalised by a combination of bitter and sweet.

My view viscerally absorbed through my eyes and within me.

There is beauty everywhere.

Indeed, life is a miracle.

I’m so grateful.

 

Gina (c)

 

 

 

A book review

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I finished reading this book today.

What did I think of this book?
I gave it a 3/5 rating.

From the onset, I immediately liked what I was reading, but as I progressed further and further into the book, I started losing interest. This is not to discount the author and his superior knowledge on this subject, with all due respect, but more about my mindset at the time of reading this book.

Let me explain.

I’m by no means an expert on meditation or on any science around the philosophy of meditation and enlightenment, so my boredom came about because I felt like I’d acquired this knowledge before, either through having read similar, or from having explored meditation in my earlier life (this sounds arrogant of me, but I promise you, it’s not intended to sound like that at all), and because the author tended to sermonise too much, in my opinion, which I found very annoying.

I think that the minute I realised this about the book, is about the time that I simply switched off and lost interest, but regardless, I still read it to the end, because I don’t like leaving books unfinished and at least wanted to give the author the due respect to read his book to the end.

Having said this, there were bits in the book that resonated with me, especially because it seemed ‘common core’ as the author puts it.  The bits where he speaks of questioning an emotion and getting an answer, and suddenly the emotion is gone! I’ve done this many times before in the course of my entire life, and I was thrilled that the author had also had this experience.  An example of this experience would be in which I’d suddenly be in a situation where I’d placed a judgement call (be it subconsciously) of someone new to me, and because of that judgement call, I’d find myself feeling aggravated, only to then realise in an instant that I’m feeling this way and to check-in with myself and ask the magic question, why? Why am I feeling this way about that person? And as soon as I’d get my answer, it’s like an epiphany and the sky opens up and the angels in the universe are all suddenly playing a harp together, and instantly, whatever feelings and thoughts I had of that person,  positive or negative, it’s gone.

Other than that, the other stuff in his book, was ‘common core,’ stuff that you may already know and may have tried before, such as; meditate.  Still the mind.  Feel the emptiness.  Know you are nothing and simultaneously know that you are something, that is in the here and now, forever more. Easy done for some of us, but not so easy for some of us.  For me.  What can I say? I’m here, right now.  My mind is actively active, but can be a blank as I focus on my breath or focus on simply being.

You get the gist.

2018 – A new year begins again

And so we reign into 2018. Each new year brings with it hope for a better future for our little planet Earth, and for nature, and for all people and all living things, everywhere. It’s hard not to look back at the past either, at what once was, at what once transpired.

It’s hot today in Canberra. We’re currently sitting on 37 degrees. I’m not a fan of the heat or anything past 30 degrees, I find it unbearable. I’ve stayed indoors today, keeping my vertical blinds partially closed, keeping my place shaded from the hot sun. I’ve watched some TV, I’ve had something to eat and drink, and I’ve heard the comings and goings of my neighbours. My phone has not sounded once, and my dog has just about slept all day on every cool floor surface she could find. It’s funny watching her get up between sleeps and move to yet another spot only to fall asleep again. There’s nothing much to do in this heat and venturing outside does not appeal to me one bit. I’ve no intention on getting roasted, and my dog’s black fur coat is sure to attract the sun on her tiny little body. We shall stay put.

Can you believe it’s the 6th day of the year already? I’m not wishing my life away, BUT before we all know it, it’ll be Xmas and NYE again! Is it just me, or are you also noticing time moving faster as each year transpires?

In this past week I’ve come back home from Perth, after having visited my family over there. I’ve picked up my dog from her house sitter and I’ve had dinner out with friends followed by a game of trivia. Now that was fun! I’ve also been called by my employment agency asking me if I’m ready to start working again. When she asked me, I held a long pause, and then said, ‘Not until the end of this month…’ So she’s going to line up some interviews that will land me a job by end of this month. Good-o. This is what I call, ‘life-work-balance.’ Suits me perfectly fine. I work to live, and not live to work. That’s my philosophy for now and into the future, unless the sun stops shining and the earth stops turning, and if that ever happened, we’d all be stuffed, hey?

Here are some pics I took from my Xmas Perth vacation. (c)Gina