Sunday, March 4, 2018

Yeah Right

                                                             
 
Live in the moment," they say.
Yeah right.
If we did that we would be here

Well, that's it.

No action, no movement.

Whoops, that moment’s gone, now we are into another moment.

Here is a treat, sorry it isn't a real one. 
I'd give it to you if I could..


One of my readers, visiting Costa Rica, wrote:  “It is the Journey!  Oh, and the palm trees, coconuts, ice cream, Galo pinto, beautiful people, hummingbirds, frogs, blue ocean, surfer dudes and gals, shops, flowers, walks on the beach, rum, sunshine, birds
....  Pura Vida!  (The national motto)”

Sounds like heaven.

One could say that Greg is in the moment, experiencing all those things, but I know he planned before he got there. He has a purpose, too.

The journey moves, it flows, it changes color, it has lyrics, a rhythm, a cadence, a flow.

First, the thought, then the action, and then the experience.

Christiane Northrup M.D. says if you interview centenarians the world over you will find they have an eye to the future.

So let’s get a grip here. We can’t just throw out clichés like “Live in the moment.”

It, like many axioms, is too simplified. Smart Alex's tend to beat us over the head with them.

“Smell the roses along the way.” Yes, I agree with that. Yes, enjoy that moment, however rarely can one sustain that idea of being in the moment all the time.

Moments come, they go, they fly away like the geese I hear honking overhead.

However:

If we are so caught up in the injuries of the past that we can’t stop talking about them, we cannot enjoy the now.

If we are thinking about what we are going to say while someone is speaking to us, we cannot hear their message.

If we ruminate over why life doesn’t seem to be working, we push away the fact that it can.

That’s what I think living in the moment means. Don’t let the past or fear of the future contaminate the now.

Those infamous “They” say that dogs live in the moment. Pretty much, but they anticipate, and have anxiety, just like us. But, when they are happy they exude joy. That’s where we can get our inspiration, grab those moments.

We all have had times when we are truly present—in a discussion that excites us, listening to a really great motivational speaker, reading a book, at the movies, plays, sports events, or doing a work that drives us to new heights, one where we enter the “No- time- zone,” I so much enjoy. For me, that is writing. I guess I am in the moment during that endeavor.  ( One writer, I wish I knew who wrote this: "I am a writer like a dog is a dog. That doesn't mean I am a good dog.")

What do you think? Do you have a “No time Zone?” Are you a good dog?

One thing to remember:  “Most of the things we feared never happened.”

 
I trust that here on your journey, you will read what you need to read, connect with whom you are meant to connect, and see all you are supposed to see. Carry on. Be happy.
Jo



 






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Tuesday, February 27, 2018

It's the Journey

I got it. I got it. It’s the journey!

I’ve been blogging for some time—as you wonderful folks who have been reading me know, but I have been all over the place, searching for my spot, my focus. Finally I got it. I write about my journey, and I share it.
Simple.

Like duh! It had to hit me in the face.

And here I offer an invitation for you to join me.  Share your stuff and perhaps others will want to come along. Give someone a pat on the back, a kind word. We are all in this soup together, and we all need a little motivation from time to time. This venue won't be for everybody; it will be for those special few who resonate with what we are into. 

Don’t we all wonder about some of the same things?

Don’t we wonder what our mission is?

Don’t we wonder what happens after we die?

Don’t our minds wander into the great cosmos and say "Wow! How did all this happen?"

We want joy, happy relationships, a job that sustains us financially, mentally, physically, and spiritually.

I believe all that is possible.

With a little help from my friends.
I believe there is a great malaise present nowadays of folks who are going through the motions of life without enjoying it, and that some days we feel we are getting pecked to death by a duck. I know it isn’t all sweetness and light…but that is the bull's eye we intend to hit.

Inspiration says,”Let’s jump.”

Well, sometimes the net will catch you, sometimes it doesn’t.

As you lie bleeding and broken, inspiration is sitting beside you going, “Wasn’t that fun? Let’s do it again.”
(I got this from Elizabeth Gilbert—well, she said it sort of like that.  At least that was the gist of it.)

Around ye old homestead:


February 21, pink sky in the evening


February 22, snow in the morning


February 23, snow gone, flowers up


February  25, Blonde's first egg of the season! Since she lost her sister she prefers being with people over being with the three new pullets. And I am happy to see that she is the one who lays the aquamarine egg.

Okay, don't laugh, I did add another blog site--I will keep doing it until I get it right, it is www.thejourneybyjo.com

I couldn't get The journey.com without the by jo, so I will go with that one. I repeated this content from that blog, but I won't always. If you want to see different pictures, plus my morning smootie, and know its recipe, check out www.thejourneybyjo.com.

And if you sign up I will dance a jig for you. 


"Working hard at something we don't care about is called stress;working hard for something we love is called passion." --Simon Sinek