Don’t Let The Old Man In!

crotchety old womanI often recall the words of Clint Eastwood. When asked how he stays so young, he simply replied, “I don’t let the old man in.”

Yesterday, the old woman knocked on my door. She arrives silently with her crotchety, destructive attitude. Of course, my resiliency is waning since I’m in the process of slaying a fierce, self-depleting cold. I’m also feeling urgency to get into the studio and produce work. Amidst all this, there are people.

Ugh, PEOPLE! They’re in my house. In my house with their boots, their lead pipes, their full bladders and worse; we’re paying them for the unwelcome intrusion. They’re drilling through brick over my right shoulder while I’m beating away the old, curmudgeon-broad on my left. Help me rally, Clint!!! Continue reading “Don’t Let The Old Man In!”

Moving Along – Dealing with Uncertainty and Change

Moving Along Uncertainty and ChangeIt feels like a boxing match, a cage-fight – though I’ve never been to either. Maybe it’s worse than that.

After a year and a half of sustained attack, brutal defamation, taking up camps – the U.S. Election is over.

It always amazes me that people are so uncomfortable with ambiguity. We all know, we don’t have true control over change, but uncertainty  can really unravel some personality types – others are lucky enough to find some comfort in it. Nothing, no matter how good or bad, stays the same.

Right before the election, a friend gave me a book. “Living Beautifully with Uncertainty and Change” by Pema Chodron. It’s a simple volume, though richly written and takes a deep dive into Uncertainty and changeencouraging the reader to settle into the deep, unknown abyss. Between the book and my fuzzy blue blankie – I found a decent measure of comfort. I heartily recommend this book to my readers, here, not only for healing and moving on together – but as wisdom to draw on whenever life serves up uncertainty.

There are only 3 commitments, Chodron asks from us:

  • Committing to Not Cause Harm
  • Committing to Take Care of One Another
  • Committing to Embrace the World Just as It Is

The book creates a roadmap for successfully committing to each these goals. On a personal level, each commitment seems quite achievable. Together, I suspect it would create a significant shift in the way we think, behave and accept one another.

We can see our world and lives all from our own unique perspectives. The world can be a train wreck and human beings will easily take up camps. But, aren’t you exhausted? Isn’t that not working? It’s done. Let’s create now.

 Let’s work on ourselves, each individual person to be an example – an approachable, inclusive, listening example – because you cannot influence anyone more than you can yourself. (click to Tweet).

Complaint Free UncertaintyBy the way, I’m offering these Complaint Free World bands. You wear it and it reminds you not to complain without offering solution. Mine has kept me positive for over 5 days – so, it’s working. I have a limited supply to share with you. Let me know if you’d like one. If you keep the band on the same wrist for 3 weeks, you have successfully completed the challenge! Stop complaining – well – that would be a good start. 🙂

I hope I’ll be able to write some witty repartee for you next week. This week has been rather quiet and my muse has been resting. I’m ready to focus on possibilities again because-

Possibilities are the embers of hope – the kindling for the fires of our lives; they ignite potential and meaning. (click to Tweet)

Let’s start a fire,

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Michelle Andres is a writer and artist who cultivates her own Well Lived Life by drinking in Writer, Artist, Coachthe beauty around her, following her passion, respecting others and doing her best to own her own dookie.

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See(a) Life

Sometimes, I ‘m a sucker.Empaths life

Like an sucker mouth catfish, I suck up the energy of the stuff around me.

Maybe it’s part of being an artist, or maybe it’s part of being a human…but, I don’t particularly like it. Especially when it’s not good stuff…it…well, sucks.

Let’s assume, for the sake of conversation, we’re all this way. There are benefits and perils of being spongy.

Sucking up laughter is good.

Soaking in beauty leads to inspiration, which leads to art.

Drinking in love is magical – a bliss beyond compare.

But….

When people around us are angry, worried, sick or depressed, that empathetic existence is a BIG FAT BUMMER

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This Unholy Mess

Ever notice how when you get all caught up in the world you’re in tangles and dreadful and unhappy?

Power of choiceI think I speak for a lot of us in the U.S. when I say this election has taken a toll on our personal relationships, our faith in our country and any semblance of inner peace we once had.  It lead me to this:

This Unholy Mess

This unholy mess
Where good women and men set aside their virtues to follow unproven false gods.
This unholy mess
When the decent abandon their identities and souls to take up verbal arms against one another.
For what?
Two depraved power-mongers who closely hold secrets and lies and plans we know nothing of.
They’ve amassed hoards of innocents,  whose only sin is the thirst for brighter lives and fuller bellies.
Innocents who gladly abandon their own essence to follow them into the darkness.
They stockpile believers with false narratives,
then they call them votes.
The price –  soul for an uncertain future. The most egregious of trades.

Unholy messes don’t only happen during election times. Our lives are filled with challenges, conflict, inner-turmoil and, hopefully, a dash of introspection. After writing this poem I wondered what went wrong. Continue reading “This Unholy Mess”

Remembering What I Don’t Know

Sometimes, you have to remember what you don’t know.

Sometimes, you have to sprinkle a little trust dust on the world and go with the flow til it all shakes out.

We’re dog people. We have dogs because we have big, fur-lovin’ hearts and weak minds that thrive on endless, extra work. Dog people.

“Some of our greatest treasures we place in museums,
others, we take for walks.”     ~unknown

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In early August one of our girls blew out a knee ligament. We were told it would take several thousand dollars and 4-months of rest and she’d be good as new. Well….okay, then.

Humphh!

Like good fur parents we obliged. We created spreadsheets to manage the post-operative medications. At one point, there were 9 daily doses, not including supplements used to support pain and liver function. Initially, she had to be carried to the yard, then a beach towel was used as a sling for moving her up and down the steps. She had to stay confined and walk on a short leash to use the “restroom.”

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