Come back

 

Hit the floor.

 More comfy than the bed?!!

Calmer dsy

 

Autumn still life, today on our walk

  3:30 am heart to heart with A really eased my overwhelm tremendously. Lawyer, D, came down to help. It’s not an in alloyed help, but I won’t go into to the vagaries of that relationship. 

   The rain is peaceful tonight. I’m walking less. I posted a new album on his YouTube channel, really good music. S is visiting by phone. A blessed day. 

Good night/ good morning

 

WHS from shortcut walk 

to Hannaford long before bedtime 

Plans & Purchases

Trying on. S pic

I keep making them. Even if they give me a stomachache

So don’t forget this one

 

Sleepyhead this morning

Two calls from S this morning As usual, asking for money. This time the biweekly deposit early Not to mention, we already deposited for glasses on Monday  I don’t see you saying no ever just hope the stock market keeps going up which you did yesterday 1K. May be this is the price we’re paying for being irresponsible parents in childhood. Let me find that video by Rabbi Josh Gordon About educating children, the last two minutes were interrupted when I was walking Red after our Rainy morning turned sunny. I’m also waiting for Bill W regarding the retaining wall now

  He has come and gone. Inspires confidence, but it won’t be cheap and the big problem is getting equipment into the backyard especially since it will mess up D’s yard

JG’s morning

 

JG’s pic

My young friend JG texted me a funny story this morning:   he just went to Aldi’s and got there 20 minutes before it opened. A crowd of women waited outside, he was the only man. His mom had asked him to pick up a package of Halloween Need Ohs, which are squishy fidget toys. The ladies jammed in first, grabbed them, and yelling “we got them all!,” as they left him empty handed , avec rien, mit zilch, nada; he did not get a single one.  He’s laughing about it, but it’s disappointing.  He laughed at my labels of them as shopaholics and retail maniacs 

Reminds me of the old  Cabbage Patch dolls days for A and me. Then threes the old 1996 Schwarzenegger and Sinbad movie, Jingle All the Way. 

Wash, rinse, repeat

 

Rock Row yesterday noon

Ditto

I posted only the photo yesterday, a space holder, and never got back to it. I realized at one point late in the day how desperately fast the feeling of time/events passing was running, like I wanted to clutch the day with my hands and shake it and shout “slow down!”  I will go back to that post now to describe some of the events. May be reviewing them slows them down

Just to open it up

 

Autumn on our trail this year, Oct 3 

Roll back the day, from Tuesday. 

Morning auto trivia and cel mediation s with Chabad Torah Simchat add in very appreciated   Tads of business —fluxe emails, Brody called about retaining wall, googled ways to sell stuff.  Five stop car run: PO, bank, Market Basket, city hall to vote, McD for lunch. Walked Red everywhere. Home read in garage:  strange big drop, big plops sun shower, like joust over our heads nowhere else. No real cluttering but 2 each clothing items; A does not want to just let them go; we are not on the same page for this disposal project of mine. Supper —fluff San and milky stuff at 9:30,  before and after webinar. Liked the webinar, told my Ibrahim story at beginning, launched sending discussion at end. No meeting next week due to conference. C and Nola visited.  Go to bed

   S had her 2nd chemo today and seemed very zen. Nephew JW must have had his jaw fix surgery today. DB lost her 56 year old stepson, another of a long run of disasters for her. We re all suffering. Look for the joy with the grief. 

S’s Sunday Supper 

Ok then

Last night

 915 and big pop,  L saw a big flash JG Said transformer is out. So no electricity for a while. Fixed in about 85 minutes  

(From Gwynne) Rodney Collins, Mirror of Light excerpt applies to Ibrahim incident: 

“We are connected with everyone we have met or talked to or felt, because we have given them part of ourselves - our irradiations. It is not performance but irradiations that matter. Our reactions are physical;  we have to make them positive. If we think of ourselves everything goes wrong. If we forget ourselves we can do right. We cannot love everybody, but we are here to project harmony. If we have harmony we grow. To collect positiveness we must love people, really love them. Just love them. Everyone is in need of love; it is spiritual food. When we love people we give them our flesh and blood. Blood is emanations, flesh means our real self. 

To love is not an emotion nor a sensation nor an idea; it is the particular kind of irradiation that only a certain type of action can produce in us.

If a person feels affection for someone but is too lazy to help him, he does not love him. On the other hand a person may feel very irritated with someone, but if in spite of his impatience he makes an effort to help him, that is loving him. He projects to him irradiations that probably are of more help than his action, but which can only be set in motion by action with the intention to help. The only way to love our neighbour as ourself to learn how to com-municate with God. Then we have the grace to love both our neighbour and ourself.All functions are biological. Just as thebody functions are biological, so emotions have a biological basis. There are two kinds of negativeness. The kind that comes frominside is meanness; this is bad. But the negativeness that comes from outside is reaction; this is not bad. Often when we react irritably it is because we have an accumulation of body acids that need to be eliminated. We need to have an elimination of these acids at least once a week, in anger or tears or strong laughter. The mistake is when we identify ourselves with these eliminations and mix them with feelings. It is wrong to stop anyone from this kind of elimination; it does them harm in the same way it would do harm to stop a physical elimination. Babies are very wise; they know about this. They will cry till they are red in the face. Mothers should not pick them up till they have finished, though they must not be left to cry too long or they will form the habit. We must learn how to get rid of our emotional waste. Once aweek we should run, shout, laugh, cry, put it out of us. We should get rid of our physical reactions, but not against other people. We must know the difference between physical reactions, and feelings. We must never hurt anybody; apart from that it does not matter how we work off our emotional waste. When we have eliminated it we will be clean.

The cleaner we are outside the cleaner inside. If we are clean the pores of the skin are ready to get rid of adds and we will be more healthy. Cleanliness depends on how we were brought up. We have to be clean as a base, to be virile, strong. Our housesshould be clean. There is a Russian saying: 'Where there is dust there is a devil'. God only comes into clean things. When we understand cleanliness we have to cultivate neatness. We should always be aware of neatness, for it helps very much with self-respect. After neatness comes smartness, a combination of quality, suitability and fashion that is within the reach of everyone with taste and intelligence. It does not of necessity mean being dressed in the latest fashion, for often fashion means making oneself look ridiculous in order not to be thought ridiculous.

When instead of saying: 'I feel so lazytoday', we turn our lethargy intopositiveness by saying: 'I must dosomething to get out of this', we find that we have more energy than if we gave in to it. We must try to convert our negativeness into positiveness. We must make everythingpositive by our wish, by our strength, by our efforts. If there is one person who is depressed in a gathering of people he can make everyone else depressed too.”

Ibrahim the rude

 

Something else ugly 9-17-26 Webster park

So I’ve made it a goal to declutter something every day. Yesterday and today I took down all the old picture frames from the garage and a few other items and bagged them for Goodwill.  Baggy old snaggletoothed Ibrahim was collecting from the cars today. He asked what the frames were and announced all this stuff was trash.  Trash?!! I told him I bought most of it here except those loose frames cost me $300 even if they need to be put together. Artists buy them.  Later I wished I had told him, they must take trash; they took you. I kept thinking about the rumor. Shekinah wants to start a “go back to your country” T-shirt line, too.

Glad I turned the other cheek instead. But Lord have mercy on all of us!  You really love us, fools that we all are, Some Announcing out loud, others keeping their meanness inside.