Apparently I like to compare my life to a thistle plant when I go walking in silence.
I went on a walk/kind-of-a-jog, this morning, and kept seeing thistle plants.
I got all metaphorical looking at them. I mean, here is a tough plant. Considered a weed around here, it has solid stalks that hold the flowers in place as they sit in a variety of stages of life. A few ends are not even open yet, some are in full blossom, and others have turned brown and have served their purpose. A lone bee sits on one end gathering pollen, and I can’t help but see my life in this plant.
The stages of life that are ending; careers and jobs that have served me well; friendships that may have had their season; the journeys that are about to begin; and the life experiences that keep me grounded through the happy and the suck moments in life.
It is easy to get caught up in the moments at the end of the flower but remembering the big picture and that it all fits together (even though I may not see it now), can keep me grounded and make the next season even better.
Hmmm, this is apparently where my mind goes when I don’t listen to podcasts.
Why cat poop around the house should be no surprise.
For a while, we were finding cat poop around the house quite often. Thankfully, we’ve made changes to our cat’s diet that (at least for now) that has fixed our poop problem.
When we were in the onslaught of deliveries, it never failed to appear at the most inopportune time.
In the beginning, I was a stress fest, but by the end of the “run” I learned to pad plenty of time around almost anything I had planned, “just in case.”
Something to Know: our cat has three legs. He was having trouble getting himself clean for a while, so to remedy the situation, he would scoot around the carpet dragging his butt.
Oh my, if you were lucky enough to catch him in the act, it was difficult not to smile – or laugh.
Anyway, one of the things I was working on at the time was to wrap my mind around the fact that whatever happened in my day was supposed to happen and to just go with it. It didn’t go well at first, but by the end of our “poop trials,” I would look at the skid mark across our carpet and truly think, “Well, of course, he did that. Now he feels better; we are trying to figure out the cause; and in the meantime, my carpets are cleaner than they’ve ever been b/c I’m cleaning them thoroughly so darn often.”
When you look at something that your mind has decided shouldn’t be there, and realize that maybe your expectations are what is wrong, not the circumstances, life can get interesting, in a super fun way.