The title of this post is the opening line to one of the most moving productions I’ve ever seen or had the privilege to be a part of…
Under Milkwood, identified as a play for voices tells the story of the dream world of a tiny village in Wales, the relationships, the loves and the losses.
In Oprah’s voice…
If you’re a fatty and you know it, pay me now!
The day it was announced that Oprah had purchased Weight Watchers (or as it’s now known, the ever trendy “WW”) I had a tantrum. She knows it doesn’t work…she knows the diet mentality is more harmful than helpful…she knows because she has been fighting this fight in a very public way since the ’80s – and yet she’s willing to leverage her celebrity against many disorders, telling a story about the freedom that comes with focusing on weight. RUFKM!
And all those other days, Charlie Brown, we will fight or celebrate or mourn or laugh or despair or hope –
but we will live.
Spiritual sandpaper is a term I learned from a woman named Linda (not changing the name to protect the innocent – ’cause there aren’t any, in this case). There are people or circumstances, that are unavoidable, who can teach us to let go – or accept, if we will allow it.
NO.
Do not honor the victims – dishonor the NRA!
“President Donald Trump quietly signed a bill into law Tuesday rolling back an Obama-era regulation that made it harder for people with mental illnesses to purchase a gun.”
Ali Vitali, NBC News – Feb 28, 2017
I’m 2 days away from walking away from Facebook. YIKES
I’ve been on it for at least 10 years…my FB account download was 2GB of data (they don’t really give you everything, but they do give you the pictures and most of the “writing” which, for me, was very important.
My mom moved in with us – August 26th, 2018. I know that she is having trouble remembering things. I also know she has likes and dislikes; habits – good and bad; she suffers from ailments and odd beliefs about how the world works and who God is…she can’t think or move fast anymore and she’s a Republican.
I have been a member of a self-help program for compulsive eaters/sugar addicts for more than 6 years. I have achieved weight goals, been an active and useful member and have actively helped others in the program who wanted my support. For the last year, I have been working with a nutritionist and therapist – for different reasons – but the paths have intersected. The experiment I speak of further along in this post was a practice in intuitive eating, which is what my nutritionist/dietician advocates. It feels like deeper work than I’ve been able to do around food and my relationship with it before now. I’ve relied on God and my spiritual work throughout. It hasn’t felt wrong or dishonest – but it has been very, very hard.
The hardest lesson I have had to learn is that no matter what choices another person is making, what they think, say or do…IT IS NONE OF MY BUSINESS.
My response to that piece of information always started with, But…
The reality is there is no but. The lesson, of course, is not that their behavior or actions are none of my business, but that I am not living in my own truth. I am not keeping the focus on me and how I show up. Clearly, it’s easier for me to look at others and dictate their choices than it is for me to see myself for who I really am.
What a difference a spiritual life can make?
I had been in love before and been married before, as had he. The difference for both of us was the acceptance of a power greater than ourselves individually before we ever met and then as a family. We have come to believe and understand that, if we serve God and those about us, we will have a life beyond our wildest dreams. This has been (and continues to be) our experience.
