Joy to the World
Jeremiah was a bullfrog
Was a good friend of mine
I never understood a single word he said
But I helped him a-drink his wine
And he always had some mighty fine wine
Singin'...
Joy to the world
All the boys and girls now
Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea
Joy to you and me
If I were the king of the world
Tell you what I'd do
I'd throw away the cars and the bars and the war
Make sweet love to you
Yep, those thoughts are sweet.
People say you have to have the bad so you will appreciate the good and I say bullocks. I don't have to have something bad happen to know when good things happen. I didn't need for my dad to get cancer for me to love and appreciate the man he is. I still bitch about his bad behavoir and I tell about his good side as well. Ah the lessons to be learned from the bad. Isn't that forced learning? What you can't learn any other way? I believe we can.
Happiness is a wonderful thing. It's healthy. Everything is better because at least you have smile lines instead of worry lines. *smiles* I've been in the darkness lately and I can tell you I don't like it there. It's cold, hard and lonely. I don't mean there has been no one around for me, I mean for me it was personal and it's something I shared only the top layer of. Just enough to keep me from exploding. I decided those lower levels of darkness were mine to find my way back through. I made it through with the knowledge it will not take me again. Is this a lesson where the bad taught me something? Yes, but I feel I could have learned it another way. If I had my heart wouldn't have hurt so much and I wouldn't have felt so alone. Yes, I chose to go through it alone but that's because I never do share my inner self. I do want to thank all of my friends who were there waiting to pick me up if I fell too far for even me to recover.
I look out side my office window and the trees tell me to be still. I know this on some level. They stand strong and straight. I watch them bend and not break. They move when a force comes against them. Not to get away but to show they are strong, that I need to do the same. The leaves move slightly as the breeze pushes past them. They move gentle out of the way as the breeze changes to wind. The tree starts to sway slowly and the tree is no worse for this wind passing through. It becomes like a dance, the leaves twinkle as the light dances off the surface of their faces. Their colors change as the wind twist them around in the sun. That's what life is.
I'm well on the road to re-finding me. A person who has never enjoyed sorrow, one who does everything she knows not to find it. Is the trick to acknowledge sorrow and then release it? Could be. May it is the same with all of the emotions that make your heart heavy. I think we hold those moments of joy longer when we can. We can call them up whenever we chose also. An example. I remember one Christmas when I was 4 years old. I distinctly remember being so intensely jealous that mom and dad had given Gay a model horse and there I stood with a stupid doll. I remember the doll, she was pretty, blonde and she had on a really pretty blue almost purple dress that had white lace on the hem. I turned to pick up another present and I opened it and there, there was a model horse. I was thrilled to say the least. I was filled with so much joy that my heart can still feel it. I think it was the last Christmas I got a doll for a present. *grins* I couldn't tell you what happened to that doll but the horse... I still have him. He is so much worse for the wear. His tail is gone many years back. He has glue on the seams where I glued him back together so many times. He rode in my bicycle basket so many times. His name was Thunderbolt. Hey I didn't name him that was what he was called. He is a palomino. He brought many many years of joy.
Remembering a kind word can hold that same joy. As does a look or touch and yes the flip side can happen too. I try not to think on that. Sadness happened in the past and I want to leave it in the past. It does no good to hold it to you.
Now there may be some of you reading this and thinking oh great, she is one of those people who thinks everything is glitter. I know it's not, everyday on TV they remind us it isn't. However I don't have to allow it into my world. Allowing in gives it a foothold. I want to bring positive things into my life. That is my choice and I don't have on blinders.
I am back.
Was a good friend of mine
I never understood a single word he said
But I helped him a-drink his wine
And he always had some mighty fine wine
Singin'...
Joy to the world
All the boys and girls now
Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea
Joy to you and me
If I were the king of the world
Tell you what I'd do
I'd throw away the cars and the bars and the war
Make sweet love to you
Yep, those thoughts are sweet.
People say you have to have the bad so you will appreciate the good and I say bullocks. I don't have to have something bad happen to know when good things happen. I didn't need for my dad to get cancer for me to love and appreciate the man he is. I still bitch about his bad behavoir and I tell about his good side as well. Ah the lessons to be learned from the bad. Isn't that forced learning? What you can't learn any other way? I believe we can.
Happiness is a wonderful thing. It's healthy. Everything is better because at least you have smile lines instead of worry lines. *smiles* I've been in the darkness lately and I can tell you I don't like it there. It's cold, hard and lonely. I don't mean there has been no one around for me, I mean for me it was personal and it's something I shared only the top layer of. Just enough to keep me from exploding. I decided those lower levels of darkness were mine to find my way back through. I made it through with the knowledge it will not take me again. Is this a lesson where the bad taught me something? Yes, but I feel I could have learned it another way. If I had my heart wouldn't have hurt so much and I wouldn't have felt so alone. Yes, I chose to go through it alone but that's because I never do share my inner self. I do want to thank all of my friends who were there waiting to pick me up if I fell too far for even me to recover.
I look out side my office window and the trees tell me to be still. I know this on some level. They stand strong and straight. I watch them bend and not break. They move when a force comes against them. Not to get away but to show they are strong, that I need to do the same. The leaves move slightly as the breeze pushes past them. They move gentle out of the way as the breeze changes to wind. The tree starts to sway slowly and the tree is no worse for this wind passing through. It becomes like a dance, the leaves twinkle as the light dances off the surface of their faces. Their colors change as the wind twist them around in the sun. That's what life is.
I'm well on the road to re-finding me. A person who has never enjoyed sorrow, one who does everything she knows not to find it. Is the trick to acknowledge sorrow and then release it? Could be. May it is the same with all of the emotions that make your heart heavy. I think we hold those moments of joy longer when we can. We can call them up whenever we chose also. An example. I remember one Christmas when I was 4 years old. I distinctly remember being so intensely jealous that mom and dad had given Gay a model horse and there I stood with a stupid doll. I remember the doll, she was pretty, blonde and she had on a really pretty blue almost purple dress that had white lace on the hem. I turned to pick up another present and I opened it and there, there was a model horse. I was thrilled to say the least. I was filled with so much joy that my heart can still feel it. I think it was the last Christmas I got a doll for a present. *grins* I couldn't tell you what happened to that doll but the horse... I still have him. He is so much worse for the wear. His tail is gone many years back. He has glue on the seams where I glued him back together so many times. He rode in my bicycle basket so many times. His name was Thunderbolt. Hey I didn't name him that was what he was called. He is a palomino. He brought many many years of joy.
Remembering a kind word can hold that same joy. As does a look or touch and yes the flip side can happen too. I try not to think on that. Sadness happened in the past and I want to leave it in the past. It does no good to hold it to you.
Now there may be some of you reading this and thinking oh great, she is one of those people who thinks everything is glitter. I know it's not, everyday on TV they remind us it isn't. However I don't have to allow it into my world. Allowing in gives it a foothold. I want to bring positive things into my life. That is my choice and I don't have on blinders.
I am back.
