I feel as if I've come out of a drugged sleep. I’ve spent three whole years of digging myself out of a hole, barely doing life-maintenance duties? Well, yes. I chose which need is to be done this day in order to get by the next day. I discovered how and why "pain-brain" works: when I'm in great pain, my attention will be totally focused on ME getting relief, not listening to someone else’s instruction/commentary or to watching television – even less who is singing on television! If I'm focused elsewhere I’m branded forgetful, something we baby-boomers are very edgy about. I learned it is my responsibility to say "Working on pain -hold that thought -be back later!"
I assumed I was fighting depression, but now I believe it was compression: because now, in 2012 I feel younger, lighter and am able to move so much easier. I'm not younger, but dang it I am much lighter in weight and spirit and am moving faster and easier than in the past decade. I caught myself thinking of hitting a few balls on the courts yesterday.
So what did I learn in my thousand days? You might profit from my experiences: 1) avoid those who make me feel depressed; 2) So, you invited him/her/them into your space? Ew - don't take it to heart, just breeeeeatttthhhe. It will bore him/her and he/she will go away! 3) I faithfully watch
Funniest Videos daily: it makes me laugh
and is a Wonderful Total Release; 4) hugging my pets, dancing with my Border
Collie; and 5) doing my best to get out in the sunshine & garden. I require sunlight and in America Northern
California for the past three years guess what we have had a
serious lack of? 5) That second little glass of wine at the end
of a tough day is guaranteed to set me up for even creakier joints the next day.
One is Fun; two is Boo! Often I stop
with none, now.
My Great Compression gave me a chance to worry no longer about being one of the hundreds of thousands of Americans who'd expected to work 'til we are seventy-ish and are now no longer required in the work force and all of the I don’t know what to do’s around this sad situation. I found alternative works that have boosted my morale and my outlook on life in the field of writing. So I'm now going back to blogging and will make certain not to pick subjects which serve to irritate me like Politi-caca, Econo-caca, and Eco-caca.
I will do only what I can do something about! Redirecting my planet's Political/Economical/Ecological mess is NOT in that arena other than spreading awareness in general conversations (different from general conversions.)
I believe existing PEE frameworks must continue to buckle and fold. I plan on being alive and useful for our rebuild. Rebuilding is one of the things I do best.