I'm drinking Yellow Tail Shiraz and eating cherries. The night is a bold purple and the moon is half ass orange. I think an earthquake is happening somewhere in the world. The fan is blowing and the 300 pound console TV is blaring out Country Music Videos. Somewhere someone is worried about something or someone is trying to figure out a problem. It always happens. Sometimes people have nowhere to go with their problems. They have to pretend everything is alright. I want to tell them, it's ok. Don't think about those things late at night. Everything is better in the morning. Never go to bed worried or filled with problems. Clear your mind. Pray. Tomorrow is another day. However, if you should be reading this, please share your problems with us - we'll help you. No matter what it is. I'm an expert at giving advice and don't mind giving it. I know others will do the same. Sometimes just stating the problem is enough to clear it out of your head. Tell me - what are you worried about?
Salud.


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Dear Dorine,
Having lived my whole life without EVER having a "DH," I can assure you that life is worth living even if you are alone. I am so sorry to read your comments.
I have been through a lot in my short life - including being on full disability at the age of 23 for a chronic illness. I've lived alone while being sick and struggled to survive while in my 20s, not having any real "adult" experience as a healthy person or savings to fall back on.
One thing I learned through all of this is that somehow live manages to provide for you. No matter what has happened, I have always landed on my feet, sometimes quite miraculously.
I am sure that you, too, while find a way through this difficult time. You just have to learn to trust. I know that's hard, but it beats the alternative, which is giving up in despair.
You're not too old or too fat to get a job either. Start networking. People on Gather might be able to help! What can you do? What can you learn! Let people know you are looking for work and get out there. There's a job waiting for you.
Don't let despair overtake you. Find some healthy way of coping. By healthy, I mean, don't indulge in substances to excess, but give yourself a healthy outlet once in a while. Go to the movies to take your mind off things. (Matinees are cheaper.) Go for a walk and experience the sunshine. There's plenty of joy to be found in the little nooks and crannies of the world.
Above all, don't give up. There's a lot to live for...and if you hang in there, you're sure to find it.
Peace and blessings to you.
I thought about your question, and concluded that my biggest worry is about getting this house sold so I can start living a more "human-scaled" life. Not much of a worry, really, on the greater scale of the Universe.
My 97 year-old neighbor says it feels like earthquake weather. It is a full moon (or pretty close). Other than that the ole Colonel ain't worried 'bout nutin! Life is a glass of Yellow Tail Shiraz and a bowl of cherries! Thank you for your thoughts.
Cheers,
Colonel Possum
Thanks for thinking/writing/expressing this, the original musings and all your comments. I thought a bit about what you are saying here. This is what I think:
It doesn't matter what the problem is, whether you can solve it, whether it is solvable. It doesn't matter whether it does any good to worry. It matters that all of us deserve to be happy, whether we agree or believe that or not. We need to be able to find, to access, that beautiful inner space of infinite joy and wonder. We need to be able to go there everyday, even several times a day, especially when we are down or worried. We need to have that solace, that re-creation, that inspiration to tell us that no matter how bad or sad or unworkable our world seems to be, we have the power, grace and perspective to live a life enriched by joy and self-enjoyment. I can usually get there by dancing.
Now, pass the shiraz, and let's party!
Peace,
libramoon
god bless.
Those are my worries as of today. The ones with my friends worked themselves out last night.
Great responses here! No earthquake last night so everythings OK at the OHC for now!
Cheers,
Colonel Possum
Try that!!
Last night I wrote a poem, the first poem I've written in a long time. I've been so busy worrying and trying fruitless endeavors at earning a living that I have avoided things like writing poetry, painting, music (and dancing!) that bring me joy.
This advice is for Dorine who has lost her husband and is having trouble making ends meet:
I understand to a great extent where you are coming from, Dorine. I sometimes feel the way you do - think of the other people in your life - how they would feel if you were gone... Go to the library and pick out Julia Cameron's book The Artist's Way - she has good advice for people going through crises. Bask in your desolation for awhile - live in your husband's clothes and furniture, but remember to eat simple foods that you like...
Where I live there are programs to help the disabled or poor or sick or mentally ill who want to get back to work. Google non-profit organizations in your area. Volunteer where you'd like to work.
Now here's a kinky idea: Look up big beautiful women on the Internet. You'll see that there's a place for everyone. Your husband loved you and so could your next employer.
As I have had my share, as we all, I adopted the attitude that anything I worry about for five minutes was four minutes too long. Life is mine, and I am the ruler to make the best of it what I can. I will face my misery and chase the demons away as they try to invade and conquer my strength...Pity me not as there are those much worse than me.
Let me breathe and touch my fellow man with love so bitterness will not be my friend.
My prayers to all who find the struggles hard to cope with.
What a brave and wonderful thing you have offered in this article. There are so many who have no one to listen to their travails - a sympathetic ear can lighten the load and offer release. Yet how often do we choose to just shut down or avoid the unpleasantness in other's lives? I commend your generosity ;)
These days I am fortunate to have few worries, but for years I was a chronic - no make that a PROFESSIONAL - worrier. Then one day I realized (while washing the dishes of all things!) I was accomplishing nothing by living my life in a constantly pensive state. There were myriad things which I had no control over or which had occurred in my life through happenstance that I wished were not part of my personal history. The one thing I did indeed have control over was my attitude and behavior. My quality of life improved for the better from that point forward.
I don't wander through life in a perpetually sunny state - by any means. But I'm no longer paralyzed with dark thoughts or helplessness. I was fortunate to come to this state without professional help. In retrospect, had I taken the time to seek out a counselor or spiritual advisor, so many years lost in anguish could have been saved.
Thanks for the article Mariana.
I just love your attitude and mellow way of dealing with things.
Very Luziana. : )
Salud to you, sweet friend.
: )
My grandmother was a worrier. My mom always joked that she didn't have to worry because my grandmother worried enough for both of them.
I try not to worry but to identify those things that are bothering me and make a plan to address them. But sometimes, worry creeps in anyway, unbidden, uninvited. Sometimes I find myself with heart pounding, sweating over things I KNOW I have under control. Worry....what a strange emotion....
The one thing I did indeed have control over was my attitude and behavior. My quality of life improved for the better from that point forward.
That is wonderful! I do agree...Erma Bombeck wrote a book called If Life is Such a Bowl of Cherries, then why am I in the pits. Typical of Erma, she had the same trials and tribulations as the rest of us but managed to take a positive approach and turn adversities into an opportunity. I love Glenda's comment: I will face my misery and chase the demons away as they try to invade and conquer my strength...Pity me not as there are those much worse than me.
I read this and all I could think about was my special friend who was 34 and in her gorgeous prime, recuperating from the loss of her three year old from Leukemia and her brother dying in an off-shore accident and she gets into a jeep with a guy and it happens to flip over - no alcohol involved, and now she is paralyzed from the waist down and has been that way for 15 years. I think of her beauty and her grace as she watched her own daughter get into a freak accident a year ago and who had just been hired by a big time modeling agency...and now she limps...is back in Franklin. I see her as her own mother who caretakes her is dying but in all this she is positive...now, that's real. She makes me count my every blessings. But, you know if you have a worry - it is real and what you focus on expands - no matter who says what or what kind of theories we may have used ourselves to cope with our situations...Your worry is a real one... If a bill is due, it has to be paid. If you are sick or depressed, that's real. I want to keep this open because maybe in some way, we can help each other. by talking about things. I so hope so. I noticed that it is mostly women commenting here with a few exceptions and wonder - do women worry more than men...or do they just talk about things more? Is that why women outlife men. Do they hold things in? Again, thank each one of you for so many interesting and helpful comments. Tina, Karissa,Theresa, Becky, Sandy, Jeff, Aileen, Gisela, Jeffery, Wilhelmine (many hugs to you my friend) , Clare, Leigh, Loretta, Colonel Possum, Peter, Lynn, Maura, Stephanie, especially dear Dorine. I hope that things become better for you. I know I am sending you much light and happiness from down here in southwest Louisiana. I am going to reread each one because I want to get to know all of yall...life is short...Don't Worry Be Happy...like my blessed mother used to say...Salud,
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Worried in Winnipeg.
I love the description: "The night is a bold purple and the moon is half ass orange." I've seen that.
Sometimes just knowing that there are people like ya'll to listen can help the worry. Thanks!
Dorine, I lost my husband when I was only 25 years old. I've been down that road and it is a struggle. My thoughts and prayers are with you.
Look how your article made people think and comment.
Good for you!
I always tried to follow my grandmother's advice which I'm sure many of you have heard from your gram. "Having trouble sleeping because of worries---give them all to God. God's up all night anyway".
I know that sometimes that didn't work and I stayed up too.
sometimes in a state of despair, we must have Faith.
Thank you for commenting!
Yes, Barbary - well, it's something that we can all relate to - life is never problem free or without worries but it's interesting to see how each person handles things. Mary M. I'm sorry you lost your husband so young - you've coped pretty well despite this sad tragedy. I'm sure it must have made you a very strong woman. Thank you for commenting. Thank you Jenny - I hope we can always feel as if we have a friend here there are many folks with worries and problems and it is like a balm to the heart to be able to discuss them with others. Salud,
As for me - Gather friends like you help immeasureably. Moya