It’s something that I definitely need to do fairly regularly. Center myself. Just kind of take a moment, take a breath, take stock, take heed, take it all in. It can be very helpful in times of stress, anger, anxiety, or excitement, anticipation (the good kind) and exuberance. In the times that I remember to center, things get so much better. In the times that I don’t, well, things aren’t as good. It’s one of those good things you can do for yourself, yet find yourself not doing — like working out or staying off the Internet or away from toxic people in your life. I guess it comes down to choices. Make the good ones and you are off and running on to bigger and better things! Make the bad ones and well, we all know where that goes. In the end, we all know what to do. Happy choosing!
Jiggle the Handle brings to mind a New England based jam band. It is literally the first thought I had! I think maybe they were a Grateful Dead cover band when they started out but who can say because I’ve never actually seen them. I have however, seen the Grateful Dead many, many times. Curiously enough, I can remember something from almost every show I’ve ever seen. There was the time a bunch of kids stole a still burning hibachi right in front of us and put it in the trunk of their car before they zoomed away. That was in Philly. In Foxborough MA, our friend Deb burned her feet so badly running down the road that we had to take her to the medics straight away when we got to the stadium. I stayed up all night with my friend Stacy on the night we met in Eugene, OR. We talked and laughed and formed an instant, life long bond. In Atlanta, I almost got kicked out at halftime for misbehaving…heh heh. Santana rocked the house in Vegas in the comfy confines of Sam Boyd Stadium while a whirling dervish windstorm happened on the other side. Get the picture? So many years ago. So many people, places, drives, adventures. And somehow, I still remember. I’d like to think I always will. The Grateful Dead!
“All that glitters is not gold”. I wonder who said that? I guess I should look it up. It’s getting harder and harder to imagine life without Google, even though I’ve lived way more than half my life without it. I do believe that the Internet is simultaneously the best and worst thing to ever happen to humanity. On the bright side, it has leveled the playing field for endeavors such as putting out your own music, films, books and the like. It has also played a pretty big role in the name of activism. If you are up to no good, there is no longer a place to hide. That is also the bridge to the dark side. There is no place to hide from it. When I was younger, I didn’t know about the bad, creepy, inhumane stuff that happened two towns over. Now I hear about every negative event sprung from every dark corner of the Earth. Of course, this is all my doing and I only have myself to blame. I constantly tell myself, and those around me, “Put. the. Internet. DOWN.” I try as much as I can. What I worry about is the energy. That deep dark energy of worry and fear that comes with the depravity, the debauchery, the foul, vile, uncouth behavior being served up on the daily platter of the Internet. It seeps into our fabric of being and it changes us. That dark energy begets more dark energy. “Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.” Martin Luther King Jr. said that one. I couldn’t remember it exactly, so I Googled it to look it up.
The rhythmic quality of life quite often is what gets me through the day. I’ve never been a lyrics person. Ironic, I know, seeing as I’m a writer. But it’s always been the beat that has turned me on. The perfect mix of drum and bass, keeping the steadiness afloat. Upon reflection, it’s not a huge leap as to why. The steady beat. The steady drum beat. Of staying on course. Always showing up. Being the rock. The One Everyone Relies On. When you are that person, sometimes it’s hard to figure out who YOU’RE supposed to lean on. There are many conditions involved of course like personality, environment and the like but just once I would like that decision to become clear cut. As clear as the Atlantic Ocean horizon on a clear, cold New England day, as I sit in my car listening as the rhythm takes me away.
A few years back, my roommate and I established a way to approach expectation, whatever that expectation may be. Now, this sounds entirely cynical but basically we decided to always go into something with low expectations, that way, a good majority of the time, you are satisfied with the results. Whether it be a job situation, an event or just a basic social interaction, when your expectations are low, the situation usually delivers and you walk away happy. I couple this Low Expectation Theory with keeping a pretty strong handle on perspective. It is so easy to get caught up in the negativity of “life’s not going my way” or “this sucks, what’s up with this”, that the next thing you know, you don’t realize how utterly blessed you are. As someone said to me last night at kickboxing, “Everybody’s got their story, we’re all just making our way through it.” So as I head out into the world today, I will keep that in mind and strive to stay present in my gratitude.
I’m going to try and not get bogged down in all of the seriousness. Whimsy has never been my strong suit but I think I’m going to give it a whirl. It’s been two weeks now since I lost my job and my challenge is to not get all freaked out with the What Ifs. As a Taurus my emotional well being is tied directly to my bank account so the trepidation and anxiety that comes with these initial days of finding my way has brought me much discomfort. It’s not that I haven’t been here before because I have. The methodology so eerily similar I can’t help but think that the Universe is really trying to drive this point home. Either that or I keep doing it wrong. I am, after all, the common denominator in this. In any event, I plan on carrying on like I always do and Keep On Truckin’.