Ready for a random post with random images from some randoms?
I’m happy to be publishing a random post on perhaps the most random Daily Holiday ever — Cow Milked While Flying in an Airplane Day. Please check out this random YouTube video while I appreciate my thumbs typing this entire blog post on my phone and consider eating ice cream for breakfast.
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Random thanks to all who helped me create this random post, including YOU!
Have you ever heard the word “adiaphorous” before? I hadn’t, until I got this in an email yesterday:
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I’m going to try to remember and use the word “adiaphorous” because the human mind naturally thinks of things as being either harmful or beneficial, and focusing on the adiaphorous might be a way to live non-judgmentally.
If I can’t remember to use the word “adiaphorous,” that’s adiaphorous.
Do you see anything that’s adiaphorous in my images for today?
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Here’s what I find when I search YouTube for “adiaphorous.”
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Thanks to all who helped me create this adiaphorous post, including YOU!
Two daysago, in my “Defining Moments” blog post, I declared my intention to commit to coasting after 70 years of climbing.
What do I mean by coasting? I mean I’m going to stop trying so hard to get everything right and I’m going to enjoy the ride more. It means that I’m going to believe that over my life I’ve built up enough energy and accomplishments to just let go and say “wheeeee! as I go coasting along. Coasting means that I stop worrying about what other people think or anything else, for that matter.
Coasting doesn’t mean that I stop trying; it just means that I really commit in a new way to an old resolution — to lose my investment in the outcome while remaining present and committed to the process.
Coasting sounds like more fun, doesn’t it? Let’s check out a definition of “coasting.”
As Mel Brooks might say, sorry about the word “creep.” Do you see coasting in my images for today?
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Sounds like a good day to be coasting, doesn’t it? Here’s what I find when I search for “coasting” on YouTube.
I look forward to your coasting comments, below.
Thanks to all who are coasting together with me, here and now, including YOU.
I woke up on this quisquous day with a fever and an email about the definition of “quisquous.” Since COVID, fevers are more quisquous, don’t you agree? Also, fevers are more quisquous for me because I have a history of endocarditis, due to my unusual heart.
It’s also quisquous for me to cancel all my patients, especially because I offer an in-person drop-in therapy group on Mondays.
Do you see anything quisquous in my other images for today?
Thanks for that quisquous reminder, Daily Bitch.
Here’s what I find on YouTube when I search for “quisquous.”
Thanks to all who help me get through my quisquous days, including YOU.
This blog post is a one-off because no other post of mine has and will use this title. Here’s a definition of one-off:
Here’s a one-off question I asked last night on Twitter:
I assumed I would get very different types of responses to that one-off question and I did. Somebody with PTSD responded with this very helpful chart:
Many of us think something bad is going to happen again, even if it only happened once (and was therefore a one-off). On the other hand, many of us hope for something good to happen again, even if that was a one-off.
I guess we don’t know if anything is truly a one-off if we have more days ahead of us.
Do you see any one-offs in my other images for today?
If I ever meet a truly awful person, I hope that will be a one-off.
Here’s what I find when I search YouTube for “one-off.”
I look forward to one-off comments from you and thanks for reading this one-off post!
I often find it a challenge to focus on blessings instead of calamities, and I know I’m not alone in that.
Yesterday, when I was walking to work and focusing on everything that could possibly go wrong, I gave myself this blessing: “If you’re going to think about every danger that exists, you could also think about what’s safe.” And the blessing is that I immediately felt better.
I also asked myself this question: “If you knew that this was your last day in earth, how would you spend it?” and it was a blessing to realize that I would still go to work and facilitate groups.
Do you see blessings in my images for today?
Should we let the Daily Bitch have the last word about blessings today?
Here’s what I find when I search YouTube for “blessings.”
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Thanks to all those who are blessings to me, including YOU.
Platforms seem to be on people’s minds these days, so I checked some platforms for definitions of “platform.”
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My favorite definition of “platform” is the last one, above.
Do you see platforms in my images for today?
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For 10 years, I’ve been using the WordPress platform to blog daily, which has included processing the trauma I experienced when I was in the hospital having my first heart surgery at age 10 on November 22, 1963 (the day President Kennedy was killed). This year, I will do my best to relish cranberries and everything else on that day, which you will definitely read about on this platform.
When I search for “platforms “ on the YouTube platform, I find this …
As the weather here turns cool and we approach the midterm elections, I am trying to keep my cool, which was difficult yesterday when Joan the cat suddenly disappeared when I momentarily got distracted when we were outside together and I was inspecting the cool construction work on our home. I lost my cool as I searched for Joan, catastrophizing that I would never see that cool cat again. After many uncool minutes when Joan was uncharacteristically silent while I was calling her, she suddenly popped up, cool as a cucumber (although cats actually are not cool with cucumbers, as you can see here).
Also, my cool yellow Honda Fit with manual transmission has a brand new alternator which travelled all the way from Arkansas to Massachusetts, so now I’m cool about it starting up in the cool mornings. I find it cool and fun to drive a car with a stick shift and I think it’s uncool that they’re phasing out those kinds of cars.
At the end of the day, I did some cool EMDR therapy to help me stay cool while others are losing their cool around me, and my therapist and I came up with a cool positive cognition: “I can trust myself.”
I just looked up “a fear of forgetting” and found this, which I hope I don’t forget.
I have a fear of forgetting
to take my medicine, especially my Coumadin,
people’s names,
people’s birthdays,
how to operate my car whenever I bring it in for it’s yearly inspection,
other important things I need to do at infrequent intervals,
something I’m going to need whenever I leave the house,
how to do a therapy group in person (which I’m going to do this month for the first time since the pandemic started), and
how to reassure myself and calm myself down when I’m having fears.
I also have a fear of being forgotten, so maybe I really do have (hold on, what’s the name again?) ….athazagoraphobia!
I actually don’t have a fear of forgetting that name, because I can always look it up again.
I tell my patients — who often have a fear of forgetting, especially as they age — that anxiety makes us more forgetful and that forgetting things is often normal. For example, as we age, we often have trouble retrieving nouns and names. And althazagoraphobia is a noun and a name.
Oooops! So close …. it’s athazagoraphobia.
Do you see the fear of forgetting in any of my images for today?
I have a fear of forgetting to share the National Days on Twitter, but so far so good.
Here’s what I find when I search YouTube for “a fear of forgetting.”
I have no fear if forgetting to thank all those who help me create these daily posts, including YOU!
The Year(s) of Living Non-Judgmentally 