Posts Tagged With: Boston

Day 2738: Who counts?

In yesterday’s blog post, I asked the question “Who’s counting?” twice.

Today, as I am looking at others counting the horrific numbers of dead in the United States and around the world,  I’m asking, “Who counts?”

I don’t know how people in power would answer that question, but I do know how the people I love, respect, and count on would answer it.

Everybody counts.

Who counts in the phots I took yesterday?

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Who counts on love?  I do.

When I search YouTube for “Who Counts”,  I find this:

I count on you to watch that video and I count on you to vote.

Thanks to everybody who counts, including YOU.

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Day 2674: What we can teach each other

Yesterday, I decided that our shy cat Harley could probably teach people a thing or two about social distancing, so I started taping this tutorial:

However, Harley didn’t teach the way I expected him to. Based on my past knowledge of Harley, I assume that Harley’s behavior was different because his best friend Michael was in the room.

This morning, when Michael was not in the room, I tried again:

Somebody can teach me something about how to hold the camera and Harley can teach us all this about social distancing:

  • Maintain a distance of six feet from people.
  • If somebody gets too close, move away, if possible.
  • If not, ask the person to back off.

Harley also teaches us that fear can make us very catty.

What can these other recent images teach us?

That teabag can teach us that our strength is our own knowledge.

I hope our knowledge and our strength help us all get through this.  I look forward to the teachings in the comments section, below.

Thanks to all who teach and learn, including YOU!

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Day 2600: Getting along

Yesterday, in my Coping and Healing group, the members talked about what’s going on in the world, expressing the wish that different people could be sitting down, sharing, and getting along.

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What’s the secret to getting along? According to the group members yesterday, it’s listening to each other with respect.

I need to be getting along to work early this morning, so here are all my other photos from yesterday:

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Here‘s “Getting Along” by the Swedish band Royal Republic:

 

What are your thoughts and feelings about getting along?

I won’t be getting along without gratitude to all who help me create this daily blog, including YOU.

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Day 2599: Anxiety’s moments

Yesterday, many moments after creating Day 2598: Moments you dream about, I heard the 1970s Chicago tune, Anxiety’s Moment …

… which lasts only a few moments.

In the 1970s, I had several anxiety’s moments, including when I heard about Chicago’s wonderful singer-guitarist-songwriter Terry Kath‘s  untimely death from “an accidental gunshot wound to the head.”  That still causes anxiety’s moment when I think about it  in this moment.

In these very early moments of the 2020s, many people are already expressing lots of anxiety’s moments.  Are you one of them?

Do any of my photos from yesterday add to or relieve anxiety’s moment?

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Please no lectures but please do take a moment to leave a comment about this anxiety’s moments post.

As always, I relieve anxiety’s moments by expressing my gratitude to all who help me create this daily blog, including YOU.

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Moments after I published this post, I found this video on YouTube, which includes many amazing moments with Chicago and the Beach Boys:

 

 

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Day 2576: Therapy

Since I practice group therapy and individual therapy, I must have created many other “Therapy” posts, right?

What attracts my attention now is this:  the only other post I’ve published with “therapy” in the title is Day 430: What I learned at the group therapy conferenceand that is one of my shortest posts, ever.

So why this therapy post, today?

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That’s a sign I saw yesterday at Designer’s Circus in Boston. At Designer’s Circus, I found Therapy and Joy.

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That’s Joy, who was one of the many people at Designer’s Circus who heard that I was there to shop for a dress for my December 27 City Hall Wedding and who wanted to be involved in the process.

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That’s Kathleen, one of the owners of Designer’s Circus, who helped me find two great dresses. Spending time with her and the other wonderful people I met at Designer’s Circus was definitely therapy for me.

After retail therapy at Designer’s Circus, I got more therapy at the annual glass sale at Almost Perfect Glass in Cambridge, Massachusetts because I spent therapeutic time with my good friend Deb, seen here at last year’s sale.

Wherever I look, I find therapy. Can you find therapy in my other photos from yesterday?

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If you want pizza therapy, go to Santarpio’s in Boston, which makes the best pizza I’ve ever had.

How about some music therapy?

Because I especially love group therapy, I wonder how my group of readers will respond to this post.

Gratitude is great therapy for all of us, so thank you!

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Day 2558: Success

One thousand, five hundred, and fifty-three days ago (but who’s counting?), I published Day 1005: What is success?  Because I’m feeling self-confident today, I think it’s time to revisit success.

Here’s a quote from Emerson about success:

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Reading that, I believe I have succeeded.  My success would be complete if you could admit that you’ve succeeded, too.

I had success taking these other photos yesterday:

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Even though Michael says he doesn’t like tilapia, he has great success in transforming it into delicious and nutritious meals.

Here‘s Squeeze launching MTV Unplugged with great success:

It’s love.

The day before Thanksgiving here, I now aim for success in expressing my  profound thanks to all who help me create this daily blog, including YOU!

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Day 2541: It all worked out

When things are challenging at work and elsewhere, I like to share my personal epic stories with my fiancé, Michael.

Michael (who until recently was just my boyfriend) used to respond — after I had finished weaving my latest saga of ups and downs, twists and turns, backs and forths, and tos and fros — like so:

Everybody loves you, Ann.

Maybe because we’re all sadder and wiser these days (as we realize that not EVERYBODY loves us), Michael’s go-to response to my personal stories is now this:

It all worked out.

“It all worked out” as a response to my stories evokes ups and downs, twists and turns, backs and forths, and tos and fros in me, including:

  • laughter,
  • annoyance,
  • calm,
  • mind-reading,
  • agreement,
  • worry that my story might not have been as riveting in the telling as I had hoped,
  • acceptance,
  • sarcasm,
  • epiphanies, and
  • often a resolution to tell the same story to somebody who was there or who knows the people who were there (because, as they say, “you had to be there”).

Yesterday, I told Michael that my next blog post was going to be titled “It all worked out.”  We’ll see how that works out.

Last night,  I went to the 25th anniversary of Cam Neely‘s huge charity event, Comics Come Home, at the Boston Garden.  I had some anxiety and worry about parking and getting to the venue, where I was meeting Julie, one of my co-workers.

This anxiety and worry seemed well founded when I encountered troubling signs at the parking garage where I had pre-paid for a space through the app Park Whiz.

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It appeared that I was going to have to pay $36 – $48 to get my car out, after paying $17 last week to Park Whiz to reserve a space at this garage.  I called the phone number in the Park Whiz app and reached a nice human being who told me that, when I returned from the event at the Garden, I should buzz the attendant who should let me out. SHOULD, I thought, wondering how this was going to work out.

I then worked my way over to the Boston Garden through twists and turns, backs and forths, and tos and fros, as Google Maps gave me confusing and sometimes incorrect information.  (I am thankful there were minimal ups and downs, because I do not like working out on hills.)  When Google Maps was telling me that I was still a five-minute walk away from the Garden, I asked two nearby policeman, “This may be a stupid question, but where’s The Garden?”  As I expected, they pointed and replied, “It’s right here.”  Then, when I told the security people at the doors that I had a pacemaker, they worked it out so I could avoid the metal detectors, which can make pacemakers stop working correctly. Soon I was back inside the Garden, where I had seen Larry Bird, Robert Parish, and the other Boston Celtics work out so many wins during the 1980s.

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It might be difficult to work out from those photos that the comedians last night included host Denis Leary, Bill Burr, Steven Wright, Pete Holmes, John MulaneyLenny Clarke, and Kelly MacFarland (who WORKED it, girl!).

After the amazing show, my co-worker Julie accompanied me back to the parking garage because neither of us were sure how this was going to work out.  We buzzed the attendant, who said he could NOT let me out and that I was going to have to pay full price and settle up with Park Whiz.  When we argued with him, he hung up on us.  I called Park Whiz again and when I started to explain the situation, a different nice human being on the other end asked, “Is this Ann?”  She apologized for the hassle and told me that they had spoken to management of the garage and that they were supposed to let me out.  Then I lost phone reception with her.  Julie contacted the attendant again and the nice Park Whiz person called me back and asked if she could somehow talk to the attendant. As I was trying to work this out, I heard the parking attendant say this to Julie through the intercomm:

You know what? I’m sick of this!  People are telling me different things. I’ll just let you out. Okay?  Bring your car around.  I’ll recognize you.

I got into my little yellow car, drove to the exit, and, after a few moments, the unseen parking attendant lifted the gate so I could work my way out. After driving into better phone reception, I called Park Whiz again. It was after midnight, past the time the first nice Park Whiz person had said they would still be answering the phones.  However, I easily reached more nice people, who apologized for the confusion and the miscommunications and who gave me a credit for future Park Whiz bookings.

Julie insisted on working her way home via an Uber, refusing my offers to drive her there.  Later, I texted her this:

Thank you so much!  You are my hero!

She replied:

Thanks for a fun night!

I look forward to seeing her tomorrow, back at work.

When I got home to Michael last night, the first thing I said to him was, “It all worked out.”

Here‘s Denis Leary working it out in a song he performed last night with The Enablers.

 

That’s how they work things out in Boston.

Thanks to all who help me work things out at this daily blog, including YOU.

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Day 2527: Looking forward

“Looking forward” is something people often write and say about the future.  Today, I’m looking forward to

While looking forward to events in the future can help one feel hope, it can also trigger worry and fears about that future, like “Is this too much?”  “Will all these activities next week interfere in my self care?” “Will the absence of the late Walter Becker get in the way of my really enjoying the Steely Dan concert?” “What’s the weather going to be like?” “Am I ready for November?”  and “Where the hell am I going to park?”

The cure for future-oriented fears is refocusing on the present moment. And in this moment, I have several new photos to share with you.

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To make this my day, my way, I’d like to revisit and clarify one difficult-to-read photo above:

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History is a relentless master. It has no present, only the past rushing into the future. To try to hold fast is to be swept aside.

John Fitzgerald Kennedy

I’m looking forward to thoughtful and articulate future Presidents of the United States of America.

Finding this on YouTube is helping me look forward, even more, to the Steely Day concert on Friday:

I’m looking forward to knowing what you’re looking forward to. In other words, I’m looking forward to reading any comment you might leave, below.

I wonder if anybody is looking forward to my thanking everybody for all you do for me, every day, here at this blog.

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Day 2499: Every day is a miracle

“Every Day is a Miracle” is a song from the miraculous David Byrne‘s American Utopia. 

It was a miracle that Michael and I got

  • tickets for the last pre-Broadway performance of American Utopia,
  • a reasonable parking space in Boston,
  • sushi at our favorite sushi restaurant,
  • time at a Halloween pop-up store near the theater, and
  • the chance to witness and enjoy an incredible show with amazing musicians in a miraculous theater.

Every day that I took each of these previously unshared photos was a miracle.

 

 

Every one of those photos is a miracle.

Every moment of American Utopia was a miracle, including “Every Day is a Miracle.”  Here‘s a miraculously clear recording of a 2018 performance of that song in Houston.

 

Every comment you leave is a miracle, for me.

Thanks to all who make my every day a miracle, including YOU.

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Day 2496: I helped myself feel safer

Yesterday, when I was helping people feel safer in a Coping and Healing group, I wrote and shared this:

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I helped myself feel safer yesterday by changing how I visualize a judgmental and critical person. I used to call them my personal dragon.  Which is scary!  I imagined them as a little yappy dog.  And that helped!

I helped myself feel safer, after the group, by walking around Boston during a beeoootiful day and then going to see a play with my friend and real estate agent, Jane (not pictured, because my phone was running out of juice and I wanted to conserve some power so I could feel safer when I walked back to my car). Do any of my photos from yesterday help you feel safer?

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Knowing that this is “Thinking of You Week” helps me feel safer, as does Boston’s Christian Science Center, book stores, cakes,  animals, friends, and people trying to solve world problems.

I helped myself feel safer yesterday while I was waiting for Jane at a restaurant by starting a new original song, called “Who Cares?”

Who Cares?

by Ann Koplow

Who cares?

Who dares to?

Who cares what scares you?

Who cares and shares with you?

Who cares in that rare way

from Sunday to Saturday.

Who cares, aware and true?

Do you have that someone

Who never says, “I’m done,”

Who won’t run

Even when it’s not fun.

© Ann Koplow, 2019

I’m hoping to help myself feel safer this weekend by working on that tune and three others I’ve started but haven’t finished.

Dr. Peter Levine, whose books have helped me feel safer, offers two ways to help people feel safer:

 

Expressing gratitude helps me feel safer, so thanks to all who helped me create today’s post and — of course! — to YOU.

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