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Day 3676: Shocking

My husband Michael and I have been watching Deadwood, which was considered shocking when it debuted in 2004 for its extremely profane language. I assumed the language wouldn’t be shocking now but, much to my amazement, it still is.

Why is the language shocking to me? I think it’s because of the shocking anger and cruelty of several of the main characters. Somehow, despite all the anger and cruelty around us, it’s still shocking.

While I work towards acceptance and peace of mind, I’m grateful I still find some things shocking — shocked seems better than numb.

Do you see anything shocking in today’s blog post?

Okay, you bitches, here’s Randy Rainbow and his latest masterpiece about shocking behaviors in the USA House of Representatives.


Thanks to all who helped me create this shocking post, including YOU.

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Day 3606: Hope-scrolling

Last week, when I was looking for good news online about the USA midterm election, I made up the word “hope-scrolling.”

Hope-scrolling is the opposite of doomscrolling, which is defined here.

Therefore, hope-scrolling is spending screen time devoted to the absorption of positive news, which could result in helpful — or at least harmless — psychological responses.

The problem with hope-scrolling is encountering bad news along the way because (in case you haven’t noticed) most of the news online is bad.

As this daily blog approaches its 10-year anniversary, my hope is to keep it a place where it’s easy to do hope-scrolling, like (I hope) today.

On America Recycles Day and National Philanthropy Day, let’s see what I find when I search for “hope-scrolling” on YouTube.

Looks like I’m not the first to think about hope-scrolling!

Thanks to Present Moment Spoken Word and to all those who do hope-scrolling, including YOU.

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Day 2322: We want to know what you think!

I don’t know what you think, but when I see a sign that says people want to know what I think …


… I often think this:

They want to sell me something.

I think I might be too suspicious, especially since I always tell people in my Coping and Healing groups that I want to know what they think.

I let people in my groups know that I want to know what they think (and feel) by naming what I’m curious about in the moment, which often includes

  • their experience of whatever mindfulness exercise we did at the beginning of the group,
  • everything that’s happened since the last time I saw them,
  • what’s going on for them in the moment (including thoughts, feelings, and body experiences),
  • anything they’re aware of that might be contributing to what’s going on for them in the moment, and
  • many other curious thoughts I’m having.

Then I shut up, to let them know I’m more interested in what they think than I am in what I think.

I want to know what you think about my other photos from yesterday.


























I want to know what you think about things I might do during my week off from work, besides

  • walk and observe nature,
  • see lots of flowering trees,
  • spend time with friends,
  • enjoy delicious food,
  • complete a *%$*&#@ form for the Internal Revenue Service,
  • chair a board meeting of group therapists,
  • let people know about the Northeastern Society for  Group Psychotherapy‘s June conference,
  • celebrate Mother’s Day,
  • miss my late mother, and
  • appreciate each precious moment.

I want to know what you think of this song:


We want to know what you think of this post, of course.

Do you want to know what I think?  I’m thinking thoughts of gratitude for all those who helped me create today’s blog and — of course! — for YOU.




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Day 2318: How did that get there?

How did I get here, to this 2318th day of consecutive blogging, without writing a post titled “How did that get there?”  I get that there were two thousand, three hundred, and seventeen other worthy titles to share,  but I’m often wondering, “how did that get there?”

Indeed, yesterday I wondered that very thing when I looked at my calendar for the day:


I wondered, “How did that  ‘X’ get there at 3 AM?” I also wondered, “How did that extra ‘l’ get there in John Mulaney‘s name?”

How did the other new photos on my iPhone get there?













How did that get there? My niece, Victoria, and I were wondering last night how our country got here and we shared how we get back to hope and happiness by watching, among other things,  RuPaul’s Drag Race and John Mulaney stand-up routines.

Pete Davidson got to the audience last night by revealing the ending of Avengers: Endgame without issuing a spoiler alert.  It gets to me how Pete Davidson’s father, who was a New York City Firefighter, died in the September 11 attacks when Pete was just seven years old.  Pete got to that in his stand-up routine last night.

John Mulaney, in his stand-up routine, got to how he got there last night at Boston’s Wilbur Theater. He was there to raise money for My Brother’s Table, a Lynn, Massachusetts-based charity that his Nana has been volunteering at for years.   His Nana, who was in the audience, got to see her grandson give a great show.

How did John Mulaney and Pete Davidson get to be such good friends when they are SO different?  Here they are together on Saturday Night Live:

How did this Larry King interview with John Mulaney get here? It showed up right after the video above.

How did this amazing SNL skit written by John Mulaney get there?

How do readers’ comments get there?  See below.

How does gratitude get here, every day? I look for it, wherever I go.


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Day 2315: Long story, short

Because I’m hosting a retreat for group therapists at our home today, I need to make a long story, short.

Yesterday, I had a long day in which I

  • visited the hospital’s gift shop,
  • facilitated a Coping and Healing therapy group,
  • did individual therapy,
  • responded on short notice to people in crisis,
  • said “au revoir” — feeling sad AND happy — to graduating social work intern (and my co-writer and co-performer of the song “Nobody’s Perfect”), wonderful Nat Shirley,
  • exchanged short horn-honks with another yellow Honda Fit like mine,
  • had a short conversation with the two lovely people riding in that Honda Fit, and
  • sang one short original song near the end of a long Open Mic night, all the while being my short self wearing a long skirt and long earrings.

Since pictures are worth a thousand words, sharing photos might be the best way to make a long story short.



Amelia and Percy, my new Honda-Fit friends, told me a short story about how she thinks our cars are yellow and he thinks they’re lime green.

Here‘s me telling the long story, short, about how I left the house before I felt ready:


Please leave your long or short comments, below.

Long gratitude, short:

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Day 2311: Optimal Fuel

What is your optimal fuel?

Is it

  • a good night’s sleep?
  • naps?
  • supportive people?
  • animals?
  • community?
  • poetry?
  • music?
  • friends?
  • peace?
  • forgiveness?
  • magic?
  • beliefs?
  • humor?
  • hope?
  • nature?
  • travel?
  • the city?
  • the country?
  • walking (or other exercise you enjoy)?
  • work?
  • celebrations?
  • taking time for yourself?
  • wishes?
  • writing?
  • observing?
  • questions?
  • answers?
  • love?
  • nutritious food, including kale?













Two optimal videos show up (here and here) when I search YouTube for “Willie Nelson Optimal Fuel”:

Gratitude is one of my optimal fuels, so thanks to all who helped me create today’s optimal post and — of course! — to YOU.


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Day 2266: What was THAT all about?

What is today’s title all about?  It’s all about a conversation I had with Michael last night:

Michael: I’ve decided what I want on my tombstone.

Me: What?

Michael: “What was THAT all about?”

Me: That’s GREAT. I’ve decided what I want on my tombstone, too.

Michael: What?

Me: “I’m Exactly Where I’m Supposed to Be.”

If you had been all about when Michael and I were having that conversation, what might you have said about all of THAT?

When I searched all my previous blog posts for “What was that all about?” the second thing that came up was Day 967: The meaning of life. What was THAT all about?

What were all my photos from yesterday all about?



















What is that last photo all about?  It’s all about where I park my car (near Fenway Park). It’s also all about how I’m going to spend this evening — at a game night with other group therapists.  I’m game and all about that, although I’m also all about spending the weekend with Michael, as much as I can.

I’m all about my son Aaron, so here’s his second “Misheard Lyrics” video from many years ago:

I’m all about your comments, so please leave one below.

I’m all about gratitude, so thanks to all who were all about helping me create today’s post and — of course! — to all of  you!!



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Day 2265: Exhausted

Even though I’m up for anything these days, sometimes I get exhausted, especially on Thursdays, when I

  • work from 10 to 9,
  • facilitate two therapy groups,
  • orient new people for my groups,
  • see several people for individual therapy,
  • go to a meeting of social workers,
  • have about 20 minutes for lunch,
  • try to decide whether to look at or avoid the news,
  • practice my  latest song, and
  • practice self-care.

In one of those therapy groups, a person exhausted by a major and unexpected loss shared that she practices self care by taking breaks, even if it’s a break for a moment.  I wasn’t too exhausted to hear that she had learned that skill in my groups.

I was so exhausted by the end of the day  that I added a new emotion to the emotions chart on my door:


Here and now, I’m exhausted by the possibility that somebody might tell me that “exhausted” is not really an emotion.

Here and now, I’m NOT too exhausted to share my other photos from yesterday.





I hope you’re not too exhausted to share what exhausts you and what energizes you, in a comment below.

Here‘s the late and great Madeline Kahn singing about how exhausted she is in Mel Brooks‘s Blazing Saddles.

I’m never too exhausted to express my gratitude for all those who help me create these daily posts and — of course! — for YOU.



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Day 2208: Frustration

Yesterday, when I was experiencing some frustration, I noticed that somebody had chosen to express that feeling via the emotions chart on my office door.


I wondered, “Who expressed that frustration?  Was it a patient or a staff person? Why are they feeling frustration?  Are they expressing that frustration to others?  Are they keeping the frustration to themselves?  Do they know they are not alone in feeling frustration?  How do they deal with frustration?” I felt some frustration that I did not know  — and probably would never know — the answers to my questions.

However, I can ask similar questions to you, my readers.

Are you feeling frustration these days?   Do you share your frustration or keep it to yourself?  How do you deal with frustration?

I am feeling frustration with our government, these days.  Am I alone in that frustration?

Also, people in therapy have been expressing frustration about their relationship with food, especially during and after the holidays. I suggest that people NOT beat themselves up about what they’re eating– that leads to greater frustration and more eating to comfort themselves.

In addition, last night at a Board meeting, some of us expressed frustration about ageism, and how people — even those who are sensitive in their use of language about other differences — make jokes about age all the time.  I remember feeling frustration about this when I was in Social Work graduate school, decades ago.  Of course, my frustration with this gets worse as I get older.

After the board meeting, one of the participants shared this video in an email:

Is anybody feeling frustration that I’m taking so long to share my other photos from yesterday?













Are people feeling frustration about any of those photos?  I’ll explain the last one — I bought a gelato-filled Panettone for the board meeting.   Nobody expressed frustration about that.

Feel free to express frustration or any other feelings or thoughts in a comment, below.

Thanks to all who helped me create this “frustration” post and to you — of course!


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Day 2024: Read before you proceed

What do you read before you proceed?

Yesterday, I read this before I proceeded to my office:


Before I proceed tomorrow with my first board meeting as president of a group psychotherapy organization, I will read my notes to prepare.

I read, before I proceed, the latest world news, which indicates that the American president did not read messages from many advisors before proceeding to meet Putin in Helsinki.

Read before you proceed this line I just made up about that:

What works in Biloxi might not work in Helsinki.

Read before you proceed another line from me:

When Trump stopped in Helsinki  the results seemed rather stinky.

Read before you proceed the lines in my other photos from yesterday:




















Those geese appeared to read the walk sign before they proceeded across the street.

Read before you proceed these lyrics to Sting’s “If I Ever Lose My Faith in You”:

You could say I’d lost my belief in our politicians
They all seem like game show hosts to me.

Read before you proceed all the lyrics for that song:

Read before you proceed my thanks to all who helped me create today’s post and — of course! — you, for reading this before proceeding.


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