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Day 1477: You are not a fool of the cosmos

Last night, when my car inexplicably would not start,  I momentarily felt like a fool of the cosmos.

However, while I was waiting for the tow truck to arrive, I picked up this book …

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… and read the following quote:

“When I think about all the bad stuff in my life, I feel I’m just a goddam fool of the cosmos! It’s humiliating! On a sidewalk crowded with people, I’m the one who’s  stepped in the dog poop. No one else is as stupid or unlucky as I am. The problem is: how can I go forward, how can I trust the future if I feel I am this stupid unlucky guy?”

When I read that passage aloud to my boyfriend, Michael, I did not feel like a fool of the cosmos.

When the tow truck arrived  and my car started up IMMEDIATELY for that guy, I did not feel like a fool of the cosmos.

When I drive my car in to my local Honda dealership and explain what happened, I refuse to feel like a fool of the universe.

I am not a fool of the cosmos for  writing “fool of the universe,” above.   I know I did that because “fool” sounds like “fluke” and I remember the National Lampoon’s “Deteriorata”

… which is a spoof of the 1970’s spoken-word hit “Desiderata.”

 

I am not a fool of the cosmos for taking these photos yesterday.

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Thanks to all the children of the universe who helped me create today’s post and to you — of course! — for being here and now in the cosmos, with me.

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Day 1475: Pick One

Every day, I pick one topic I think will be helpful for me and my readers. Often, I pick one photo from the day before for inspiration.

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Notice that staff at cardiac rehab is telling me to pick one exercise — either the BioStep or the Stationary Bike.  The first day they told me to pick one, I didn’t notice that instruction, and I did both exercises. If I had to pick one thing to say about that, I’d say that doing both exercises didn’t hurt.

With all that’s been happening lately, if I had to pick one book to read, it would probably be this one:

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I couldn’t pick one photo of that book cover, so I included all three. That last photo reminds me that I’m trying to pick one seaside location for our next home. I’d like to pick one home that fits our needs for the next decade.

If you had to pick one photo that’s your favorite from this post, which would it be?

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If I had to pick one song for this post, I guess it would be this one:

If you had to pick one guy who reminded you of Captain Hook, who would it be?

I can’t pick one person to thank, so thanks to all who helped me create today’s post and to you — of course! — for picking this one blog to visit, here and now.

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Day 1100: Accidents

It’s no accident that I’m starting off today’s post with some free associations about “Accidents,” as follows:

  1. I’ve had several car accidents in my long life.
  2. None of these accidents have seriously hurt me or anybody else.
  3. Every time I have an accident, I feel shame.
  4. Accidents happen.
  5. In case any of my readers are accidentally thinking I’ve recently had a car accident, I have not.
  6. It’s no accident that I start off many of my posts with free associations because I’m a psychotherapist, and psychotherapists often find accidental free associations very meaningful.
  7. Because of my own perfectionism (which is probably no accident),  I can judge myself harshly even for the smallest of accidents.
  8. Some people believe there are no accidents, and that everything happens for a reason.
  9. I thought of “Accidents”for  the title of today’s post because one of the photos I took yesterday was an accident.

It’s no accident, here and now, that I’d like you to guess which of these photos was an accident:

Ooops!  No matter what I try, this morning, I cannot get that one accidental photo to show up in this blog. I wonder if that’s an accident?

It’s no accident that I’m feeling no shame about this latest accident,  because every day in every way I work on myself and others letting go of shame about accidents.

Here are all the non-accidental photos I took yesterday:

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Which of those photos remind you most of “Accidents”?

Also, I suppose it’s no accident that the last photo, above, includes the photo I took by accident (located on the computer screen behind our sometimes accident-waiting-to-happen cat, Oscar).

If you leave a comment below, would that be an accident?

Non-accidental thanks to all who helped me create this post about accidents and to you — of course! — for reading it, accidentally or otherwise.

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