Day 3350: How are you going to live each day?

How are you going to live each day amidst so much injustice, pain, brutality, loss, and uncertainty?

How are you going to live each day to make it matter?

How are you going to live each day balancing other people’s needs with your needs?

Each day I live, I look at the news and all the images I’ve captured on my phone, and that’s why today’s blog post title is “How are you going to live each day?“

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Here’s what I find on YouTube when I search for “How are you going to live each day?”

While that video says we should live each day like it’s our last, in this video Leana Delle says the opposite:

I live each day with gratitude for all that I have, including YOU.

Day 2998: It doesn’t make sense

It doesn’t make sense that so many people are

• hateful,
• cruel,
• ignorant,
• racist,
• sexist,
• homophobic,
• ageist,
• close-minded,
• irrational,
• petty,
• malicious,
• rigid,
• divisive,
• greedy,
• humorless,
• dismissive,
• immature,
• intolerant, and
• uncaring.

It doesn’t make sense that bad things happen to good people.

It doesn’t make sense that there are such extreme economic inequalities.

It doesn’t make sense that people’s rewards on this earth do not match the value of what they contribute to others.

It doesn’t make sense that people focus on short-term gain, ignoring long-term consequences and realities.

It doesn’t make sense that we are trashing our own home — the Earth.

It doesn’t make sense that we don’t join together to solve problems.

It doesn’t make sense that people are so hungry for power and then misuse it when they get it.

It doesn’t make sense that people act like they’re going to live forever.

It doesn’t make sense that people who have so little sense do so much of the talking.

It doesn’t make sense that we change the clocks twice a year.

It doesn’t make sense that, as of this writing, nobody has commented on this photo from yesterday’s blog post:

Does it make sense that all this was inspired by one daily bitch?

It does make sense that Michael is making hot, buttery mashed potatoes tonight.

Do my other images today make sense?

It doesn’t make sense to me that so many people voted for Donald Trump.

Here’s “It Makes No Sense!” by Trevor Noah …

… and “Life Doesn’t Make Sense!” by Pete Holmes:

It doesn’t make sense that I’m just now finding out about the amazing Regina Carter.

What doesn’t make sense to you?

It doesn’t make sense to end any blog post without expressing gratitude for all who helped me create it, including YOU!

Day 2819: A Nation Reveals Itself

A few hours before it was revealed that my nation’s Supreme Court Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg had died, this revealed itself to me:

A nation reveals itself by its

• leaders,
• priorities,
• values,
• humanity,
• awareness,
• respect and protection for all,
• focus on the future,
• engagement in the world, and
• justice.

Because of how our nation has been revealing itself, I and those I love were immeasurably grief-stricken and devastated by the loss of Justice Ginsburg.

Senate leader Republican Mitch McConnell, who blocked President Obama from choosing a Supreme Court Justice many months before the 2016 Presidential election because “the people should decide,” has already revealed his plans to rush the process of replacing RBG with somebody diametrically opposed to her judicial values, scant weeks before the election.

A nation reveals itself by the hypocrisy, partisanship, greed, and injustice of its leaders.

A blog reveals itself by its words and images.

A blogger reveals herself by taking a picture of a plastic pig, because I am so sick of the greedy pigs running and ruining my nation.

In this televised tribute to her last night, RBG reveals that she was taught by her mother never to respond in anger.

I have much to learn from her.

I now look for hope and justice to be revealed, somehow, in the days ahead.

Feel free to reveal yourself in a comment, below.

Gratitude reveals itself here every day, so undying thanks to the amazingly courageous Ruth Bader Ginsburg and to all who witness what I reveal here, including you.

Day 2766: I haven’t been this depressed since …

How would you complete today’s blog post title?

I haven’t been this depressed since …

• the passing of  another soul very precious to me (other passing souls described here, here, here, here, and here),
• I last looked at the news about the coronavirus pandemic,
• the most recent killing of an unarmed black man,
• somebody told me a horrific story about being abused as a child,
• somebody said they intended to hurt me,
• the latest mass shooting in the U.S.,
• my friend Megan had to stop working with me because her family moved too far away,
• the 2016 U.S. Presidential election, and
• I found out I had to have open heart surgery in 2016.

Here’s how The Daily Bitch completes that sentence …

… which also works for me.

I haven’t taken many photos since my last blog post, perhaps because I’m depressed about the passing of our fabulous cat, Oscar.

 

Harley doesn’t seem depressed, but who knows?

Here‘s what comes up on YouTube when I search for “I haven’t been this depressed since”.

 

I haven’t been this grateful since yesterday.

 

Day 2227: Sux

Lately, I’ve been getting lots of news that sux.   That news has included:

• the premature death of a lovely woman I’ve known for years,
• injustice in the legal system,
• a diagnosis of brain cancer for another beloved friend,
• the appointment of a fossil fuels lobbyist to the U.S. Cabinet as Secretary of the Interior, and
• pretty much all the news in the media, which I’ve been trying to avoid.

When there’s so much news that sux, it helps me to share my feelings and thoughts with others.  Right before I started writing this post, a friend and I wrote “Sux” to each other on Messenger.

It also helps me to take in  and share what’s not sucking around me.

It sux when somebody posts photos in a blog post that are difficult to read.  If you want to suck in more of what’s going on in any of those pictures, please suck it in and click on it.

It sux when there are demons in your life, but there always are, so why not name them, as suggested by that mindfulness card, above?  When I first read the front of that card “Name the demons,” I sucked in my breath as I imagined naming them “Fred,” “Gertrude” or “Charlie.”

It sux that I have to get to work early this morning, so here’s what I can quickly find on YouTube for “Sux.”

 

Here’s what comes up for “Sux Music”:

I notice connections  between those two “sux” videos about what sux.

It never sux to experience and express gratitude for what you do have, so thanks to all who helped me write this “”Sux” post and — of course! — to YOU.