Posts Tagged With: Quincy Massachusetts

Day 1580: Bitch, Bitch, Bitch

Sometimes, life is a bitch.

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Sometimes, life is a different kind of bitch.

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Sometimes, life is a beach.

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Here‘s a bitch of a video at YouTube:

 

Feel free to bitch, bitch, bitch in a comment, below.

This bitch is grateful for all the bitches and beaches who helped her create this post and — of course! — she’s very grateful for you.

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Day 1575: Books

Yesterday, not knowing  it was World Book Day, 2017, I took several photos of books,.

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When I was younger, I was constantly reading  books. These days, I read more blogs than books. Is there  a World Blog Day on the books? There was one, five years ago, according to Face Book.

Here are some quotes about books from books:

“The person, be it gentleman or lady, who has not pleasure in a good novel, must be intolerably stupid.”  — Jane Austen

“Outside of a dog, a book is man’s best friend. Inside of a dog it’s too dark to read.” — Groucho Marx

“Never trust anyone who has not brought a book with them.” — Lemony Snicket

“If you only read the books that everyone else is reading, you can only think what everyone else is thinking.” — Haruki Murakami

“What really knocks me out is a book that, when you’re all done reading it, you wish the author that wrote it was a terrific friend of yours and you could call him up on the phone whenever you felt like it. That doesn’t happen much, though.” — J.D. Salinger

There are 3,000 quotes about books at goodreads.com. I am stopping at five quotes about books from books, because I don’t want today’s blog to be a book.

Here are other photos I took on World Book Day:

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Here‘s a previous blog post on the books, where I wrote new lyrics for “You’ve Got it Bad, Girl” from Stevie Wonder’s Talking Book.

This girl could write a book about how thankful I am for all who help me blog every day and — of course! — for you. Rather than wait for that book, though,  I’ll end with two more pictures from World Book Day.

 

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Day 1568: Oasis

Oasis is

  1. a small fertile or green area in a desert region, usually having a spring or well.
  2. something serving as a refuge, relief, or pleasant change from what is usual, annoying, difficult, etc.:
    The library was an oasis of calm in the hectic city.

Every day, I look for and find a refuge, relief or pleasant change from what is usual, annoying, difficult, etc. Did you know that’s key for great happiness and renewal?

Here are some oases I found yesterday.

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I do believe that sharing music together is an oasis which keeps our planet humming , so here‘s Wonderwall by Oasis:

Sharing my thoughts, feelings, photos, and music every day is an oasis for me. So is getting in touch with my gratitude to all, including you!

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Day 1567: It’s all about you

Two weeks ago, I wrote a post titled “It’s all about me.”  Now, thanks to a teabag I saw yesterday, it’s all about you.

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You, you, you. It’s all about you.

You would love my friend Barbara. When you visit, she gives you tea and takes you on great walks near the water.

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You know what’s good for you?  Barbara would tell you it’s all about coloring.

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Hey, you! If you observe Easter, Happy Easter.  If you observe Passover, Happy Passover.

It’s all about you no matter what you observe,  so here are more photos I took for you.

 

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Which of those photos do you like best? Are any of them all about you?

“It’s All about You” is here for you, on YouTube.

If you like, you can leave a comment that’s all about you.

In the beginning is you, in the middle is you and in the end is you.

In the end, it’s all about my gratitude for you.

 

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Day 1566: My great happiness

At different times of my life, I’ve thought that my great happiness was based on

  • where I lived,
  • what I accomplished,
  • the school I attended,
  • where I worked,
  • what I looked like,
  • other people’s opinions,
  • fame,
  • which political party was in power,
  • how the Red Sox were doing,
  • nobody being mad at me,
  • perfect health,
  • being a great writer,
  • youth,
  • living a long life, and
  • everybody I loved having great happiness, too.

Today, I’m considering what a teabag is telling me about my great happiness:

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My great happiness, apparently, is assured, because everywhere I look I see things that warm my heart.

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It warms my heart and gives me great happiness to see old 45 records like that, including this one:

 

As always, it would give me great happiness to read your thoughts and feelings about this blog.

Thanks to all who who contributed to my great happiness in creating today’s post and to you — of course! — and your great happiness.

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Day 1555: What belongs to you

Here’s a message from a teabag that belonged to me yesterday:

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When I read that teabag, I thought it was telling me that a house by the water, which I had come to over the weekend,  belonged to me.

Earlier in the day, to find out whether the house really belonged to me, I came to it in my car and commuted to work from there.

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All during the day, I came to many people and told them that house belonged to me and that I was going to make an offer on it.  People came to me and told me I belonged in that house and they wished me good luck in getting it.

Then, at the end of the day, I saw the house again and it came to me that the house and I did NOT belong together.

Since that house does not belong to me, what does belong to me?

  • My thoughts.
  • My feelings.
  • My wishes.
  • My hopes.
  • My dreams.
  • My mind.
  • My spirit. 
  • My heart.
  • My decisions.
  • The consequences of my actions.

More photos that belong to me will now come to you.

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Now that I’ve shared those pictures, they belong to you, too.

Here’s something else that belongs to me: the smiles of my late parents.

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My parents belonged near the water and so do I.  What belongs to me will come to me, eventually.

This video  about what belongs to you just came to me on YouTube:

My name, which belongs to me but is used more by others, is Ann Koplow. My gratitude, which belongs to you, is now coming to you.

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Day 1554: Fáilte

Yesterday, I did not fáil te take a photo of this welcoming word in a welcoming home:

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“Fáilte” means welcome and you’re welcome for the definition.

Do any of these other photos say “Fáilte” to you?

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Michael’s Matzo Ball Soup says “Fáilte” to me.

Since this is the second post in a row with a sign about the hokey pokey, let’s welcome this YouTube video:

As always, I would welcome any comments.

Fáilte and thanks to all who helped me create this post and to you — of course! — who are ALWAYS welcome here.

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Day 1547: Every beat of my heart

Ever since I got a mechanical heart valve on September 21, 2016, I can hear and feel the beat of my heart.  That’s why I appreciated every beat of this heart-felt message:

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I know, with every beat of my heart, that sharing your thoughts and feelings with a group can be good for your heart and soul. So, yesterday, I  posted this on the Facebook page of the Zipper Sisters (a private group for women born with heart conditions):

To my sisters with a mechanical heart valve: Can you hear and/or feel the valve (like I do)? What’s that like for you?

All the different hearts that answered my questions helped my heart and my soul feel heard, connected, supported, and quieter.

As my heart was beating yesterday, I noticed and captured every image in today’s post.

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Because every beat of my heart values honesty and authenticity, I confess that I did not take those last two photos — I found them here and here.

Every beat of my heart loves this performance by Gladys Knight & the Pips:

 

Every beat of my heart feels gratitude for all who helped me create this post and — of course! — for you.

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Day 1546: How to decide

How to decide how to start this post?

HOW TO DECIDE

  • Explore all your options.
  • Look at the pros and cons of all your different options.
  • Listen to others who have relevant wisdom.
  • Trust your gut.
  • Be logical.
  • Follow your heart.
  • Look for signs from the universe.
  • Pay attention to your dreams.
  • Flip a coin and see whether you want to flip it again.
  • Check your comfort level at each stage of the process.
  • Realize that even a “wrong” decision is not the end of the world.

How do you decide?

How to decide which photos from yesterday I should include here?

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How to decide whether to give peas and/or peace a chance?

How to decide which music to share?

Here‘s a song about how to decide from Into the Woods:

How to decide how to thank all who helped me create todays’ post and — of course! — YOU?

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Day 1525: Distress tolerance

Distress tolerance is an important skill to learn because, no matter who we are, we all encounter distress we need to tolerate.

I’ve been tolerating a lot of distress lately, including

  • open heart surgery,
  • a cardiac pacemaker recall,
  • American politics,
  • rejection,
  • mistakes,
  • loss, and
  • disappointment.

Chances are that you’ve been tolerating distress lately, too.

So how do we tolerate distress?

Personally, I tolerate distress with

  • blogging,
  • music,
  • humor,
  • nature,
  • animals,
  • movies,
  • walks,
  • talks,
  • reading,
  • spending time with people I love,
  • chocolate
  • taking action, and
  • taking pictures.

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Which of those photos are best for your distress tolerance?

For me, these two photos

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… illustrate this important lesson: If you want a cupcake, don’t go for a cookie masquerading as a cupcake.  Get the real thing.

And this picture

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is very good for my distress tolerance, because it shows me that beautiful things can turn up, even when and where you least expect them.

Here‘s Marsha Linehan talking briefly about Distress Tolerance:

And here‘s some music that helps me tolerate distress:

Here’s a joke I just found on YouTube:

Arnold Schwarzenegger works in a record shop and a customer asks him where to find the Brandenburg Concertos.

Arnold answers “Aisle B, Bach”

I’ll be back with another post, tomorrow.

Thanks to all who helped me create this distress-tolerating post and to you — of course! — for tolerating my blog, here and now.

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