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Day 2857: Hear my cry

Yesterday, after hearing people cry, I saw this:

Hear my cry about

  • the death of Supreme Court Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg,
  • the state of the USA,
  • injustice,
  • suffering,
  • climate change,
  • imbalance of power,
  • greed, and
  • inhumanity.

I cried when I took one of these photos.

When I’m crying, I breathe in support and love and I breathe out fear and helplessness.

Here‘s “Hear My Cry” by Marvia Providence:

Of course, I want to hear your cry, laughter, love, hope, despair, and anything else in the comments section, below.

Hear my gratitude, here and now.

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Day 2850: Plan ahead

I don’t plan ahead very much for these blog posts. Instead, I often let my recent photos plan ahead for me.

I like to plan ahead for what might go wrong with something that’s important to me. For example, I planned ahead for last night’s high school Zoom reunion by preparing for the unlikely eventuality that I — as sole host for the event — might suddenly lose the internet or electrical power, which would have ended the reunion for everybody, despite all our planning ahead.

When other people are spending too much time planning ahead for unlikely problems, I invite them to let go of the worry by assigning a percentage to the possibility of it happening. People on the reunion planning committee tried to point out to me that my losing power was sooooo unlikely that I should forget about it. Instead, I spent hours planning ahead how to make somebody else from the reunion committee a cohost, so the Zoom reunion could continue without me if need be.

The Zoom reunion went great, without any major unplanned glitches except this one: despite (or perhaps because of) all my planning ahead, I was too distracted to remember to start taping the reunion until after I sang my introductory song “We Grew Up in the Sixties and We’re in our Sixties Now” which I started planning ahead to perform months ago. Well, as they say, “Man plans. God laughs.”

As I plan ahead for the rest of my life, I plan to spend less time planning ahead for unlikely negative possibilities and more time enjoying the current moment. In other words, I plan to follow my own advice to others about planning ahead.

I rarely plan ahead when I capture the moment in images like these:

I planned ahead for that white board to show up in my Zoom frame last night, and it did.

Last night, we planned ahead for an in-person repeat of our 50th reunion when it’s safe to do so, which reminds me of this:

Without planning ahead, I found “Plan Ahead” by Allan Sherman:

I plan ahead to read all planned and unplanned comments on this post.

If you were planning ahead to see some gratitude from me for everyone who helped me create this post, here it is!

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Day 2843: Stay calm

I’m trying to stay calm as I

  • deal with new problems creating these posts because of changes on WordPress,
  • blog on my phone this morning,
  • get ready to resume working from home as a group and individual psychotherapist,
  • attend a challenging Zoom meeting,
  • set healthy boundaries,
  • respect myself and others,
  • balance preparation with spontaneity,
  • deal with technological glitches,
  • deal with human glitches,
  • recover and learn from mistakes,
  • accept my natural impatience and sensitivities,
  • encounter disappointment,
  • feel helpless,
  • rush to respond to people as quickly as possible,
  • plan my 50th high school reunion on Zoom, and
  • face the uncertainties we are all encountering, here and now.

What helps you stay calm? For me, it’s sharing photos like these:

Music like this helps me stay calm, even while reminding me of how fragile we are:

I also stay calm by noticing and expressing gratitude, so thanks to all who help me create these daily posts, including YOU.

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Day 2836: I’m on my way

I’m on my way to explaining the inspiration for today’s post.

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I’m on my way to having a cat sitting near me when I blog, again, because shy kitty Harley is, for the first time, next to me while I’m blogging. If I got up to get my phone to prove that Harley is close by, he might be on his way somewhere else.

I’m on my way moving through the grief process for the loss of our ever-present kitty Oscar, although every time I read this post or that post about his passing, I cry.

We’re all on our way to the November U.S. Presidential election and I hope I won’t be crying about those results. In the meantime, I feel like I’m on my way to being stuck in a David Lynch movie.

I’m on my way to showing you my other photos from yesterday.

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I love seeing cats and my son Aaron when I’m on my way.

I’m on my way to sharing  Take 6 singing “I’m On My Way” live in their inimitable way.

By the way, I loved seeing this video about a kid and his adult neighbor on their way.

I’m on my way to crying about that, too, because — as I wrote during my first year of blogging — kindness can make me cry, even harder.

Are you on your way to leaving a comment, below?

I’m always on my way to expressing gratitude, so thanks to all who help me create these daily posts, including YOU.

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Day 2829: Achievable next steps

In therapy, I often ask people to think about achievable next steps, especially if they feel overwhelmed, powerless, and uncertain about the future.  (Sound familiar, anybody?)  Identifying an achievable next step can promote a sense of control and hope.

Here and now, my achievable next steps include

  • asking for more help in planning a high school reunion on Zoom,
  • going for a socially distanced walk on Day 2 of my 17-day staycation, and
  • writing my next blog post.

Do you see any achievable next steps in my photos from yesterday?

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Those last four photos show my son Aaron taking some initial steps to explain category theory to me.  He took some prior steps of describing category theory while we were stepping out on a neighborhood walk (pictured above).

My comprehending category theory

  1. will take many next steps over my staycation and
  2. is definitely achievable, because my son is an excellent teacher.

An achievable next step is to choose a YouTube video for today’s post. Here‘s one explaining John Coltrane‘s Giant Steps, “the most feared song in jazz history.”

Here‘s Giant Steps with somebody taking steps to add animated sheet music (but not for the piano solo):

People took the achievable steps of posting these comments on that YouTube video:

luis Bazan
5 years ago
It looks like I was watching a Tom and Jerry chase sequence, I like it

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Skippy the Magnificent
1 year ago
“What key is this in?”
“Yes.”

Does leaving a comment here feel like a giant step or an achievable next step to you?

Expressing gratitude is always an achievable next step, so thanks to all (including YOU!) who helped me take achievable next steps to complete this achievable next blog post.

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Day 2822: Alone

For years, my excuse for not writing more was that I did not like doing things alone.  Writing, I was not alone in realizing, is what most people do alone, and I thought I would only enjoy writing if I collaborated with other people.

However, for seven-and-a-half years (which I, alone, am counting), I have been writing this daily blog alone.  Actually the lone exception to that is when my then-boyfriend, now-husband Michael wrote two blog posts alone when I was having open heart surgery four years ago (here and here).  In the past, when I had heart-related surgery I felt very alone, but that time I did not feel alone at all.

Which leads me to why writing this blog alone comes easily to me: it’s because I don’t feel alone while writing these daily posts. How could I feel alone when I know that all of you are out there?

If you see the theme of alone in these images from yesterday, you are not alone.

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That’s my only son, Aaron, waving hello yesterday to my beloved friend Marcia in California who, like the rest of us, sometimes feels alone.  That photo reminds me of the one I alone took exactly two years ago when I got off the plane in Edinburgh, Scotland.

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Aaron alone knows how much I dislike having my name misspelled and I loved how he and his friend Camilla greeted me there.  I hope I am not alone in appreciating Aaron’s sense of humor.

By the way, I am worried about the U.S. Presidential election in November amidst the pandemic and troubling developments with the U.S. Postal Service, and I know I am not alone in that.

Here is “We Are All Alone” by the late Lyle Mays, which I was listening to yesterday as I was taking my walk alone.

If you leave a comment below, I doubt you will be alone.

I alone know how grateful I am to all who help me create these daily posts, including YOU.

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Day 2815: Scream

Last week, I asked people in a socially-distanced Coping and Healing group if they wanted to scream.  Some said they did want to scream, but nobody screamed in group.  When people are angry and frustrated, I sometimes suggest that they scream

  • together,
  • alone,
  • into a pillow,
  • in their cars,
  • along to music, or
  • other ways that work for them.

Yesterday,  I almost screamed with joy when this long-awaited mask arrived in the mail:

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I wore the Scream mask yesterday when we shopped at a local Whole Foods Market (which my friend Jenn calls “Whole Paycheck”). The week before, I wanted to scream at our local Stop & Shop because a shopper was walking around with no mask, unchallenged, and several employees (INCLUDING A STORE MANAGER!) had their noses hanging out of their masks.  I might scream about that to our local Board of Health.

Do you see anything in these other photos from yesterday that makes you want to scream?

IF YOU WANT TO ENLARGE ANY OF THOSE PHOTOS, PLEASE CLICK ON IT!

Here’s another photo from Whole Foods:

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People who party together these days without obeying social distancing make me want to SCREAM!

During the month of August, people usually scream with laughter at the Edinburgh Festival Fringe, but not this year (which is screamingly apparent in this video by Laurie Black):

Here’s how Laurie Black introduces that video on YouTube:

This is Laurie Black, reporting from Edinburgh. Scenes on the ground here are unheard of – the streets are empty, shutters down, the silent discos are actually silent, and pipers are wearing facemasks… For the first time in 73 years, Edinburgh will *not* be welcoming performers and audiences from around the world, for 25 days in 300+ venues. That doesn’t mean you can’t still enjoy and support the arts – get involved at https://crowdfund.edfringe.com/fringe… and make an effort to look up some of your favourite Fringe artists and venues; follow them on social media; buy their merch; donate to their crowdfunder pages; and tune into their live-streamed performances. The show isn’t over, it’s just a dark day. See you in 2021!

Here‘s a video from my Edinburgh Fringe show last year:

Feel free to scream about anything you choose in the comments section, below.

Thanks for following and supporting one of your favourite Fringe artists here.

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Day 2787: Staycation favorites

I’m on a staycation this week, which is one of my favorite kinds of vacations.

My staycation favorites include

  • spending time with those I love,
  • looking at beautiful scenery,
  • watching movie musicals,
  • reading,
  • writing,
  • yummy food,
  • self care,
  • letting go of worry and anxiety about the future,
  • being in the moment,
  • staying safe, and
  • taking photos of whatever catches my fancy.

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It looks like Oscar is going to be staying for my staycation.

The musical number Oscar and I were watching yesterday …

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… is “Heavenly Music” from the 1950 musical Summer Stock, starring Gene Kelly, Phil Silvers, other humans, and animals.

Despite all those dogs barking, Oscar was his usual chill self as he stayed on my lap.

One of my staycation favorites is watching Gene Kelly dance, like in this solo from Summer Stock, which shows a favorite use of a newspaper:

What are your staycation favorites?

No matter where I’m staying, I’m staying with gratitude as my favorite way to end a blog post.

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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 2717: Traceability

Traceability (according to this traceable point on the internet) is

The ability to trace (identify and measure) all the stages that led to a particular point in a process that consists of a chain of interrelated events.

Let’s see if we have the ability to trace (identify and measure) all the stages that led to this particular title in a process that consists of a chain of interrelated blog posts.

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That’s it.  Today’s blog post title is traceable to that sign in a Whole Food Market, which I saw yesterday when Michael and I were doing our weekly food shopping.

After we shopped, removed our masks, and got into my traceably bright yellow car, Michael said, “That was stressful.  I used to enjoy food shopping.”   Michael’s comment has traceability — we are in a particular point in a process of a chain of interrelated pandemic events.

Do you see traceability in my other photos from yesterday?

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My choice of video today has traceability back to my watching  Royal Wedding with Fred Astaire and Jane Powell yesterday.

Fred Astaire’s character dancing on the walls and ceiling has traceability from Sarah Churchill‘s character revealing earlier in Royal Wedding that she used to imagine she could dance all over the floors, walls and  “even the ceiling” when she was a child. Sarah Churchill’s lineage has traceability to her father, Winston Churchill.

So much traceability, so little time.

Today’s thanks — to everybody who helps me blog every day, (including YOU) —  have traceability to yesterday’s visit to Whole Foods, too.

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