Posts Tagged With: Yogi Tea

Day 3300: Favorite Wastes of Time

Twitter is one of my favorite wastes of time, so I asked this question last night:

Some replies pointed out that doing something you enjoy is never a waste of time, and I agree! I explained that I was thinking about this great song by Marshall Crenshaw, “You’re My Favorite Waste of Time.”

Another one of my favorite “wastes of time” these days is the TV show Ted Lasso.

When I saw my Primary Care Doctor recently, she told me she’s watched both seasons of Ted Lasso many times and how that’s been helping her get through the pandemic. I completely trust my doctor, so I’m taking that TV Rx and I’m loving it.

What’s NOT a favorite waste of time is believing old, unhelpful and judgmental labels.

Another favorite “waste of time” for me is sharing images with you every day.

What’s your favorite waste of time?

Thanks to all who choose to waste some time with me here, including YOU!

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Day 3299: Enough

I hear many people saying, in my therapy groups and elsewhere, “Enough is enough!”

I can’t get enough clarification, so here’s a definition of “enough.”

As I look at that definition of “enough,” it occurs to me that aren’t enough people who are old enough to vote who are actually voting in U.S. elections.

Here and now, as I’m staring at the word “enough,” it’s starting to look really weird to me, but enough about that.

Yesterday, when I had enough, I asked this question on Twitter …

… which led to this exchange:

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Am I including enough images in today’s post? Note that it wasn’t warm enough for me to venture outside, so these are all indoor shots.

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It looks like the Daily Bitch has had enough.

Enough of you may have guessed what song I’m going to share today.

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I can’t get enough of your comments, so please consider leaving one today.

Enough thanks to all who help me create this daily blog, including YOU!

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Day 3297: Eye contact

I’ve been thinking a great deal about eye contact lately, and not just because of the Daily Bitch Calendar for today.

Most of the eye contact I’ve been making for almost two years has been through Zoom-like online platforms, and I know I’m not alone in that.

Last night — when my eyes were making contact with many things besides sleep — I was noticing that some of my memories of meetings and groups I was in before the pandemic are being transformed into Zoom meetings in my head. It’s as if I can’t quite remember what it’s like to be in a room with people, and my mind is filling in details based on recent memories.

If we were face to face right now, perhaps you might be avoiding eye contact with me because of that previous paragraph.

Do you notice eye contact in any of my other images for today?

Here’s what I find on YouTube when I search for “eye contact”:

Here’s “Eye Contact” by Chrisaunt.

I wish I could make eye contact with you as I thank you for visiting my blog, but this will just have to do:

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Day 3293: January 6

Certain dates are shorthand for terrible anniversaries.

November 22.

9/11.

January 6.

How should one observe the first anniversary of January 6? Last night, I asked this question on Twitter …

… knowing that some responses would relate to January 6.

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Many of the responses did not relate to January 6, including these:

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Here are my other images for January 6:

Maybe I’ll also observe National Cuddle Up Day on this January 6.

We sure could use it.

Here’s what I find on YouTube when I search for “January 6.”

Also this:

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What are your thoughts and feelings about January 6?

Thanks to all who are visiting this January 6 post, including YOU.

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Day 3292: Pressure

No pressure to figure out why this post is titled “pressure.”

I’ve got two songs about pressure running through my head.

I’m not under pressure to show up in person at the hospital where I work these days, so I’ll probably work only from home for the immediate future.

I don’t want to pressure you to choose your favorite image here, but I am curious.

Any pressure from that Daily Bitch calendar?

No pressure to leave a comment, below.

Thanks to all who are dealing with the inevitable pressure of daily life with grace and resilience, including YOU.

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Day 3289: How new is it really?

It’s a new year and how new is it really? Is there anything really new under the sun or, for that matter, under the moon?

How new is it, really, when I ask a question like this one?

How new is it really that I would share a great answer to a question I ask?

How new is it really that I go for walks and take these kinds of photos?

How new is it really that Joan would do this when the late Oscar did this too?
How new is it really that Michael would make a delicious tuna noodle casserole for me?
How new is it really — that Yogi Tea saying?

How new is it really that I would ask a last question for the day on Twitter or share today’s National Days? How new is it really that I’m thinking of buying cream puffs when we go food shopping later?

This new-to-me (but perhaps not new to you) video comes up when I search YouTube for “how new is it really?” …

..: and so does this one.

Here is the “Everything Old is New Again” scene from All That Jazz:

And, finally, how new is it really for my blog posts to end with gratitude to friends new and old, including YOU?

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Day 3288: Closure and moving on

Last night — to get some closure for 2021 while moving on to 2022 — I asked this question on Twitter:

This was a rather controversial question — some people objected to the concept of closure as a possibility or even as a helpful concept. As long as we have pain and memory, how can we truly get closure?

Recognizing that there is no perfect or complete closure, I had actually rewritten that question many times before posting it. Here are some other versions of the question that I considered:

What helps you get good-enough closure to move on to the next thing?

What helps you move on to the next thing?

What helps you move on?

That last one was simpler (and brevity can be the soul of wit), but those other versions didn’t really capture what I was trying to express for the end of one year and the beginning of another. I also considered using the term “radical acceptance” instead of “closure.”

I settled on the question I posted because I, personally, do feel some need for closure before moving on to the next thing. For example, I feel the need today to acknowledge the end of my 9th year of this daily blog, thus moving on to my 10th (way beyond my expectations when I started this on 1/1/13).

In my therapy groups, I give people the room to get a good enough sense of closure before we end the session. Since 2020, I’ve been pointing out in these groups that the lack of closure about the pandemic is incredibly stressful, so that getting some measure of closure about anything can be helpful and healing.

Closure, in my mind, is neither tidy nor final. For those of us dealing with trauma or grief, we will never lose the memories or be totally free of the pain of the losses.

I think of closure as putting the period on the end of a sentence before moving on to the next one. Doing that neither wipes out nor reduces the importance and power of the previous sentences. And I do believe that we can benefit from those “periods” — otherwise life can feel like a run-on sentence with little room to breath, pause, and get some measure of peace.

Do you see any closure and/or moving on in my other images for today?

I need to get some measure of closure about the death of Betty White yesterday, so here’s a tribute to her:

Expressing gratitude at the end of every blog post allows me to get the closure I need to move on, so thanks to Betty White and to all who are here, now, including YOU.

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Day 3276: Voices

So many have voiced profound thoughts about voices, including these:

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Do you see (or hear) voices in my other images for today?

In honor of Go Caroling Day, here are many voices performing “Carol of the Bells.”

I look forward to hearing your voices in the comments section below.

I hope you hear the voices of gratitude from me, every time you visit this daily blog.

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Day 3273: What feels left unfinished?

At the end of every group I facilitate, I ask people what feels left unfinished, so they can get a good enough sense of closure for the group session.

I finished my day yesterday by asking this question on Twitter:

Everything can feel left unfinished, because we are all in the middle of our journeys through life. I think the best we can do is to celebrate whatever closures we can attain.

My blog posts feel left unfinished to me until I share my other images for the day.

It looks like the Daily Bitch is finished with people.

One thing that feels left unfinished to me is an explanation about our cat Joan’s recurring ear infections. Today I am taking her to the vet and am hoping for some closure about that.

These posts feel left unfinished until I share some relevant music.

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I love this comment on YouTube about Schubert’s Unfinished Symphony:

Of, course my blog posts feel left unfinished until I express thanks to all who help me create them, including YOU!

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Day 3270: What I’m waiting for

What I’m waiting for includes:

  • the next step to repair the damage to our home caused by a leak in the upstairs shower,
  • an in-person appointment with my Primary Care Physician on Thursday,
  • an appointment with a veterinarian on Friday to find out if Joan’s ear infections have come back,
  • information on how to deal with food allergies if Joan’s ear infections have come back,
  • a decision about what song I should sing Friday evening for my first open mic in months (candidates include a new original song and a Sondheim song),
  • Christmas and New Year,
  • finding out where my son will be attending a PhD program in mathematics next year,
  • the end of the pandemic,
  • justice for all, and
  • your thoughts and feelings about the contents of today’s post.

I’m also waiting for inspiration to finish my latest original song — “Spoiler Alert” — which includes rhymes like toxicity, authenticity, and epiphany. Here’s a Sondheim tune I might sing on Friday instead of “Spoiler Alert”:

Now, of course, I’m waiting for your comments.

If you’re waiting for my thanks to you, wait no longer!

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