All Beliefs are Welcome Here!
Hi to all my friends
A lot of people moan about the harsh lessons life sometimes throws at us; I know this as I was one of them.
I see it now as if you moan and complain about the situation then your not understanding the lesson.
Take my last week!(Please it was painful)
I found out that I have cataracts in both eyes; there was I always thinking that the smoke in the room was from a smoldering fire somewhere.The amount of time I have wasted looking for the source of this smoke.
A simple operation and my eyes would be as good as new; but they will not do the opperation as I have no one to look out for me for 24 hours afterwards. They only do this operation as a outpatient; convey-a-belt style.
To me this is crazy as I have a mobile phone and could call the district nurse if needed. So I'm on course to go steadily blind over the years ahead. Stop the planet I want to get off!
Had a nasty argument with gravity at the beginning of the week; walking Taffy. I suddenly found myself floating above the ground. I could see the ground comming towards
me very fast through my normal smokey haze; but gravity was either on a tea break or was busy somewhere else.
I seemed to be In limbo for sometime, a point between heartbeats that draged on. It felt that I could have completed the times crossword puzzle before hitting
the ground. In the end just before I was getting bored with waiting around, I got gravities full attention and with a sickening thud hit the ground or the ground hit me.
The ground was not happy at all with this violence of being hit and refused to budge at all. I lie there unable to move or breath with what seem like the sound of freight train going through my head.
Taffy started to lick my face but when that did not get the desired response started to nip at my ears and pull at the little hair that I had on my head.
I just wanted to stay where I was as gravity and the ground was now ignoring me. The pain that had no particular place to be and choose the whole body to inflict it's desire, started to loose interest in every part of my body but for the legs. I could now breathe and the sound of the freight train in my head had moved off to bother some one else.
The sun was shining and warmed the body; I just wanted to stay where I was until gravity and pain found some one else to play with.
Taffy had decided that he was not getting the response he was looking for and did not like to be ignored; now started to jump all over my body. Barking in my ears and he did not hold back on his use of language. This rekindled the interest of pain and gravity to some degree.
So I had the choice of being beaten up by Taffy or
suffering the interest of pain and gravity and try to get up from the ground. Let's say I did
a very good impression of a zombe getting home and for the rest of the week.
I do hope writing of my bad week has given you a smile as I have learned that all of life's lessons should be taken with a smile in your heart. Even if they are painful and in a language that at first you don't understand.