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Carol H Tucker
 Passionate about knowledge management and organizational development, expert in loan servicing, virtual world denizen and community facilitator, and a DISNEY fan
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being mindful of now....

Today is Wednesday, the 24th day of the 2nd month, the 55th day of 2016, and: · Leap day if you are still using the Julian calendar · Inconvenience Yourself Day · National Tortilla Chip Day · National Trading Card Day · World Bartender Day In 303, Galerius published the edict that began the persecution of Christians in his portion of the Roman Empire. Today has been a bit of a morass of self-doubt [always think of these thoughts as circling tigers ready to pounce on you] that I have had to dig out of. The triggers, in addition to the rain, and the musing: · Reminders in Facebook that “on this day” six years ago, I had been friended by two people who came to have a disparate impact on my emotions both in my 2nd Life and in “real” life. Woulda, shoulda, coulda type thoughts that had to be sternly squelched · An old journal entry made on the subject of “how to handle a woman” as I rather plaintively [and ultimately futilely] argued I couldn’t tell my partner how “handle” me. Sad thoughts about what was, and what might have been, that had to be stopped. Not stewing is a choice that I have to make at times. · Finding out the second rescue cat that I was rather interested in had already been adopted. Worries that perhaps I wasn’t a good partner for Kula, perhaps he was lonely and depressed because he was home alone all day. Thoughts that perhaps the universe is telling me I should not be a pet owner. This one was a bit harder to deal with because the grief is still fresh. I finally assuaged the voices by deciding that I should wait for at least 90 days before seeking to be adopted by a new feline, thus tabling the discussion internally Now I am not one of those that believe that every day needs to be upbeat – life is full of tides and flows after all. But occasionally I need to be reminded that yesterday ended at midnight and I need to be mindful of now, not then!

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