Desk sign: “Sometimes I just want someone to hug me and say, ‘I know things are hard right now, but it’s all going to be okay. Here’s a coffee. And a million dollars.’” 😁
Can't do the megabuck or the coffee, but {*{*{*hug*}*}*}!
I’m really feeling pretty good. The muses wanted to share an observation that every time somebody suggests a reason for C, Typist feels defensive… I wonder if other C patients feel that, too.
Maybe Gary will ask his wife and let us know if she felt something similar.
I used to believe all dis-ease begins in the mind. Maybe it does, but my belief has lost steam because I have been working for calmness of body and mind for a while. 🤷♀️
Yes, Gail, I did ask Beth and such thoughts and feelings were hers as well. I asked if she could just banish such reactions by reasoning with herself. That was not her experience.
I asked Deb if her mom (who died of metastatic ovarian cancer almost six years ago) ever worried about where she “got” her cancer from. (Mom used to fret about how she got colds, or what was setting off her allergies, or whatever.) “No, on that side of the family, everyone who lived long enough died of cancer. Aunt Marge smoked her whole life, but it wasn’t lung cancer that got her. We all knew sooner or later it would be something.” <shrugs>
Under the most rigidly controlled environments, organisms will do as they damn well please. [sign in biology lab]
Splendifferous! And Nia! Don't give up on Paintist too soon. Check out some of the work by Jackson Pollock and Willem DeKooning. Pollock was clever enough to execute his "action painting" on giant canvases, then cut that large canvas into smaller squares and rectangles, frame same, and sell as individual works!! If you saw Paintist walking around pouring paint from a gallon bucket onto canvas on the floor, you'd shout, "Jackson!"
Oops! Self distraction... Cal's search result for "dis-ease" bouncing back with "gut" is consistent with a lot of current research. The gut biome, the interplay of flora and fauna that inhabit the gut, and produce all manner of outputs, have come to be seen as critical elements of our bodies' functioning. "There once was a lady, who swallowed a spider, that wriggled and jiggled and tickled inside her..." External input to gut biome.
Seriously, I think typist/paintist/author is exemplifying a keen curiousity and wisdom to sort her current experiences. Lots of living out loud for our benefit with encouragement to try some on! I could feel the gentleness and kindness as Thalia tied the scarf knot. What's the downside? When my wife began treatment for her cancer, at every meeting with the surgeon he would begin with a kind embrace (for her). He never acted rushed. He listened intently. To me, that also exhibited gentleness and kindness. Regardless of the insects and arachnids we toss into our gut biome, typist demonstrates ways for those in our sphere of influence to comfort and sooth us on our journeys.
P.S. The photo of the lotus has a title: "Euphonium Seranade to the Lotus Blossoms - With Muck."
Desk sign: “Sometimes I just want someone to hug me and say, ‘I know things are hard right now, but it’s all going to be okay. Here’s a coffee. And a million dollars.’” 😁
Can't do the megabuck or the coffee, but {*{*{*hug*}*}*}!
🤗
Thanks Jack!
I’m really feeling pretty good. The muses wanted to share an observation that every time somebody suggests a reason for C, Typist feels defensive… I wonder if other C patients feel that, too.
Maybe Gary will ask his wife and let us know if she felt something similar.
I used to believe all dis-ease begins in the mind. Maybe it does, but my belief has lost steam because I have been working for calmness of body and mind for a while. 🤷♀️
Yes, Gail, I did ask Beth and such thoughts and feelings were hers as well. I asked if she could just banish such reactions by reasoning with herself. That was not her experience.
Thank you for asking and sharing Gary. Thanks to Beth, too. Feelings can muscle out the most rational thinking?
I asked Deb if her mom (who died of metastatic ovarian cancer almost six years ago) ever worried about where she “got” her cancer from. (Mom used to fret about how she got colds, or what was setting off her allergies, or whatever.) “No, on that side of the family, everyone who lived long enough died of cancer. Aunt Marge smoked her whole life, but it wasn’t lung cancer that got her. We all knew sooner or later it would be something.” <shrugs>
Under the most rigidly controlled environments, organisms will do as they damn well please. [sign in biology lab]
In college my friends and I would declare, "Life is a terminal illness."
Your right! A euphonium seranade is a distant second, too. 😬
Splendifferous! And Nia! Don't give up on Paintist too soon. Check out some of the work by Jackson Pollock and Willem DeKooning. Pollock was clever enough to execute his "action painting" on giant canvases, then cut that large canvas into smaller squares and rectangles, frame same, and sell as individual works!! If you saw Paintist walking around pouring paint from a gallon bucket onto canvas on the floor, you'd shout, "Jackson!"
Oops! Self distraction... Cal's search result for "dis-ease" bouncing back with "gut" is consistent with a lot of current research. The gut biome, the interplay of flora and fauna that inhabit the gut, and produce all manner of outputs, have come to be seen as critical elements of our bodies' functioning. "There once was a lady, who swallowed a spider, that wriggled and jiggled and tickled inside her..." External input to gut biome.
Seriously, I think typist/paintist/author is exemplifying a keen curiousity and wisdom to sort her current experiences. Lots of living out loud for our benefit with encouragement to try some on! I could feel the gentleness and kindness as Thalia tied the scarf knot. What's the downside? When my wife began treatment for her cancer, at every meeting with the surgeon he would begin with a kind embrace (for her). He never acted rushed. He listened intently. To me, that also exhibited gentleness and kindness. Regardless of the insects and arachnids we toss into our gut biome, typist demonstrates ways for those in our sphere of influence to comfort and sooth us on our journeys.
P.S. The photo of the lotus has a title: "Euphonium Seranade to the Lotus Blossoms - With Muck."
Love the old woman who swallowed a spider! That was always a favorite with the 5 year old crowd. 😊
Often the level of my thinking. Besides you know I’m a fan of oldies!
“Obstacles aren’t put in our path to stop us. They aren’t there to be avoided or to be overcome. Obstacles aren’t put in our path, they are the path”
Obstacles are the path…