I am writing from bed today. This is my view.
It has occurred to me that I haven't written in a while so here we are.
In bed, still in pjs. Writing.
I will soon get up and take the dog out for a pee.
Until then you have my partially divided attention.
Goals for today:
Dremel the dog's nails
Organize some storage room stuff. I want to get a soldering and sewing station set up. It is far too chaotic in the storage room right now.
Start some more seedlings. Plants are good for the air AND the feng shui
Read. I'm knees deep in a fantastic series by Jennifer Armentrout and I'm eager to see what happens next
Game. It's healthy to game, in moderation, and I haven't been gaming much lately
Stream. If I get the nerve up. I have this dual fear that no one will show up AND that people will show up. Maybe one day I'll get over that
Side note: I just looked up feng shui. There are a lot of do's and don'ts. No books in the room? That sounds terrible. Separate work space and rest space? Oopsie....
Declutter, tidy, and organise? Now THAT I can get behind. There's something about an aesthetically tidy room that makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
That reminds me of something...warm-fuzzies and cold-pricklies. I was in grade four. My school ran this wonderful campaign to teach students about feelings...your own and minding that of others.
A warm-fuzzy is something that makes you feel good...you know that warm soft, gooey feeling you get in your chest? The one that feels akin to love...THAT is what a warm-fuzzy feels like. You can both give and feel a warm-fuzzy. As children they taught us how to send warm-fuzzies...and they taught us to avoid cold-pricklies.
Cold-pricklies are the bad feelings you get when someone says or does something that leads you to not feeling so nice. The kind that can leave you with a cold, clammy, or nasty feeling in the pit of your stomach. It feels like a bad back or a betrayal. It is what an insult feels like.
A warm-fuzzy feels like a warm and welcome satisfying hug...the kind that leaves you feeling good for the rest of the day. You know the kind I mean.
Moral of the story? Dont send cold fuzzies...you know what they feel like. They make the world a worse place to live for everyone. They cause war and strife. They cause negative reactions...and most of all they leave you feeling terrible.
Try not to take purposeful cold-pricklies to heart. Dont feed the trolls; it trains them to think they'll be rewarded for trolling. Reward the warm-fuzzies instead. Respond to what you want more of.
Mind the feelings of others, even when you get nothing from it. It's important, more than you know.
Send a warm fuzzy today, even if you get nothing from it.
Even if you are only/mostly driven to what you can personally gain from, I assure you that you will gain more from a warm-fuzzy than a cold-prickly.
Be kind. Be warm Be the light.
Take care of yourself............
Much love and stuff...
Sheila
Ps. Maybe I'll start writing the after thoughts here again. I used to write these letters with them at the end and it made things kinda awkward and confusing. I will reinvent them!