It’s wonderful to be able to write, here and now, that I have all I need.
Before my birthday last week, I let my husband Michael know that I had all I need. I told him that if he needed to give me a gift, I would be happy with his replacing a bathroom lightbulb.
All I need is to share this photo …
… and this joke:
How many therapists does it take to change a lightbulb? One, but the lightbulb really has to want to change.
If this therapist had changed that lightbulb, she would have needed a ladder.
On the last day of each year, I put together my personal best and worst lists. In every other year, these have been Top 10 lists. For 2020, both my lists go to 11.
My son Aaron, my husband Michael, my Coping and Healing on-line therapy groups, blogging, my friends, the movie La Fée, surviving COVID, the Biden/Harris victory, walks by the ocean, and cats are on my 2020 best list.
Many deaths are on my 2020 worst list, including the COVID-caused death of a beloved patient, the death of my dear friend Eleanor, the death of my “heart brother” David (a wonderful man who had the same rare heart condition as me), and the death of our amazing kitty Oscar. Powerful and destructive narcissists (who shall remain nameless) are on my worst list, too.
Do you see any evidence of the Best and Worst of 2020 in today’s images?
2020 might be my best New Year’s Eve ever because tonight I’m facilitating a special NYE’s version of my Coping and Healing group!
Here’s my most-listened-to tune for 2020 (no matter what Spotify says!).
If you share some personal 2020 bests and/or worsts in the comments section below, that would be the best.
A happier 2021 and I personally thank you for making it through 2020!
Today’s title is brought to you by this greeting card, which I saw after we headed over to Whole Foods Market to get I-don’t-know how many provisions for the week ahead:
Those women look pretty happy and I am trying to adopt their attitude as we head into the final phases of the USA election campaign season. Where is my country headed? I don’t know!
Where we headed in this blog post? You might know that lots of other photos are coming your way. How many? I don’t know!
I don’t know where that photo montage is heading, here and now, because WordPress seems stuck in a loop uploading so many photos. The last photo uploaded is a Halloween picture, so maybe WordPress is scared! I don’t know, but I can relate.
In the meantime, I’m heading over to YouTube to look for I-don’t-know-what video to insert in this post.
Don’t you know that I was looking forward to seeing Jacob Collier live in May, 2020? When will I be able to see him? I don’t know! I’m just glad I can share his music with you here.
Where we headed? I do know! We’re heading toward gratitude to all who help me head over to WordPress every day with my head, heart, and soul to create this blog, including YOU.
I’m so stressed that I decided to just share all my photos from yesterday with no further introduction.
I’m so stressed that I am going to listen to music that helps when I’m stressed.
I’m so stressed using the new text editor for WordPress for the first time, but I’ll get over that. It helps to know I can fix any problems after I publish this.
I’m never so stressed that I forgot to express gratitude to all, including YOU.
If you are struggling during these difficult times of the COVID-19 pandemic, you are not alone.
Yesterday, as humans I love and people I work with were struggling, I captured these images:
When I was struggling to fall asleep last night, I looked at that New Yorker page on my phone.
If I am struggling, music always helps, and I’m struggling to focus on a future when I will be able to see Jacob Collier in concert, rescheduled from next month to some time in the future when we’ll be struggling less with the coronavirus.
Trying to figure out who the enemy is can take up a lot of energy.
When I look around, here, and now, I see no enemies. I see people trying their best to (1) figure out an ever-changing, unknown landscape and (2) get through this with minimal losses.
Do you see any enemies in my photos from yesterday?
And just to balance things out, here’s “You’ve Got a Friend” covered by my musical hero Jacob Collier, whom I am almost definitely not going to be able to see perform in Boston this May.
I’m sure I’ll see Jacob Collier in better days to come.
Who is going to comment on enemies, friends, or anything else below?
As this tea bag tells us …
… kindness has no enemy and neither does gratitude.
Nine hundred and twenty-four imperfect days ago (but what imperfect person is counting?)*, I imperfectly published an imperfect blog post titled Day 1682: Imperfections.
It’s time for another imperfect blog post, inspired by this imperfect photo from yesterday:
I’m wondering if anybody is going to ask me for more information about that Imperfect van. My imperfect response is this: “I know as much as you know.”
It may be imperfect not to know, but I’m glad we can all be imperfect together.
“Have no fear of perfection. You’ll never reach it.” — Salvador Dali
“To banish imperfection is to destroy expression, to check exertion, to paralyze vitality.” — John Ruskin
“One of the basic rules of the universe is that nothing is perfect. Perfection simply doesn’t exist …Without imperfection neither you nor I would exist.” — Stephen Hawking
“Imperfections are not inadequacies; they are reminders that we are all in this together.” — Brené Brown
“If we keep being fair despite the injustices against us, in the end life will reward us, I believe. The world isn’t fair, because it’s imperfect. Right and wrong coexist. But we should stick to morality to make the world become better.” — Maria Karvouni
“Practice doesn’t make perfect. Practice reduces the imperfection.” — Toba Beta
“Practice does not make perfect. Imperfect makes us practice.” — Mokokoma Mokhonoana
“The more I feel imperfect, the more I feel alive.” — Jhumpa Lahiri
“Laughing at one’s imperfections is the best way to cure them …Let us live foolishly, mistakenly, imperfectly, and be content. ” — Marty Rubin
“I believe that the measure of my soul is my ability to love imperfect people.” — Joseph Grenny
“Delight in the pursuit, surrender to imperfection, and marvel at the wonder — as you observe what is.” — Julianne O’Connor
Here are the other imperfect images I imperfectly captured yesterday:
To me, the world seems considerably more imperfect because of the passing of jazz keyboardist Lyle Mays. Here‘s a wordless tribute Jacob Collier posted on YouTube two days after Lyle’s death:
If you leave an imperfect comment below, I will respond with an imperfect reply.
Imperfect thanks to all who help me create these imperfect posts, every day.
* After I published this post, I noticed that I had imperfectly calculated today’s numbers. I corrected those imperfections; the ones that remain are just less obvious.
