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Day 833: We’re all just trying to figure it out. 

Yesterday was like any other day for me. Like the rest of all of us,  I was just trying to figure it out.

After I woke up,  I figured it out that it was the second day of a beautifully sunny, warm weekend in Boston.

To help you figure out how I spent my Sunday,  I’ve figured out which of yesterday’s photos to show you. I believe you’ll all figure out enough about my day, even though I am presenting the figures in these photos in  REVERSE chronological order. Go figure.

   

  

          

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Did you all figure out all those figures in those figuring-backwards-in-time photos?

I figure I should introduce you to Bette and Lulu-bel — the two figures in that last photo (whom I saw at the beginning of my walk). I wouldn’t have figured out that either of them spelled their names that way, if Bette hadn’t helped me figure it out. Bette  figured I’d want to know she was “the matriarch”  of that neighborhood. She also tried to figure out my Heart Walk hat and told me about her brother who had recently died from heart problems. When she told me  he was “the sweetest guy” and that he was in his 90’s, I figured it out that Bette’s sweet brother had lived a long and full life.

We’ve all figured it out that some people need to go back to work on Mondays, so here’s my last (I figure) figuring-it-out photo:

Books are wonderful, in helping us all to figure it out.

Have you figured it out that I’ll be sharing some music now?

I figured it out that “Figure It Out” by Royal Blood is on YouTube. Also, because it took me so long to try to figure it out how to include a video created by my son Aaron and his friend Cameron in yesterday’s post, I am going to do my best to try to figure it out how to include that video again here, immediately after I publish this post.

What are you trying to figure out? After years of trying, I’ve figured it out that it’s very useful for me to let go of

  • fear,
  • worry,
  • regret, and
  • anything that interferes with my living in the present moment.

I’ve also figured it out that most things marked “easy” on a package are not easy for me:

I figure I’ll end this post by thanking all the figures I saw yesterday, including Bette, Lulu-bel, Irvin Yalom, Hilary Custance Green, swans, robots, race spectators, walkers, runners, bikers, bunnies, matriarchs, patriarchs, Royal Blood, Aaron, Cameron, my boyfriend Michael, and many more too numerous to mention. And special thanks to you — of course! — for joining me here as we’re all just trying to figure it out, today.

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Day 704: Live

All of these images were taken live, by me, yesterday.

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Live, from Boston,* I shall now comment on these photos:

  1. On my walk to work, I stopped to take that photo of a ?. Why? I simply cannot live without asking questions.
  2. “Where there’s life, there’s hope” was something somebody said during a therapy session involving the hope of learning to live more authentically, fully, and happily.
  3. Letting go of worry, live from a room where I facilitated a group last evening.
  4. That sign about indoor living lives outdoors and reminds me now that I hope I live long enough to see Sting’s play “The Last Ship” in the great indoors tomorrow night.
  5. A lively, early Christmas gift arrived in the mail yesterday for Michael, who lives to love snow globes.
  6. I was watching the new live production of “Peter Pan” on the TV in our living room (thanks to coffeegrounded‘s lively alert on my blog post yesterday).
  7. Live from the living room, it’s Oscar!
  8. More live action from “Peter Pan,” shaky because I was laughing so hard after Michael said, walking into the living room after Tinkerbell had been brought back to life by the belief living in a kashmillion clapping children: “Oh!  I see Tinkerbell is alive again, NO THANKS TO YOU, ANN!”
  9. A live shot of cookies, because of another lively comment by coffeegrounded, yesterday.
  10. Live coverage of reactions in Boston to the Eric Garner decision (which people had discussed, with many lively questions about the future and hope,  in the therapy group I facilitated).

I wish I could write more, this morning, but I need to go live, now, to cardiac rehab, before I go to work for a couple of hours and then take a lively train ride with my friend Deb for a weekend live in New York.

I like to post live versions of songs in my blog (like here, here, here, here, here, and here). Does any hope live in you, right now, about

  • a song you’d like me to include in this here post (assuming I can figure out how to do that, live from the train ride or New York)?
  • anything else you’d like to express, live in the comments below?

If not, no worries.

Thanks to all who live as best they can (including you).


* When you’re reading this, I might be live in (or near) New York.

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