It started early,
it crossed continents,
it kept going,
I’m not sure if it ended.
I do know,
that I’m not the only one having a day.
Let’s try this again, folks.
(rotten weather, lost business, immigration issues, knee ligament pulling, raging headache, burning eyes, missed sleep, no Master, lost wallet…and the list goes on)
“and she was famously blunt and outspoken.”
“That’s the downside of trying to sidestep conflict. Smoothing over problems will only make them come back with greater fierceness, until you invariably explode.”
dievca’s the type to rip the band-aid off. Get the pain over with immediately, so it doesn’t linger.
she’s surrounded by people who are amazed at her bluntness and tend to avoid conflict. OK, let’s be honest, most people avoid conflict. Got it.
Look, dievca doesn’t thrive on being blunt, she was just raised in a blunt household and has watched things fester when you don’t face them…it’s not pretty.
she doesn’t want things festering in her Soul.
Address the issue and move on.
Look, dievca’s Dad is older. He had a stroke/heart attack a few years ago and they determined they couldn’t operate. Blood flow efficiency was increased from 20% to 38% with drugs. His handwriting got better, he is walking/cleaning house/gardening/driving to the hardware store/taking care of Mom — doing really well.
Dad took a “header” last summer from the heat and perhaps a little bit of medications needing adjustment. A mess with a bleed out, broken neck and nose, etc. He got through it.
We went for his annual heart check-up:
Weight – the same
Blood work – good
Concerns with breathing/dizziness – none
range of motion – better
Heart efficiency – 45% (up a smidgen beyond the margins for error…)
The Doctor thought about it, looked at us and said, “just keep doing what you are doing..”
I think my Dad made his day.
In the end, what dievca is learning from her Dad is that no matter how bad it gets — we know that the act of trying to work through problems may not always be successful, but sometimes it is…
And that is a beautiful thing.
So keep trying, against the odds.
and Happy Father’s Day. XO
(with all that hardware blowing in the wind?)
(only on one side?)
Someone who loses their keys?
(can you find them?)
Look, dievca mentioned she likes being chained, but even she was boondoggled by this one…
(actually, look up close, it is quite artful.)
“Forsan et haec olim meminisse juvabit.”
This encouragement was written on a wall, where I hope it remains today. The sense of the phrase is: Someday, we’ll look back on even this and smile.
1. a form of sexual desire in which gratification is linked to an abnormal degree to a particular object, item of clothing, part of the body, etc.
dievca and Master have had talks about BDSM and fetishes.
dievca made the statement that she loves to be connected, via a chain or restraints and she thought that the desire for connection was a “fetish” (there is even a flag below)
Master’s definition of a fetish comes from past submissives He connected with along the way. His point was that being chained was not “needed” by dievca. Being restrained was not necessary for the relationship to exist or proceed. It is just something dievca enjoys very much. But dievca really enjoys changing it up, too — she doesn’t need her restraints to “get off”. Master had connected with some people who had to do the same thing in the same pattern to be fulfilled. It was not His thing.
“diversity, dievca, diversity” — hmm, maybe that is Master’s fetish…
These musings were prompted because dievca was looking up the date for the Pride Parade in NYC (June 25th, 2017 9:00 am) and a side bar on the website offered some flags:
May the sun bring you new energy by day,
May the moon softly restore you by night,
May the rain wash away your worries,
May the breeze blow new strength into your being,
May you walk gently through the world and know its beauty all the days of your life.
A close friend was diagnosed with Cancer, they began treatment this week. No form of cancer is easy to deal with but the timeline for this type is …. dismal.
Add that everyone has moved on from the Faith they grew up with and dievca did not replace hers with their new Faith, she doesn’t do their religious platitudes well.
But, I love you is good.
And, perhaps, the piece above … (or is that a platitude and trite?)
The piece above was written for the 1947 Western novel Blood Brother by Elliott Arnold. The fictional blessing entered popular consciousness when it made its way into the 1950 film adaptation of the novel Broken Arrow, scripted by Albert Maltz.
People think it is an Apache Blessing.
Fictional or not, the words convey positive wishes.
In the end, all you can do is pray to whatever deity you chose, send your strength through the ether, be there for any research/communication/cheerleading/venting that is needed and show up, be present and donate whatever is needed when called upon.
Currently, dievca is using Joy and Happiness through stories and memories to try to lessen the pain as well as remind that Life has components that are worthy of effort. Not sure it is working, but its all she can think to do right now.
dievca is taking suggestions~