Monday, January 9, 2012

This one sort of called out to me...

Hi Friends;
  I saw this on the tumblr, and it spoke a bit to me.  I thought how everyone has these days, where they just feel so very broken, so very vulnerable, so very tired.  I'm just beginning to learn how to use powerpoint, and this is just a portion of that longer poem, but it told the portion I guess I wanted to convey - if that isn't too rude.
  To that last line, I recall a post Scottie did about how people can seem broken, stupid, defective, etc., if the measure by which we define them is unrealistic.  The cartoon post used animals, and the measure of success was to climb a tree.  The Monkey was elated, the fish not so much. 
  So, I guess I just want to say that we all are beautiful and worthy even though the tests some would subject us to may not fit our best attributes and skills.  Who is to say the Monkey is such a great swimmer?


Scottie said...

oh man, Randy I know the days of being so tired. But I am so lucky I never think of my self as "broken". Once I was really down on myself for the failure of my body, and as a little boy I used to ask "why me, what is wrong with me" during those horrible times.

But I learned that my body doesn't make me who I am, my past is not who I am. I am not broken. I maybe stress, tired, bitch, angry, happy, loving and worn out. Yup basically human in a stressful world.

Like you I have come home from a shift, sat on the bed, removed my uniform. Decided I am so tired I can't even look at my email or watch tv and simply lay down in bed and sleep. The thing I can count on is even before my eyes close Milo will be right there beside me, cuddling up against me, sharing warmth and good feelings. The next day all is right in the world again.

I wish I could think of a people version of my Milo, a substitution animal love that we could give people who need reassurance that they also are OK, have worth, are loved no matter who or what they are. Until then, I will have to love as many as I can, giving of my self to help as others help me.

Hugs and loves. Scottie

randy said...

Hi Scottie;
Aren't they great! Perhaps that is why dogs, and in this case cats, are called "Man's best friend" - because they do love no matter what.
Hey = good news on the shop cat. A home was found for it. An elderly lady, housebound. Her cat just recently passed away, so this one will be needed and loved.


Scottie said...

That's grand randy. Two lives saved. Hugs, Scottie