Lately I find myself busy doing nothing.
Things have changed and yet they are the same.
Over time I found many things missing.
My fashion sense has suffered, leaving me feeling pretty ugly.
I know there are times I feel clearly misunderstood.
I’m alone all together and sometimes feel like a big baby.
There are moments that require me to be passive – aggressive.
I’m alive but I’m not living.
Sometimes there is deafening silence and I seek those moments that leave me to be still.
There is sweet sorrow and almost exactly a vision that fuels the quest.
This is a phase that is perfectly imperfect. And it too shall pass.
Picture: Blue Castle near my home in Germany.
It’s not about DNA and being born rich. It’s not about how successful you are in business and how much money you have. Success is defined in many ways and can be as simply as to make it through another day.
It’s not about your possessions and how many things you have. No palace is needed to be rich and merely claim status. When was the last time your material status made you happy? Material treasures may make your life easier, but can be replaced and seldom fill the heart. They also make it tougher to see who your real friends are. Who loves you for you and who is attracted to that status and your stuff? More times then none “Less is more”.
It’s not about how smart you are if you find yourself walking alone and others can’t relate. You might be book smart and graduate with flying colors, but know very little of day to day life where it really counts.
Down the road of life, you might find out that it is all about inner peace and balance. Finding your own way to achieve such and making it fit to you.
So while it is not about DNA and material wealth, the richest person is really he/she who is loved unconditionally.
“Everywhere is walking distance if you have the time.” ~ Steven Wright
“Everything leads me to thee”
“Stones in the road”
I save every single one, and one day I’ll build a castle.”
“Stuck between a rock and a “heart” space” – a earlier painting by me ❤️
Sometimes life leaves us feeling as if we are stuck between a rock and a hard space. Life sure has felt like this for me recently and I have felt stuck, hanging in limbo. But what if everything you are going through is preparing you for what you asked for?
“If you do not see light at the end of the tunnel, consider it an opportunity to create an opening yourself, wherever you want.
At the end of every light, is a tunnel of darkness.
Sometimes life seems a dark tunnel with no light at the end, but if you just keep moving forward, you will end up in a better place.”
“The only way to achieve the impossible, is to believe in the possible.”
~Alice in Wonderland
After the purpose was revealed, I felt motivated and inspired. I was optimistic to share my findings with Mom, despite the shred of hesitation that never quite left and caused some nervousness. Rightfully so, because no matter how I set it all up, stating the intentions of the talk, her not liking some of the things I had to say, and the desired outcome, the conversation went south faster then it had started. The crab retreated in her shell after dishing out a few nasty’s, and that’s where she remained, silent, distressed and finally turning her back. It was the end of the conversation.
I felt drained and out of energy quickly, although I had spent the prior day at the pool. Yet there was no break and felt restless. The nice nap I was hoping for never happened due to creepy crawlies, which in turn caused me not to fully relax. Everything itched and felt uncomfortable. The mosquito issue at home has gotten better, but now it is other pests such as spiders that find their way to me at night. I’m not at peace and the harmony is disrupted. I can feel the stress of it gnawing away, eating my sanity and leaving me more and more restless.
Lack of sleep left me vulnerable that day, and a few factors weight heavily on me.
All these issues are just to name a few….
A few days ago I had a talk with Mom about the future. She wants to go home, but fails to acknowledge her situation. I’m yet to find out how she visualizes herself being at home, unable to walk. She has managed to blame me for everything and deflects all blame from herself. She continues to hold me in limbo with little regard for my own life. She has never forgotten, nor has she forgiven me for the things she feels I did wrong. I have amounted to nothing and she said some very harsh things. It wasn’t the first time and I was able to handle it much better this time. There was limited hurt from it, I basically let her say what she wanted. Illness or not, more and more I am convinced about how she feels about me, and even more about that it will never change. I feel detachment happening, although I know that hope will always remain. A miracle has already happened with her being alive today.
I still felt drained on the next time I saw Mom. Despite the break at the pool, the effects lingered. I couldn’t talk much or do anything. I just vegetated away. I had nothing to give, I was tapped out. The usual cheerleader, bringer of light was gone and I was there in body, but my mind was far from being present. Mom tried to talk a few times. I answered, but kept it brief. I didn’t feel like having small talk. I left early, despite of Mom’s sad looks. She tried to escape her shell and made an effort, and I’m sure she picked up my vibe. I felt that she needed me, but I had nothing to give. The adage and old saying that we can’t be good for anybody if we don’t take care of ourselves, was sending a reminder.
Back at home, everything came full circle as I talked it out. I realized that the things that had left me vulnerable also left me drained and feeling the way I did. I had reached my limit. I also realized something else. Of course I cared about the sad looks from Mom, trying to have conversations with limited responses from me, but it also was a lesson that this is not a given, that I might not always be the sounding block. I might not always be here to listen to the blame and accusations, and I might not return one day after being pushed too. The experience made me realize that inadvertently I blamed her for all my short falls, my vulnerabilities, my struggles. The challenges I endure for the one I’m trying to save, the one who has no clue and does nothing but work against me. For Mom the past will always win and take precedence. I think she is incapable to move on and allow the now. Her bed is made and her situation is what it is because she can’t forget and forgive.
- I’m missing my independence which includes my car and freedom to go wherever I want
- I miss my own four walls and my prior life
- I don’t like how this experience has changed me and there are mixed emotions. Although some huge milestones have been achieved and personal growth has happened, there has also been a tremendous amount of pain. It has changed my confidence stance and often leaves me timid and vulnerable. It is simply aging me…quickly. Luckily I don’t mind the silver streaks, but I can see it in my tired looking appearance.
- I don’t care for the weather and the humidity is killing me.
- I’m in pain all the time, and things have gotten worse since I got here. The RA is winning right now and I plan in completely changing my diet once more, com next week.
Today marked my second train ride to Mittenwald. It is fairly inexpensive and I will be here until Friday afternoon when I make my return trip.
Mittenwald has become a special little place in my beloved mountains. It has it all except the huge tourist crowds, which makes it perfect for me. Sometimes I think retail has ruined me for all times, and large crowds and noise are mostly a turn off. With my mind so full, solitude and quiet help me reconnect. You could say I almost doubled my step goal today and I went back to the rock garden I called the Bavarian Stone Henge. I loved it there the first time and got to spent more time his time around. It was beautiful and peaceful, a true gem. From there I made the hike to Lautersee and couldn’t have had a better view for dinner. (Stay tuned for pictures). Afternoon thunderstorms added to the ambience and made for pretty pictures and a tad bit cooler temperatures that were welcome. Weather lightening rounded off the day with a spectacular light show over the Karwendel Mountains. Tomorrow’s adventure will take me up those mountains, and I’m crossing my fingers that the weather holds. It should be spectacular.