TOPIC 87 MADE IT THROUGH A MEDIUM BAD DAY.  Some not so good times are like mosquito bites annoying, but unless you live in a malaria infected area, not life threatening.  Today was not a good day, I decided to call it a black fly day, it was a bit more uncomfortable than mosquitos picking at me.

I was partly influenced by my blogging friend   Bwinenbw12 for call this a black fly day.  He drew me to his site because he was posting about biking up the Atlantic Coast  at about the same time, David and I were driving down it on our way west.  He kept me reading because he Thinks About What Matters.

He postedrecently about his bicycle trip up the St Lawrence Seaway. Here’s the quote that put black flies in my mind. He and his friend Mike rode into the night and had trouble finding a good place to camp. He said, “We put our tents up in a mosquito-infested farmer’s field. In the morning, before we could pack up, we were hit by a pack of flies.”  Any camper or wild-life lover knows the misery of the black fly attack.  Demonic.

Somewhere in the middle of this annoying day, I ramped up from mosquito bits to black fly attacks.     The day was just too boring  and inane to describe.  Then it was framed by the fires that lead to yesterday’s  post of the beautiful smokey sun and talking about seeing beauty everywhere.

Today, my thoughts of fire’s beauty have gone up in smoke. Two people are dead, too many homes destroyed, over 4000 acres blackened, not to mention  trapped and dead wild life.  Moreover as I type the fire goes on.  Not contained is the official report.

Throughout the  day, the scene from the movie Bambi of  animals running from a forest fire’s flames in terror visited me periodically.  Scared me as a child.  Saddens me now.

All those trees burned, and the scrub and grass.  All the beauty of the forest now vanished.  Moreover, I worry that trees suffer when they burn?  I can almost hear the  grass howling.  Plants are alive, plants want to live that is clear, so how can we be so certain suffering is not part of their lot.  It is comforting to think plant life is unfeeling life, but the fact is we do not know. Minimally, I suspect those eaten by the fire did not die willingly.

STAYING STRONG TIP   There is no avoiding it, often seeing others suffer more than we are suffer helps us endure.   Here is the earliest recorded story about weeping because you have no shoes until you see a man who has no feet.  It seems to have started with the Gulistan (or “Rose Garden”) of Sa’di  written about 1259 CE:

I never lamented about the vicissitudes of time or complained of the turns of fortune except on the occasion when I was barefooted and unable to procure slippers. But when I entered the great mosque of Kufah with a sore heart and beheld a man without feet I offered thanks to the bounty of God, consoled myself for my want of shoes and recited: ‘A roast fowl is to the sight of a satiated man Less valuable than a blade of fresh grass on the table And to him who has no means nor power A burnt turnip is a roasted fowl.’

Looking for sadness to lighten your load can lift you from the bed of self-pity. Remembering daily what you have to be grateful for is good.  Adding kindness to gratitude is better. Acting to make your small corner of the world is best,

But today’s tip is more about realizing you are human and will have days you are grateful you have made it through even when it is just the small stuff.  If at the end of the day all the above has not worked, forgive yourself, indulge in your version of chocolate, and get some sleep.

That is precisely what I plan to do. Chocolate, bed, and a good book or diverting crossword.  Tomorrow will probably be better. If not, I have more chocolate when the day is done.

FUEL MY HOPES:  Be kind to  me,  feel good about  you, and help others get and stay strong.  Kindness is an Emotional Fitness Exercise.. Click here for my free Ebook: The 12 Daily Emotional Fitness Training Exercises.

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2 responses to “STAYING STRONG

  1. The difference between your bad days and the bad days of most of us (I include myself in the most) is that you, like an airplane wing during a turbulent flight, adjust and move forward–while we struggle through the chaos doing everything we can not to crash. Great post. Thanks for the mention!

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