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The Way I See It #76

The irony of commitment is that it's deeply liberating - in work, in play, in love. The act frees you from the tyranny of your internal critic, from the fear that likes to dress itself up and parade around as rational hesitation. To commit is to remove your head as the barrier to your life.

Saturday, June 20, 2009

I Wonder . . .

if the day after a party/ celebration is required to be gray, windy, dull or if it just seems that way because it's not party day, full of surprises and bright colors. I had the pleasure of having Cesar hang after the other technicians left to do their work - his first job wasn't very early. We talked of loved ones taken captive by too much Budweiser for too many decades and new loves, old loves, loves that just seem to be part of our personal tapestry even when we try to dry clean them out and our own personal smallness (how limited and just so human we are) . . . he's just radioed in from an emergency same-day-service add-on: a man about 80 whose wife has been admitted to the hospital this morning, but on her way there, had an accident on the carpet in the bedroom. "Limes, this is a sad case. He wants to get to the hospital to be with his wife, but he wants the carpet clean when she comes home. I'm tossing in some extra TLC and not charging him for it. Are you good with that?" Well, yes. That's a kindness we can do. It truly feels good to help out a person who asked for nothing free, but who obviously needs a kindness.

My day started too early. As always, I walked a zillion miles in wind and warm air (except when I walk in wind and frigid air). I'm mastering the Garmin and the heart monitor and that didn't take very long. Mother Badger reminded me yesterday in frequent e-mails that I'm a rather worthy person who can learn to do things quickly and well. That may be true.

The Badger would be about half-way through his 4 hour ride up and back down Mt. Charleston about now. I should add that the climb up Mt. Charleston challenges my Nissan when we drive there to dine at the lodge.

So ~ here I go. The phones are quiet. In the fridge awaits the cucumbers I eat every day of life at 10:00 a.m. And next to them are the cake, the dogs, the burgers, the potato salad . . . never mind.

The Bible just arrived via Mailman Steve. He noticed that I was pretty excited and asked if he'd just brought me money. "No," I said, "you brought me the lessons I need to do something that will give me self-respect." I told him of my plan to walk the marathon and his eyes kind of popped. "Aren't you about my age?" "No, Steve, probably older." "I couldn't do that," he said. And he walks postal routes day after day for probably 25 years. The Bible is a shorter book than I might have thought. I can probably read it cover to cover tonight. A quick blow through all the information and then I'll take it slowly to take it in deeply.

In my ears right now: Precious Stones - it's way out there and will require a complete posting of its own. But I promise it's the good goods. I like it because it's quirky and twisted.

Something that charmed me today: We keep a whiteboard in the office upon which anyone may write any words that they'd like to share. In David's handwriting is a quote I like very much, "Our favorite attitude should be gratitude."


  1. Oh oh oh a new book! My strategy is to thumb through over my cheerios, then settle in and read from cover to cover as soon as I can. I hope you gets lots of useful information that boosts your confidence. You CAN do this!

  2. I am so exctied! Thankfully (ha! there's a twist) Mr. Insomnia crept into my bed about 1:00 a.m. so I've consumed a good deal of that book. I know why the Badger's toes used to get black from running and I know that I am in the category of "fast" walkers. I know that the 7 hour course time for walkers of the marathon is an arbitrary thing and that it's considered fast and not generous. I suspect it has to do with closing down the streets of Las Vegas for too many hours. We might lose a tourist dollar or two. I know that my years of walking diligently for miles every day and my general good health put me WAY ahead of many. I think I am well-suited to do this! I am gaining confidence with knowledge. And if you knew me well, you'd know that that is a powerful statement coming from me about myself. I've not always been a fan of Limes.