observational haiku

It was nice to have three days with family - including grandchildren (hardly children anymore). Wish we were a bit closer.

Observational haiku/Midnight musings

I have been doing these as a diversion. Started therapy in March to figure out the source of physical symptoms that some doctors think are the result of anxiety and/or depression.  Began to think that there may be something to that. My brain has a habit of going into a circular overdrive, the never ending what-if thing. Disaster possibility after disaster possibility. I am trying to cut it off when the thoughts first get started. I have found that identifying the issue as precisely as I can helps put it to rest.  Thus, observational haiku. And in the middle of the night - midnight musings.

The haiku is usually attached to a photo - sort of see something, say something '-) When I wake in the middle of the night with my mind spinning, I try to ID and write down what is bothering me.  Either way, the haiku format, 5-7-5 seems to be best for me.  Limit the detail, focus as precisely as possible.

I have been posting to Facebook but maybe I should put the more personal somewhere less public.

Midnight musings Saturday

1. Borrowing trouble,
assuming change is bad.
Find the positive.

2. I'm a worry wart.
If you seek it, it will come,
to borrow a phrase.

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thought for the day

Discipline

A little light on the Salinas area on a wet morning.

So, the word of the day is discipline, and that is what I need to work on. This blog, my crafting activities, my life in general need more discipline. I start and don't finish. Time to figure this out. Beginning here, every day, something.

Second Wind

It is good to have/be a friend.

Maybe it's been a year since I last added anything here because I had nothing to say, or maybe I just needed a year to think of something to say. Whatever the reason, it has been an interesting 14 months. We bought a larger condo at the beach - unfortunately we can't sell the old one. Our daughter moved back to California with her family. We spent our vacation in Montreal, Quebec and Vermont. Christmas is coming. Much to catch up on.

Thought for the day

"It took 14 years to build the Brooklyn Bridge." Why? It was the longest suspension bridge in the world, and the first steel-wire suspension bridge at the time it was built. Don't know what brought this into my head - I guess maybe because everything moves so quickly today that the thought of a bridge taking that long is surprising. And it's only a little more than a mile long.


Yesterday afternoon the smoke from the fire was going straight up - this is above Mt. Wilson. Today, some of it is down here in the flatlands. The size is growing, although more slowly. It still threatens homes, but most of it is back in inaccessible terrain.