The days are short but the weeks are long or some such sentiment. Yesterday was a blur. Yet again. Make the hamster wheel stop! Melanie does that with her weekly challenge. Thanks so much for hosting this nice diversion. If you’d like to join in, here are the rules and ping back.
Are we “here” or do we just think we are? (A metaphysical question today folks.) Can you prove your point of view? I am definitely not here. I am over there … way down yonder in the paw-paw patch. Haha. Wouldn’t it be cool or extremely anxiety provoking if we just thought we were here and not really here. Like the ending to St. Elsewhere. Maybe we are in that same snow globe of a child’s mind?
From an identity stand-point, which would be the worst for you personally to lose? Your face, your body or your voice? Which do YOU identify with most strongly for your own sense of self? My face but not for the reasons one might think. With my face gone, I’d lose my sight. My body is just a vessel and I could live without my voice since there are other ways to communicate. For my sense of self, I am introverted and look to my sharp and often sarcastic wit, not my face, body, or voice.
Do you have a ‘song’? If you’re part of a couple, you could use “your couple’s song” OR a song that’s just always resonated with you. B and I do not have a song. We have an era of songs that we mutually like. We have a song or two or three that invoke memories. There are way too many to name. My favorite song changes with what I hear on the radio while driving. Since I no longer commute, I have not had anything new to to call my current favorite for a while now.
“Spooky” Halloween Question: Oooo! BOO!
Are ghosts real or has someone been smoking something and just imagines them? Define ghost. Oxford reference says “the spirit of a dead person that a living person believes they can see or hear”.
In the physical form I would say no and maybe that is because I have never seen a ghost. I have also never heard a ghost with exception of my brothers making silly noises when trying to scare me when we were kids.
I do however believe the spirit of a dead person lives on in our memories. When we keep them alive in our mind, they are very much still with us. I even at times, talk to my parents. Especially when I need advice for my own kids. They never talk back but I imagine what they would do and try to incorporate some of their wisdom.
GRATITUDE SECTION (as always strictly optional)
Please free free to share a moment of gratitude you experienced over the past week. I attended a work anniversary celebration that brought tears of gratitude. With all the nonsense going on around us, I realize my small pod is beyond blessed. I have a job, all four of us do when Lulu begins her training next week. We have a roof over our heads and more creature comforts than necessary. None of that is not lost on me.
As always, more to come.