living blind

FH and I went to get new glasses today.  It seems we are middle aged and can no longer see as clearly as we would like to.  This is a chore I have been putting off, looking in the mirror at my no longer young face, saying to a young woman, “I think these are too square” or “too dark” or “too low” or “too high”.

FH was in a lather today and had to get it done.  I went too.   Why a lather?  We don’t know, a mystery.

It turned out to be an exercise in vanity to some extent.  (Another mystery–why vanity?)  The big frames I wanted were big enough to magnify my crow’s feet…so they were eliminated.  In the end we both worked with different “frame experts” and chose much the same frames as one another. Additionally, our prescriptions are much the same. Has our vision as well as our taste become similar since being married?

Later we ate at a chain restaurant, which we never do, and felt we had entered an altered reality.  Was it an effect of having had our vision checked? Had our perspectives been changed?  Had reality altered?  Were the waiters and waitresses at said chain restaurant wearing enough “flair?”*

I wonder if when my somewhat minor prescription glasses arrive, if I will have a whole new perspective?  Will everything be more clear?  And given that, are there some Boddhisattva or Swami or Jesus glasses I could get, ones that would make all of these mysteries, significant and less so, more clear?

Yes.  They are called rest and relaxation glasses.  Everyone needs them.  Hardly anyone in our culture has them.  They are also called self acceptance and self forgiveness. I wonder where I can buy them and which would look best on my face?

*If you haven’t seen the movie, Office Space, do.

gratitude list

Gratitude List:

  1. I am thankful for Fabulous Husband (FH)
  2. Thankful for the parts of my body that are working right
  3. Thankful for my hired helpers–therapists, housecleaners
  4. Thankful for my friends–new and old
  5. Thankful for my mind
  6. Thankful for books
  7. Thankful for wonderful spring weather
  8. Thankful for flowers–especially these native baby blue eyes that I got at Annies Annuals
  9. Thankful for soft things
  10. Thankful for sparkly things
  11. Thankful for FH cooking and cleaning
  12. Thankful for health insurance
  13. Thankful for my brother, sister-in-law, and nephews
  14. Thankful for being witness to these lovely kids
  15. Thankful for people who are understanding
  16. Thankful for my boss
  17. Thankful for my helpful, kind coworkers
  18. Thankful for my landlords
  19. Thankful for chocolate
  20. Thankful for summer being close

“more richly human”

Well, it’s hit again…fibromyalgia.  my skin hurts, my joints hurt. I’m exhausted beyond reason. Did I eat the wrong thing or wear the wrong shoes?  Am I just a bad person by nature…oh wait.  That’s the wrong response.  Time to crawl into bed and take good care of myself.  No blaming.

Reading Finding Meaning in the Second Half of Life:  How to Finally, Really Grow Up by James Hollis, Jungian Analyst, I find so much to help me understand myself.  One thing he says is “If our work does not support our soul, then the soul will exact its butcher’s bill elsewhere.”  Okay.  My bill is fibro.  What’s yours?  Maybe your work supports your soul?

Also, pertaining to suffering, and how I maybe shouldn’t wish it away out of hand, or reminding me of its value, he says:

In the midst of these psychological dislocations, we frequently consider ourselves victimized, and cannot imagine that there could be some enlarging purpose arising from our suffering.  Often, much later, we are able to recognize that something was moving us purposefully, initiating a new phase of our journey, though it certainly didn’t feel like it at the time.  We may grudgingly admit that even the suffering enlarged us, and made us more richly human.

So I’m going to crawl into bed and become “more richly human.”