Category Archives: Psychiatry? Nah

Hopes for a Loving Fall/Winter – Following Horrendous Summer

Where has Summer Gone? (It Didn’t Exist for me, at all–I Faced so many Challenges…)

Now, Tired, Weary, Somewhat Cynnical, Still facing Huge Challenges,

Though still Flumoxed on How I’ll Overcome them, I Know I WILL;


Unsure where I found this Photo below, but am always Moved and Encouraged by the Story it represents

It’s based on an Allegory, I’ll Paraphrase here:

Someone, who’d gone through excessive Travails, was shocked to see only one set of footsteps in the sand. Upon questioning Jesus about it, asking Him “Why hast thou abandoned me, at the worst of my times?” Jesus lovingly replied “It was at those times that I was carrying you…”

Footsteps in the Sand ❤

Unsure where I found this, but I've always found its meaning Moving and Encouraging


I Wrote the Following this Morning, during Breakfast, and Hope it is of Benefit to Others, as Well as to my Self.

  • May I have the Presence of Mind: Not to be Tricked, by People, Companies, Anything;
  • May I have the Astuteness: To always Ensure All Questions are answered, Before making a Decision;
  • May I Remain Connected to my Higher Self, my Intuition: and Always Listen to MySelf;
  • May My Heart Remain Calm: When faced with Setbacks;
  • May my ego move out of the way: When dealing with Outsourced Customer/Tech Services;
  • May I REMEMBER: EVERYONE, EVERYWHERE are MY BROTHERS & SISTERS IN SPIRIT;
  • TREAT THEM WITH LOVE… ❤

That’s it, for today.

Namastè, ma89🙂

What Makes a Friendship, a *Friend*-*ship?*

(by Necessity, this wil have to be sort of Generic, and non-specific to either time nor circumstance--lest anyone may be adversely 
affected)

It is incredibly frustrating–dealing with the vagaries of living with Attention Deficit Disorder; 4 Concussions, (3 in my Childhood, from falling, or running away from Bullies; one from being Assaulted at a Drive-in Theater, as a Young Adultall four Injuring the back of the Head, right at the bottom of the Skull; all four affecting my Frontal Lobe–nowadays, though the causes (war, rather than childhood carelessness, bullies) are different, the resulting “TBI,” or “Post-Concussive Syndrome”  is identical, and devastating.

When One must go through Life, with these added (Invisibly pervasively-disruptive, yet nearly-undetectable), dis-Abilities, misunderstandings, missed-out Social Cues, misinterpreted Actions, Disastrous Decisions, and/or Reactions are indeed par for the course, and (hard as it may be to Forgive OneSelf One’s perceived Guilt, or Pain), it is at these times it is Imperative we Lift Up our View, striving to See the Bigger Picture(s).

It is also Essential to Cultivate within One’s Self the Capacity of Total and Complete Forgiveness of Self–for Your Actions; of Others–for becoming inadvertently Hurt, (at times) Furious, (frequently) Angry and Frustrated enough to End the formerly Great Friendship. When this occurs, I’m unsure to Whom I feel more Compassion, and Sorrow for: The Friend, who in their Hurt State of Mind, Huffs and Puffs, indignantly, (leading the Other to make even more Confused, likely-uneeded, premature, impulsive, regrettable) Decisions–the Friendship Cracked Open…; Friends-no more; or the Other, who in their Unreliably Frontal Lobe’s Confusion and Perplexing Thought Process, Acts, or Says Something Irrevocably-Unpardonable…, at least, by the average Human Being, anyway–only to (if not immediately), soon after, albeit, too late, wish they could take it back.

For the Second time in five (5) years, my (Invisibly dis-)Abled, (miswired) Brain, caused a Rift with the second of my two Best Friends–Who, in turn, (Interpreting my Innocently-Meant Efforts at Mitigating a Greater Stress on the Friendship), as Insultingly-Disrespectful; I’ve no Idea, at this time, whether and if our Friendship can or will survive my brain’s malfeasance.

The Consequences from Miscommunicated Intentions            

(It’s been three months, since I began writing this; and truthfully, I don’t remember where I intended to go with this. Nonetheless, the portions I Had written before, are still relevant. Moreover, anyone who experiences any and/or all the above or similar conditions, will Understand perfectly where I intended to go with it, and be able to fill in the blanks. As for me, frankly, apologizing constantly gets old very fast…, it can even get you fired–this latter one I’ve experienced myself, so I Know it to be True! Therefore, no apologies for an unfinished post; the Third One in One day–Oops! I must be Manic😞…                                                           

I’ve Caved! Am Car-Shopping!

Okay! Take a Deeeep Breathhh!

A single month of being on foot, relying on Friends, paying for Their gas, brought me to a Very Public Tiny Meltdown–Thankfully, amongst my Reiki Friends–leading me to the inevitable conclusion:

Get Your Act Together!
Time to Car-Shop!

Last Friday, then–braving freezing weather–I called a Cab, went to my Credit Union, (finally opening the Insurance’s 3-week-old Overnight Delivery Settlement Envelope), I deposited it; Paid off my now-postponed move Loan; asked to see a Loan Consultant, and–while awaiting for her to call, I arranged for a Rental Car CO. to come pick me up, to rent a car for the weekend, possibly 1-week.

That arranged, I replied to an email from a Dealership in a nearby town, arranging to see him later, around Dinner time.

Having had a twelve year, 13-Paid-off Loans relationship with my Credit Union, has afforded me an “A+” Credit Score in spite of my Frugal Early-“Retirement” Income–translating into a trouble-free Loan, for the Amount I figured would be needed.

That accomplished, the Rental Company took me to their Office, and assigned me a VW Golf to Drive.

I want to stop here for a moment:
Astrologically-speaking my Double-Aries sign had been wreaking havoc in my Life and Balance–I saw myself “Losing It!” (My Nano Meltdown Monday Night last week). Then, on our ride home, I asked my Reiki Mentor How did he always maintain his (almost “Vulcan”-like) Calm? His Reply taught me Oodles!

He said: “Though it’s True the Planets do have (Magnetic, Subtle) Influences, All it’s Really Affecting is our (“Space”) Suits, our Spirits aren’t Affected…”

Boom! There was my Key to Stability, and to weathering Life’s storms: Our bodies of bones, flesh and blood, are but a “piece of clothing,” (a suit), we either see as such or overly-identify with. All this suit needs is to be moved safely, from points “A” to “B” and not much else! Our means of doing so, is a Vehicle.

So, Keeping what truly matters into perspective:
My Transportation must be
• Mechanically-Reliable;
• Safe-to-Drive in all conditions;
• High MPG/Low-Maintenance;
• Low-Cost Maintenance
What’s Irrelevant:
• Color;
• Trim;
Ego value;
• (Appearance-wise) what kind of Tire Wheels it comes with…

There are many other factors, which I’ll post at a later date (why I’ve chosen not to get Hybrids or Electrics (hint: “Blood Batteries”), look it up.
Ciao!

2015/01/img_2207-0.jpgPaddling serenely on river
Photo by L Dodge, Springfield, MO

A Very Direct Entry, About “Blue Ribbon Minds,” and “Stigma”

Pictured below, is a Magnet, I bought, in 2012, from the local NAMI (National Alliance on Mental Illness), I had Affixed on the Driver’s Side of my Car, and which will, once again, be affixed in my Next one:
/home/wpcom/public_html/wp-content/blogs.dir/090/59084046/files/2015/01/img_2209.jpgPhoto (cc)-Copyleft, 2015,
by Clarisse L Dodge, York, PA, USA (High Dissemination Allowed, and Hoped-for, Attribution is purely Optional)

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Much Love and Light, to Everyone, Especially to those currently Experiencing “Dark Night of the Soul”-type of Situation.

Believe me, when I say: “I HEAR You!

PS. Those of you who might not know, May is “Blue Ribbon Minds,” (BRMS, for short, I pronounce it “Brooms”). Month. We have less than 4 Months to Plan. What are we going to do about it? (NOTE: BRMS encompasses anyone with what, to society norms, are Miswired Brains). I’m One of them, and wear my Hat Nice and Tall. I’m neither Ashamed, nor Fearful of it…, but that’s another Post.