Saw the amazing, energetic, moving, fabulously talented Playing for Change band last night. Wow, what a perfect setting, with the lights of the amusement park behind us, and this great bunch of singers belting out tunes.
Perfect weather. These are performers from that viral video that went around not so long ago.
Lucky us. I cried when we all sang “One Love” and “Stand By Me” together.
Jul 03, 06:35PM PDT | 0 comments
When I was home I was visiting a good old friend I’ve known since I was 18 years old. She said, “I just don’t get blogs…people writing about mowing their lawns.” Which seemed really insensitive considering that writing my blog is a way that I feel I am making it happen for myself and not sitting around waiting for someone to give me permission to publish.
It really hurt me, and I don’t think she knows that it did. I know she doesn’t read my blog, but she’s aware of it. What if I said all her gardening and canning seemed like a worthless boring pursuit? I can’t imagine saying that.
I was so stunned I didn’t respond. Ugh, it’s still bothering me a couple of weeks later.
Jul 01, 10:55AM PDT | 8 cheers | 9 comments
I feel like a failure in so many aspects of my life. Intellectually I know that I am doing fine, but I feel stuck in my job—which I love and hate by turns—and I want to do something to be of service but can’t quite figure out what.
Visiting family on vacation was wonderful. They are great for my self-esteem. We’re a loving bunch. I wish I didn’t live 2000 miles away, but I don’t really want to live there again.
I find myself feeling desperately sad. I used to be the Pollyanna in every group. What happened?
Here are the things I see as eroders of my self-esteem:
1) 40 pounds overweight (there, I said it out loud)
2) Increasing isolation from friends (so many have drifted out of my weekly life, and my dearest local friend is moving to the opposite coast this month)
3) Isolation from my supportive family (although I do call them often)
4) Lack of recent publications of writing or photography
5) Work situation less than stable
6) Not particularly flattering hair cut.
7) Middle age in general
8) Lack of a current writing project that I really believe in…lack of ability to muster faith in myself as a writer due to continued indifference from publishers
9) Sudden onset of uncharacteristic sense that I have wasted my life. Never wanted kids, but I see people getting so much good out of their relationships, and I am sad to be on the periphery of all that all of a sudden.
10) Lack of involvement in my community
Okay, so I guess that gives me an idea of what to work on. I have started (another) fitness/weight loss program and am trying to feel optimistic about it. Gonna go work on my writing…No matter how little it seems to matter, at least I can say I’ve written.
Jul 01, 10:50AM PDT | 16 cheers | 73 comments