a week in the life of nobody
Jim May 1st, 2010
“so, i figured out i wasn’t perfect today. not EVEN close. it was painful. everywhere i stepped i was tripping over my faults and flaws. i was hoping to rescue the world, i couldn’t even rescue myself. NOTE TO JIM: NO ONE SAID BEING HUMAN WOULD BE EASY.”
“many times as a little boy i would lay flat on my back in the middle of this nearby grassy field and stare into the sky above. it was my favorite thing to do whenever stormy skies rolled in. i would lay there in the soft grass, feel the cool breeze upon my face, and watch the darkness inch across the heavens. it was the place i went to let my pain, loneliness and heartache out. i felt safe to shed my tears in that field. today i closed my eyes and remembered that field and felt compassion for every person, child or adult, who suffers in silence.”
“i think the thing that makes me saddest about the thought of dying is leaving Jessica behind in this world. i can hardly bare the thought of it. i don’t ever want to be separated from her, even though i know i actually never am or will be.”
“Sometimes a Jenny appears when we need one. Sometimes we are the Jenny.”
Forrest and Jenny
“What are we so fearful of that we don’t give expression to the deep things we feel? Why do we stop ourselves from giving love? Shall there be rules against love or laws to regulate it? Consider the next person you come across or interact with – if you are not the one to show that person love, who will? If you are not the mirror reflecting their goodness and beauty back to them, who will be that reflection? If you do not tell them they are accepted and treasured just as they are, how will their fear be dispelled? What are we so damn afraid of that we don’t freely and openly express love and acceptance into one another’s lives? What keeps us from being love and being acceptance everywhere, all the time, with everybody?”
“are there questions we don’t ask, repress, avoid, run from or push aside because we fear what the answer might be?”
“friends can help each other. a true friend is someone who lets you have total freedom to be yourself-and especially to feel. or, not feel. whatever you happen to be feeling at the moment is fine with them. that’s what real love amounts to-letting a person be what he really is.” jim morrison
“you stretch down across the bike like a cougar poised to pounce on its prey. you are locked and loaded in the aero-position with legs pumping like metal pistons of a well-oiled machine in a rhythm as old as time. beads of sweat run down and drip off the end of your nose, quads burning, while you hold a lazer-like focus… ahead of you. the hill comes and at just the right time, you come out of the saddle and turn it on. you feel the tip of the saddle back and forth between your thighs and under your crotch as you rock back and forth. it’s an attack! you pass him, and you let him know about it as you glance back. ahhhhhh. feels so good!”
“you know you are codependent when you’re concerned if your therapist is getting their needs met. i even hide my real self from my therapist! i really want him to like me!”
“I am learning so much. I have so much to learn.”
fav pic of the week…
fav vids of the week…
favg songs of the week…
It only hurts when i\'m breathing
oh yeah…and there was a famous/magic chair involved.
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Hi Jim.
Been a big fan of your blog posts and always love the questions you’ve made me ponder.
But define love. Are we talking about it in the romantic concept of love or are we talking about love in general? I’ve always found it hard to define it. And especially to give it. When or what or who would be the right one to give it to? Is it just about being nice? I don’t know.
Obviously, I come with some baggage.
And also, yes. I have so much to learn.