tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107151958453669111.post4723269938086077253..comments2024-03-28T10:00:18.457-04:00Comments on 37 Paddington: This again37paddingtonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12400464105403622384noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107151958453669111.post-3289295211820109842014-12-23T15:40:15.594-05:002014-12-23T15:40:15.594-05:00Elizabeth, that is a stunning quote. I have heard ...Elizabeth, that is a stunning quote. I have heard the idea before, but never put quite like this. Thank you, sweet friend, for this perfectly contextualizing for what I am feeling, and for this hopeful reframing of...well, everything. Love to you and the family.37paddingtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12400464105403622384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107151958453669111.post-46538256362177918262014-12-23T15:37:38.139-05:002014-12-23T15:37:38.139-05:00Birdie, what's going on in our world right now...Birdie, what's going on in our world right now is appalling. It's hard not to take it in. Thanks for being here in solidarity, friend. I hope the holidays are good for you and your family. xo37paddingtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12400464105403622384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107151958453669111.post-15711714010560322422014-12-23T15:36:19.429-05:002014-12-23T15:36:19.429-05:00Kristin, that is for damn sure. I think maybe we a...Kristin, that is for damn sure. I think maybe we absorb the mood of the ether, and if that;s the case, yikes! Sending love, friend.37paddingtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12400464105403622384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107151958453669111.post-88831786015591200942014-12-23T15:35:37.209-05:002014-12-23T15:35:37.209-05:00Ah Sweet Jo, I always love when you come around wi...Ah Sweet Jo, I always love when you come around with your gentle wisdom and your generous way of seeing the world. Sending love to you.37paddingtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12400464105403622384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107151958453669111.post-32139500741939960502014-12-23T15:34:33.581-05:002014-12-23T15:34:33.581-05:00Dear Mary, I am loving you, too. Thank you, sister...Dear Mary, I am loving you, too. Thank you, sister spirit.37paddingtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12400464105403622384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107151958453669111.post-76337897973293017092014-12-23T15:34:06.677-05:002014-12-23T15:34:06.677-05:00(((((NOLA darling)))))(((((NOLA darling)))))37paddingtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12400464105403622384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107151958453669111.post-70840438049715581872014-12-23T15:33:45.175-05:002014-12-23T15:33:45.175-05:00Dear Susan, the holidays are so chock full of expe...Dear Susan, the holidays are so chock full of expectations, and yet if we examine them we begin to see these are expectations we've placed on ourselves. Most of it is so unconscious and maybe that's why we feel overwhelmed, stressed, sad. Thank you for your wise words, and your friendship. Love.37paddingtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12400464105403622384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107151958453669111.post-24491961401548570312014-12-23T15:32:18.142-05:002014-12-23T15:32:18.142-05:00Steve, thank you, friend. They are temporary! I ap...Steve, thank you, friend. They are temporary! I appreciate the hugs!37paddingtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12400464105403622384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107151958453669111.post-165653460731897102014-12-23T15:31:46.916-05:002014-12-23T15:31:46.916-05:00Dear A, yet somehow we go on. Thank you, in the mi...Dear A, yet somehow we go on. Thank you, in the midst of your own state of overwhelm, for reaching out. I pray your grandniece is doing okay, and that the mechanical things have settled down a bit. I am thinking of you and sending love. 37paddingtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12400464105403622384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107151958453669111.post-18746141287153249142014-12-23T11:02:32.359-05:002014-12-23T11:02:32.359-05:00I'm late reading this post, and am sorry not t...I'm late reading this post, and am sorry not to have joined the other voices in wishing you comfort. I read this the other day and found it both interesting and comforting: "Our minds are habituated to relate to suffering by resisting it through blame, bitterness, anger, resentment. That resistance is what the Buddha called 'the second arrow,' which follows the first arrow, the direct experience of pain. So much additional suffering comes from believing that 'things shouldn’t be this way'—when in fact they are that way.<br /><br />- Ronna Kabatznick, "Sea of Sorrow"<br /> Elizabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03313726816776097840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107151958453669111.post-16886549071778502452014-12-22T20:55:11.326-05:002014-12-22T20:55:11.326-05:00Wait, Kimberly, did you say that? It wasn't yo...Wait, Kimberly, did you say that? It wasn't you who said it to me; it was someone in the non-virtual world. I like the idea of it, I'm just not able to turn aside the chemistry when it sling shots out of whack. But it passes. It always does. And you, my dear friend, my sister spirit, you have nothing to apologize for, nothing at all. Thanks for the love. I'm holding that and sending you some of my own. 37paddingtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12400464105403622384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107151958453669111.post-90617227454289997172014-12-22T20:46:42.539-05:002014-12-22T20:46:42.539-05:00Angella, I'm sorry. I am guilty of trying to r...Angella, I'm sorry. I am guilty of trying to rage against suffering and am realizing that it can come across insensitive. The truth though is that I care deeply for you though our friendship is virtual. Joy is what I want for us both and when that isn't possible, I am comforted by knowing that people care.gradydoctorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10639816377218206777noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107151958453669111.post-91324356959690515502014-12-15T17:56:22.848-05:002014-12-15T17:56:22.848-05:00Suffering is a choice? That is total bullshit. Som...Suffering is a choice? That is total bullshit. Some 'positive thinking' mumbo jumbo created by someone who needs to get in touch with their emotions. Life is full of pain and suffering and it doesn't need to be made worse but the Zig Ziglar's of life making us feel guilty for feeling totally overwhelmed at the state of our world. In fact, if people are not suffering they need to open their eyes are what is going on in our world. It is absolutely heartbreaking. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107151958453669111.post-10396467749271059602014-12-15T16:15:40.756-05:002014-12-15T16:15:40.756-05:00The news doesn't help either.The news doesn't help either.Kristinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06413795611563683135noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107151958453669111.post-36039837185119559472014-12-15T11:37:12.205-05:002014-12-15T11:37:12.205-05:00I hear you and am sorry you are feeling low. For ...I hear you and am sorry you are feeling low. For some reason the holidays make everything seem more overwhelming. Your writing this makes me feel less alone. I am keeping you in my thoughts. Sweet JoAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107151958453669111.post-15202994419014188642014-12-15T10:52:36.011-05:002014-12-15T10:52:36.011-05:00I am here. I wish I was there. I am loving you, th...I am here. I wish I was there. I am loving you, though. I am.Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107151958453669111.post-51229835988722791162014-12-15T10:42:43.291-05:002014-12-15T10:42:43.291-05:00*hugs**hugs*NOLAhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05572754078356812922noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107151958453669111.post-61223342758389051782014-12-15T07:39:16.369-05:002014-12-15T07:39:16.369-05:00dear, dear angella. you are not alone...so many of...dear, dear angella. you are not alone...so many of us love you. i am convinced the holidays do this to us, hold our lives up to a light that shows all the cracks. it will pass; do the things that make you feel calm and balanced (i loved reading about your singing; music is good for the soul...).<br />xosusan t. landryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12454487318141469849noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107151958453669111.post-17065846357959404522014-12-15T05:23:51.642-05:002014-12-15T05:23:51.642-05:00Everything is temporary, including these feelings....Everything is temporary, including these feelings. You are not alone. Sending you hugs!Steve Reedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11684120060438252945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9107151958453669111.post-87661677708011214192014-12-15T05:08:22.556-05:002014-12-15T05:08:22.556-05:00In the past three weeks the door fell off my van a...In the past three weeks the door fell off my van and the water heater corroded and leaked and the furnace stopped working and a tree fell on the house and a river of mud came through a crack in the foundation wall downstairs where my daughter's stairlift runs, and all that's mere hassle in the face of the possibility that my darling little baby grandniece may have a brain tumor. I have a steady-state overwhelm on the best of days, but all this has made me very weary, so tired that when I woke up this morning I kind of prayed the earthquake won't come too soon, because I'm not sure I could handle it. I too feel very alone. Yet somehow we go on. I think there are times when the "suffering is a choice" meme is applied in a way that's a bit facile, to put it politely.Ahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06318174928862120631noreply@blogger.com