I love giving gifts. Rather, I love buying or creating gifts that are personalized. Sometimes I come across perfect items for set individuals that I buy them with no holiday or particular celebration in mind. The other day I felt a big lift from my shoulder when I randomly (out of the blue) gifted two different individuals with small gifts. I just felt a compulsion in that moment. I handed them out and then I skipped along.
I love skipping. It is a strange thing I do. Or rather, some people find it strange. I think it’s completely normal and good for one’s brain and heart. I think more people should skip around. While I skipped along that day, I also wanted to sing. I restrained myself. Barely. I don’t have a fabulous singing voice but I do love karaoke. I think more people should do karaoke. I feel like medical providers should prescribe singing, skipping or silliness to aid in overall wellness. I’m sure that itself may seem silly to people. However, I believe in the power of fun and lightness.
While in my fun mood after skipping and gifting others, I was given a package. I was somewhat skeptical about opening it. That is a story, however, for another day. I opened that package and in it was a bag of fertilizer. Interesting. I wondered what I was to make of that. Fertilizer is symbolic of many things. I could take it completely wrong. Or, I could take it to be a bag representing growth, opportunity, and brightness. I convinced myself that the bag was meant to grow sunflowers and that I was meant to continue orienting myself towards the sun. Positivity. Although, by the time I got home I took it to mean something else. Fertilizer is just a fancy name for some unmentionables.
By the time the next morning came and I caught the beautiful sunrise, I was whole and good again. It’s all a cycle during which you set your compass point.
Categories: Culture, mental health, photography, Psychology, society
psychologistmimi 
It’s Literally and Honestly True as i’ve Probably Mentioned
it Before i Literally Have a Prescription for Moving Meditation
Wherever i go.. Yes… Public Dance From my Doctor and ‘they’
Don’t Give those Prescriptions Out as Jokes
as this Doctor has done the Modern Research
And Understands it is a viable
Therapy for Regulating
Emotions and
Integrating Senses
As of Course Singing and
Music Does too as Our Voices
Express Emotions and the Strings
of Guitars are Just Extensions of our
Vocal Chords… As not only Strings but
Our HeART Beats as the Percussion of
Each Beat on a Piano Key.. How Gifted
i was that My Mother Provided Piano
Lessons at age 12 for it is True any
Child on the Autism Spectrum
Will Make Great Use if
they so care to do
by Learning an
Instrument even
Just a Voice to Sing
And Feet And Hands to
Dance and Yes express the
Music of HeART Through Words
that come as Symbols of our Soul
As We See and Hear and Regulate
the Music of Our Spirit as Colors comes to Write
on Page In Eternal Flow of Peace and Harmony
As We truly Breathe Light so far away from Dark
NoW Honestly the Source of Most Disease is DisEase
of
the
HeaRT
the SPiRiT
The SoUL
the Root
of Most
All Our
Human Discontent…
i am Just a Canary in a Coal
Mine a Weak Link Who somehow found
my Way out of A Cave to Truly Breathe Free Again..
‘Challenging Alexithymia’ Where Words do Not Express
Emotions.. Smiles Author PM from New York i’ve traveled
a long way from a place Where ‘Happy’ and ‘Joy’ were Just Shells..
Words.. Meaningless to me.. Lost in Years of unending Stress where
i could not even find words to describe how ‘this Piece of Music’ i composed
on the Piano recorded on a Cheap Dictation Device and Later transferred to YouTube
made me Feel in the Depths of my Despair in 2007.. but You See each note was a Beat
of my Heart there is
so much
more
to our
Souls
than only
Words alone…
All The Arts that express our HeART
Fertilizing the Spirit of our Soul to Evolve to Breathe free..
It’s Interesting It’s a raw Piece of what i did Mistakes and all
along the way of my Soul Attempting to set itself free through
the Notes on the Piano to breathe.. but honestly the Darkness
Was worth it as for the 47 Years before that i could not create
anything on the Piano other than Playing the Sheet Music
in front of me..
i do believe
it’s worth
going
to ‘Hell’
A BLackest
Abyss Just
Nothing at All
Then Now For
the Gift to Create
as Light does come From Dark
As Above So Below Within Inside
Outside All Around Just PArT oF A STory now Complete..:)
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I love the public dance as prescription. Should be handed out everywhere
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A Real Prayer!!..:)
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Trivia Note: ‘Conservatives’
Stay in the Gene Pool
Washing Hands more
Easily Disgusted Living..;)
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Skipping and singing are marvelous therapy and keeps the inner child alive and healthy
So does running around naked but that one is really frowned upon. 😀
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Lol. Some in society frown upon it. But there’s a group for everyone. Sing skip be happy
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Things appear and I can react or respond.
I like your response.
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Thank you. Hope your day is going well
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