It will get here.....

There are schedules.  There are apps.  Neither of which is completely accurate.  The Bus can be early.  Or, it may be late.  I have no control over it.  The best advise from The Bus is to be about 10 minutes earlier than the schedule.  

Time and traffic are constant struggles in the big city with commuting.  There is no controlling either when riding The Bus.  It will arrive when it arrives.  It took me quite a while to just show up and not fret.  

One morning, sitting at The Bus stop, I realized how often I was looking at my watch, counting the minutes left for me to get to work.  Worrying about how many minutes would be left to ride the bus.  Then, worrying about how many minutes it would take to get across the street and into the office.  Then, worrying because the bus was late and swallowing up my minutes. 

With a nervous but knowing laugh, I concluded that I was in Hawaii to heal and not waste time on worry.   A major portion of the workers ride The Bus and it was understood that The Bus wasn't always predictable.  Simply do my part by getting to the bus stop at a reasonable time.  Afterwards, for the most part, I learned to relax once I'd gotten to The Bus stop.  

Worrying about that which I could not control may actually be a fine example of arrogance.  How dare I think that if I worried enough that The Bus would get itself to my stop immediately?  Why should the thing which I want by the time I want it  be delivered by the person that I want to deliver it at the place that I want it?

There are many variables which influence when the bus arrives.  How many people were waiting at prior stops?  Were there any handicapped people which had to be aided in boarding?  Had there been a traffic jam?  Was there an emergency had by someone on the bus?  Did the weather slow down its arrival?

I need to show up on time.  Be responsible with my actions.  Then, let the rest unfold.  Save my energy for things that I can control.  God knows where the bus is.  He knows when it will get here.  And, he'll get me where I need to be in His time.

Ramping Up to Life Lessons on The Bus

Life Lessons on The Bus

Yep, I rode the bus for 13 months all over Hawaii.  I left behind the car which I owned in order to explore a whole new place.  It was tough at first.  Really, really tough.  We are so conditioned that an automobile indicates success.  

But, I grew accustomed to it.  Believe it or not, I didn't get behind the wheel of a car for about 11 months....Now, that is something to experience.  No key to any kind of motorized, get-me-there-when-I want-to-get-there kind of vehicle.  

Now, if you know me, you know that I'm gong to reflect on whatever I've experienced.  Twist, turn, and tangle it until I've wrung everything from it.  Thus, I've created a list of life lessons.

No seat belts on The Bus so hang on, sit down, brace your legs, or wrap your arm around something  because I'm going to share my lessons with you.  

Lesson One will come soon.

Rainbows

Rainbow Lasso

If rainbows were lassoes,
I'd fling one thru the sky.

Grab a cloud I fancy
As it floats slowly by.

Take a ride over the rainbow
And find you there.

We'd dance across the moon
Sparkling stars in our hair.

Rainbow? Lasso?
Take me thru the air!

Little. Things. Mean a Lot.

Little things...

Little things mean a lot.....

An old song from past days..Remember it?  What little things mean a lot?  A friend who picks up the phone and calls for only few hurried moments just because they want to hear your voice.  Lapping water tickling your toes, splashing your ankles, and surprising your knees.  Random conversation with a stranger on a bus or beach.  Of course, it may be the way one finds a new friend.

Little things mean a lot.

Forward.....

The past nearly 18 months have been a roller coaster ride.  Most of you, my dear friends, have followed my outpourings virtually.  I chose to come far away to the island of rainbows, sunshine, and breezes to heal.  It was and is a wonderful choice as the total freedom to interact with the natural beauty has freed my soul many times over.

The newest blogs which I'm beginning to reflect and share with you will be more light hearted on purpose.  Enjoy and smile.

I've read books of people who have done journaling about many things.  Today, I decided to write down the things at which I laughed.  I love to laugh as all of you know.  This means, mentally, I'm reminding myself of how much I'm learning and surviving.

Share my grief blogs with anyone who may be hurting.  I'm going to live and honor my daughter's memory with courage.  Forward as much as I can.  When I go a bit backwards.....Well, I'll just head forward again.

Love to all of you.

LAUGHTER

LAUGHTER

Lively, Lickety Split Humor

Arresting, Audible Joy

Unbound, Unlocked Emotion

Gleeful, Glad Spirit

Heartfelt, Honest Response

Tickled, Touched Soul

Erupting, Elevating Mirth

Refreshing, Relaxing Moment

LIVING AND LAUGHING

living and laughing.......

Every time, I come back to my blogs....I'm amazed at the fact that I've managed to stand up once again and think of the future.

I'm certain that there will still be both wise and conflicted blogs about grief coming from me here and there. But, I am going to try to share during my happy and up times....And I do have those---Most of the time, I manage to keep the happy facade in place even when the inside is hurting.    I promise.  I must have happy moments because I'm living.  Living is for doing.  Living is for smiling.  Living is for sharing.  Living is what the future becomes in each of us.

So,  what was the funniest thing at which I laughed today....I laughed while I cut a water melon and ate pieces as I put them in the bowl.  I laughed because a new friend invited a few of us to go line dancing tonight....not on a MONDAY after being busy all week end!!   But, again, I may go on another Monday.  LIVE!!!  Laugh.  And, yes I laugh at the crazy freezing office in which I work where people don turtle necks, parkas, hoodies, and other UN-Hawaiian garments.  It is like the Ice Age is happening in this building in Hawaii.

i listened to oldies on Pandora while I worked.  Why didn't I create Pandora???? It is the most fabulous app.  And I had to remember to NOT sing or hum along because it was a work environment.  I laughed because I thought to myself--What would happen if I just burst out singing with these ear buds in my ears.....Now, that would create laughter.  Definitively.

Are you smiling from your mouth, eyes, and heart?  Smile.  Laugh.