Joy…Why Bother…

The other day…I’m loving that expression as I realize it’s the Southern version Jane Carrollof…once upon a time…I was cranky…and…I don’t mean just a little grumpy…I mean…a full blown…crabapple cranky…and I had the sour face and attitude to show for it…

Bertha…being…Bertha…let me crank for a while…before chiding me…

Now…let me explain…whenBertha…chides…she doesn’t call me stupid or anything like that…no…that’s my other inner voice…rather…she points out to me…that there’s probably a different way I can look at things…

So…as we went over the situation that had me so riled…she pointed out that I was allowing what was…bothering…someone else…to…bother…me…

And…she was absolutely right…how simple…why didn’t I realize that…yes…I had been dealing with someone who was bothered about something…and instead of stepping back…and letting them be bothered…I took it on…I embraced it…I claimed it…and…I became…itbothered

Looking back…it was so easy to see what had happened…but…I wanted foresight not just hindsight…so I asked…how do I keep from getting knee deep in the Tar Baby of bother again…

Of course…she was happy to ‘splain it to me…seems as though…the more I can keep myself in a place of…joy…the less susceptible I am to…bother

She then reminded me…that to stay in a place of joy…I needed to work on it…prayer…forgiveness…mediation…affirmation…and consciously looking for the joy around me…whether it is in nature…people…memes on Facebook…it doesn’t matter…there is at least a smidgen of joy wherever I am…

Hmmm…I really don’t enjoy being…bothered…so I think I’ll be looking for those smidgens of joy today…

Jane

Just My Inspiration…

Bertha…just…coined a new word…inspirationist…of course…she was describing herself…who else…

She was responding to a Twitter friend…who gave…Bertha…credit for inspiring her to create a website…featuring the wit and wisdom…of her elderly grandmother…I’ve read her tweets…and I promise you…I’ll be sharing the link for the website when it’s ready…because…Granny…always has something to say…and…she’s not afraid to say it…and…I want to hear it…

Anyway…being known…as an…inspirationist…must have gotten her to thinking…because…she started…reminding me…that…inspiration…often comes from the most unexpected of places…when…I’m busy doing something else…like…yesterday…I was driving to work…and…the plot to a psychological thriller…came to me…and…that’s not my genre…not by a long shot…so…I’ll probably never use it…although…just this minute…she turned it into a comedy of errors…

Hmmm…

But…whatever…she went on to say…inspiration…can be about anything…from the color to paint the living room…to what to cook for dinner…to the next bestseller…to coming up with extra money…to…well…to…anything

She said…the best way…to allow inspiration…into my life…is to remain…open…to it…that…I close the door…when…I worry…when…I look for solutions…instead…of…allowing them to find me…in the form of inspiration

Of course…she reminds me…that the…ation…ways of…allowing inspiration into my life…are…appreciation…meditation…contemplation…affirmation…vacation…celebration…imagination…visualization…

Okay…looks like I’ll be spending some time in the contemplation chair…or…Granny’s rocker…or…just riding down the road…I’m feeling inspired already…

Jane