#WednesdayWisdom: where your energy goes.

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Yesterday it turned cloudy, and in the middle of the night, it rained. Unable to sleep, I looked outside and saw a hushed world of shiny wet pavement under the streetlights.

But today, no trace of the rain. Although between writing that originally and getting ready to publish, the clouds seemed to have other ideas.

It’s chilly now, properly so, but not unpleasantly so. But I am not at my wisdomy best.

Though, let’s be honest, who knows what my wisdomy best actually is.

And there it is. We don’t have to be at our best all the time. No one can keep that up, it’s physically and mentally exhausting.

Sometimes 75% is enough. Sometimes 50% is enough.

Sometimes 25% is enough.

Sometimes anything at all is enough.

You can choose where your energy goes. It’s your energy. It belongs to no one else but you.

The way you share it is a gift, not an obligation, though I know, that’s easier said than absorbed.

I’ve read we should replace “I should” and “I have to” with “I choose to.” When you do, everything feels entirely different.

And the things you thought you should you may not choose to do.

With that I wish you a wonderful Wednesday.

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Her Cousin Much Removed
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#WednesdayWisdom: Embrace the robot uprising.

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I had a weird sort of out-of-body experience a moment ago, where I had this random thought that this post was off somewhere writing itself. No input from me whatsoever.

Maybe it was a future flash to when AI does all the creative work as well as manual labor. Did you like computer me’s post more than the one I’m writing with my own two hands and about 63% brain capacity?

Possibly.

It was probably more wise than this one will be.

It’s hot today, already, temperatures more like August than, I have to say it, late September. Ridiculous, right?

Not like we have any control over it.

I wonder if the robots feel the same way. It’s strange, isn’t it, to think of those inanimate objects doing people tasks, because then they cease to be inanimate to us.

Do they cease to be inanimate to themselves?

I’m not the first to ponder the question of AI sentience. Some think it will never happen. Some think it’s inevitable.

I’m with certain friends who always say please and thank you to their AI when requesting an action. Manners never hurt.

I’m for automating certain things, especially the tasks we don’t want to do, but then again we might run into trouble when the robots realize they don’t want to do them either. Like I said, manners never hurt.

Anyway, that’s enough nonsense for one day. And while this post didn’t write itself, and no AI was called upon to write it, I do hope when that moment of sentience arrives, it’s also got onboard compassion.

Because a lot of people are missing that module.

Have a great Wednesday, perhaps less wise than you had hoped.

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Aunty Ida’s Holey Amazing Sleeping Preparation (Not Doctor Recommended) 
Her Cousin Much Removed
The Great Paradox and the Innies and Outies of Time Management.
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#WednesdayWisdom: Many options doesn’t mean different options.

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It’s the kind of sunny with those thin, pale clouds you can’t really tell are there, and I’ve had a good breakfast and a good coffee and perhaps even a good night’s sleep, though I won’t swear to it.

I had a great workout.

There’s some kind of constant machine noise outside I can’t really pinpoint, but I’m nonetheless feeling better than I have in days. No middle-of-the-night calls about my mom, that’s a plus. My new yoga blocks are on their way.

That’s a plus too.

Yesterday, I was in Dragon Pose when my blocks started listing to the side and then eventually toppled. Tried it again, over they went.

Not going to mess around with that, I was close to the ground and fine but they need to be stable. You’d be shocked by the number of yoga blocks available.

But running through page after page of options, I realized there probably wasn’t a lot of difference. They were all highly rated. The prices were pretty much grouped.

So I picked some I thought were pretty and they should be here tomorrow. They even come with a yoga strap. I have one, but why not add another?

Variety.

I guess what I’m saying is when faced with a wall of “choices,” sometimes it’s a false impression. Sometimes there are no rights or wrongs.

Just a heck of a lot of yoga blocks.

Have a great Wednesday.

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Aunty Ida’s Full-Service Mental Institution (by Invitation Only)   
Aunty Ida’s Holey Amazing Sleeping Preparation (Not Doctor Recommended) 
Her Cousin Much Removed
The Great Paradox and the Innies and Outies of Time Management.
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#WednesdayWisdom: Don’t steal nuclear secrets.

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It’s the sunny, cloudless kind of day that should leave a person frothing with energy, but I am not. I slept badly and I feel it.

I even did some yin yoga intended to energize, but I can’t say its effects were dramatic. Nor are those of the coffee.

I’m draggy. And I feel like things aren’t going well today, though nothing appreciable has happened outside of my dentist’s office calling to reschedule.

Maybe it’s the knowledge that not only did trump have top secret nuclear information, we don’t know for sure what he did with it.

We have our suspicions.

But we don’t know. And there is a judge standing between the Justice Department and finding out. That is, as we say so frequently lately, messed up.

On Friday, she intends to hear suggestions for a “Special Master.” Which is utterly ludicrous. She wouldn’t even allow former prosecutors to file a friend of the court brief. Trump forum-shopped and got himself a bargain.

Huh, and we’ve gotten this far without a single grain of wisdom so I offer you this: Don’t steal nuclear secrets and drink more coffee.

Have as great a Wednesday as possible.

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Aunty Ida’s Full-Service Mental Institution (by Invitation Only)   
Aunty Ida’s Holey Amazing Sleeping Preparation (Not Doctor Recommended) 
Her Cousin Much Removed
The Great Paradox and the Innies and Outies of Time Management.
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#WednesdayWisdom: When the government asks for their documents back…

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Well the Department of Justice filed one heck of a memo just before midnight, and it detailed all the steps taken to retrieve documents from trump before the search of mar a lago. The government tried requests; it then tried a subpoena; trump’s lawyer swore that all the documents were returned.

But wouldn’t let the government look inside of the boxes in the storage room.

And now we know that wasn’t true, there were more seized, according to the memo, in a “few hours” by FBI agents than were returned. There is no scenario in which this is OK.

There is no good defense. Secret documents, according to the filing, were found in trump’s own desk. The FBI seized his personal belongings because they were comingled with the government’s documents.

And earlier this morning, Republicans treated the photo accompanying the filing as a joke, talking some framed Time magazine covers in a box next to the array of documents with “Top Secret” and “Classified” cover pages.

Now they want to blame Pres. Biden for trump’s actions. It’s enough to turn your stomach.

What we do know is the CIA lost a number of human assets last year. Did trump do that? Did he sell them out?

We may never know for sure.

So my nugget of wisdom for you today: when the government asks for its documents back, just hand them over.

You probably won’t be in this position but it’s always better to plan ahead.

And have a great Wednesday.

Check out  my full-length novels: 
Aunty Ida’s Full-Service Mental Institution (by Invitation Only)   
Aunty Ida’s Holey Amazing Sleeping Preparation (Not Doctor Recommended) 
Her Cousin Much Removed
The Great Paradox and the Innies and Outies of Time Management.
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#WednesdayWisdom: Believe yourself.

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And again it’s sunny and not to hot, a respectable 82 degrees. F, of course, not C. 82 degrees Celsius and I don’t think I’d be writing this blog.

That’s pretty hot.

Anyway, my reusable notebook continues to do its thing, and as I adjust to using it, I’m wasting a lot less paper. So that’s good. And if it’s something worth saving, I can do that.

It really is a whole new thing.

This morning I feel back asleep, apparently without realizing it, and so for my workout I did only restorative yoga. I still felt groggy, and full cardio sounded like too much.

So I believed myself and went with it.

And that’s what I have for you today. Believe yourself.

Not believe IN yourself though you can do that too if that’s for you. But believe yourself.

So often I find I’m trying to talk myself into or out of things and and ideas. Feeling low energy but telling myself I’m fine. Feeling full of energy but telling myself maybe I’m not as energetic as I feel.

Let’s not do that today.

Today, at least, when you tell yourself something, believe it. Trust yourself.

We spend so much energy fighting ourselves. Today, instead, listen and take what you need.

Have a great Wednesday.

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Aunty Ida’s Full-Service Mental Institution (by Invitation Only)   
Aunty Ida’s Holey Amazing Sleeping Preparation (Not Doctor Recommended) 
Her Cousin Much Removed
The Great Paradox and the Innies and Outies of Time Management.
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#WednesdayWisdom: Credit where credit is due IF…

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Well my cold or whatever this is had ideas other than packing it in because today I’m back to feeling icky. Not overtly anything enough to complain loudly about, of course, but just that kind of low-grade tired you can’t really define.

Annoying, but at least almost certainly not COVID. I say “almost” because another test is brewing as we speak. They’re like a little at-home science experiment.

I put in the drops and watched the dye sweep across the test strip like a marching storm. So far it’s clear but I still have nearly 10 minutes to go.

The weather is mild, though, and I am locked in a battle of wills with this bug.

Seems like it might not be the best use of will but eh, why not.

Today I’m thinking about heroism being ascribed to actions of very, very basic decency, and how terrible the rest of Republicans are that something so obvious as “attempting to overthrow the government is bad” became a reason to excommunicate a member.

We are at the “trump over the Constitution” phase of Republican fascism. And you know who they’re touting as the “savior?”

DeSantis. DESANTIS.

Who…well…just google what’s going on in Florida. It’s not “moderate” by any stretch of the imagination.

So here we are, in a position of having to persuade people that fascism is bad and you don’t really want to live that way. And people want to laud someone who voted with the fascists about 93% of the time.

My belief is this: credit where credit is due IF CREDIT IS EARNED.

You’d think that would be implied by the “due” part but people want to give credit for the mere suggestion that someone might do the right thing.

I don’t mourn the loss of a Cheney in Congress. I support the Democrat running for that seat, Lynette Grey Bull. And if Cheney wants that credit, so should she.

After all, she asked Democrats to vote for her in the primary.

And with that, I bid you a good and circumspect Wednesday.

PS: COVID is again negative!

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Aunty Ida’s Full-Service Mental Institution (by Invitation Only)   
Aunty Ida’s Holey Amazing Sleeping Preparation (Not Doctor Recommended) 
Her Cousin Much Removed
The Great Paradox and the Innies and Outies of Time Management.
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#WednesdayWisdom: Dance a little

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It’s been a clunky kind of week. News-wise we’re getting some really great stuff, but personally people seem to be having a rough time. Me included, but that’s my normal these days.

But one thing, I’ve found, can break the bouts of gloom. Dancing bursts.

Even just one song. I’ve been doing dance workouts on youtube too, those really get me going in the morning when I feel slow.

I’m still doing daily yoga, now not always with a guided practice. Sometimes I do my own thing for however long strikes me. It does give me a few minutes to ground myself.

But in terms of renewed energy and getting a little movement in as well, dancing is the best bet.

And the thing is it doesn’t matter if you’re good at it or bad at it or feel ridiculous.

Who cares?

You can literally dance like no one’s watching because no one’s watching. Unless someone’s watching then this isn’t really applicable but you get the idea.

Anyway, that’s it for me today. I hope you dance through your Wednesday.

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Aunty Ida’s Full-Service Mental Institution (by Invitation Only)   
Aunty Ida’s Holey Amazing Sleeping Preparation (Not Doctor Recommended) 
Her Cousin Much Removed
The Great Paradox and the Innies and Outies of Time Management.
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#WednesdayWisdom: Break a rule.

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I may get my thunderstorms today, but I’ll probably have to wait until later. That’s fine, I can wait.

I can wait.

The heaviness of the air makes me think I may not have to wait as long as promised, but we’ll see.

I’m inventorying my wisdom right now. So many bits gathered over the years, like plan ahead and break up large tasks into smaller ones and don’t sit on the remote.

That last one is mine.

Don’t sit on the remote.

It’s advice I never seem able to take myself. I once returned my TV to factory settings somehow by sitting on the remote. I still don’t know how I managed that.

But it does bring me to today: at some point, break a rule. Now, I’m not talking anything illegal or unethical or that will get you fired. Not society’s rules, aka laws, or your employer’s rules or boundaries that someone else has set.

Break one of your rules.

We all have them, these codes that we live by that make sense to only us, that don’t necessarily impact much aside from keeping us in the same pattern.

So today, break one.

If you want, let me know how it goes. And have a great Wednesday.

Check out  my full-length novels: 
Aunty Ida’s Full-Service Mental Institution (by Invitation Only)   
Aunty Ida’s Holey Amazing Sleeping Preparation (Not Doctor Recommended) 
Her Cousin Much Removed
The Great Paradox and the Innies and Outies of Time Management.
And download Better Living Through GRAVY and Other Oddities, it’s quick and weird and FREE!
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#WednesdayWisdom: The Unknowable

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Well I guess we know how it’s going because I just spent five minutes making sure I was spelling “Wednesday” right because it looks so weird.

It looks so weird.

It’s sunny today and I feel hot even though I don’t think it is. Just checked. Nope, it’s pretty mild, with rain to come later. Which makes me wonder what happened to our rain overnight.

Maybe it did rain, maybe it didn’t, I don’t really know at this point.

Which brings me to today. There is much in the world that we don’t know. Often that we can’t know.

How to spell “Wednesday” shouldn’t be one of those things, but I digress.

We need to get comfortable with the not knowing. We need to understand that just because we don’t see it, it doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist.

The only information we have is that we don’t see it.

This doesn’t mean buy into ridiculous theories or unsupported nonsense, of course. But your tiny scoop of the world isn’t the whole world. It doesn’t contain all the facts of the world.

And when you think about it, that’s a comforting thought.

Have a great Wednesday.

(BOOM! Spelled it.)

Check out  my full-length novels: 
Aunty Ida’s Full-Service Mental Institution (by Invitation Only)   
Aunty Ida’s Holey Amazing Sleeping Preparation (Not Doctor Recommended) 
Her Cousin Much Removed
The Great Paradox and the Innies and Outies of Time Management.
And download Better Living Through GRAVY and Other Oddities, it’s quick and weird and FREE!
Peruse Montraps Publishing
Like my political side? Read my opinion pieces here.