ass-biters, bamboozled confusion, gone to ground, jigsaw puzzle, kitty sirsasana, left nostril, shit, weird party
Have you seen it?
I’m looking for a piece of that damn jigsaw puzzle but do you think I could find it to save my own ass? No. Apparently, I can not. And hey, I know it’s all meant to be right here under my nose, but perhaps it’s stapled to the inside of my left nostril? [note to self: check left nostril]
That’s why I’m so quiet right now. I’ve kinda gone to ground because it feels safest that way. Mostly.
Anyhow. I’d just like my life to stop testing me every other three steps, if you don’t mind. Coz I THINK I’m sure what I need to do for myself, but somehow, those ass-biters just won’t quit.
Regardless, I’m not giving up but I just feel like I’m walking on slightly the wrong line, y’know? Am I parallel to where I’m meant to be? At right angles? Diagonal? Or, just completely in the wrong version of the universe all together?
If you’ve got any clues at all, please feel free to send ’em this way…
Coz I’m utterly baffled with a side dish of bamboozled confusion.
And now I’ve gotta get ready for a weird party. But then, what other sort of party would I get invited to, huh?
Christine (Blisschick) Reed said:
Marcy would say to me, if I had written this, and I could have: Perhaps there’s nothing wrong, there’s no message…things sometimes just are what they are and that can be difficult or slow or a pain in our butts, but there’s no greater meaning than that.
Pragmatic, that one. 🙂
I tend to read into things too much: “Oh, my classes are small…the Universe must not want me to do this.”
No worries, Svasti! I seem to get invited to the weird parties too–and honestly, I wouldn’t have it any other way.
It sounds as though you are feeling a little discombobulated (I really love that word) and some days are like that. Life can go along smoothly (or not) and then I seem to stumble on one of life’s many cracks. The trick is that we both know now how to hang on and not fall through, which is called progress, not perfection!
Take care, my dear–life gets smooth and then gets rocky again. I’m slowly learning to go with the flow!
I think I can, and do, relate my friend – completely!! I am known to say “it is what it is” so often that a friend of mine painted it in a sign and sent it to me. I find I have to fumble through the confused state of what is rather often, generally understanding it a whole lot better, with major kachinks falling into place after surrender and application of a little Y ask Y philosophy!!! My latest ‘trip up’? I walked into my own wall going to bed, and broke my toe! add clueless klutz to the list 😉
Ah Svasti … xoxo
Confusion like this … I don’t know, in these moments, if my brain is being rewired, my psyche being recalibrated, or if I’ve been tossed into limbo. … Is something wanting to be born? Are you feeling like you just want to bust out of yourself? — shoot out and up and *away* like a rocket? … No clues, you say? — No surprise; chaos is like that … There don’t seem to be any reference points, only turning points; and you feel like you’ve been thrown into some kind of cosmic blender and the thing’s on ‘WHIP’ !
Give yourself as much quietude as you can … At times like this, I get myself grounded in simple realities like comfort food; warm baths; gentle, mindful, slooow movement … and schmoozes with my cats.
Maybe you’re overwhelmed … so allow yourself to underwhelm … xoxo