Riding the tide...

The funk is back. I'm beginning to think it exists in a cycle that returns with the movement of the tides or something. But the past few days have been rough. Luckily, I had my photo contest to focus on. (I finally submitted my selections this evening, so it's pretty tough to type right now with all my fingers crossed!) I wonder if it is somehow related to the fact that I have been doing this "Work" of Byron Katie. I am told whenever you make big lifestyle changes, rough patches are bound to occur. Or I wonder if it's just the push and pull of the world.

The other day I turned on the tv in the middle of the day to keep me company while I folded some long overdue laundry. I don't usually watch tv in the middle of the day, and I immediately remembered why. First I passed by Oprah, and we all know I love and respect Oprah, but she was talking about how she lives her life this way and she has this special chair she spends her special meditation time in. Must be nice, I thought. Then I kept flipping until I hit Tyra, who was telling me I need to pair this top with that skirt and this color with that. Then finally, I passed some talk show where people were discussing how my relationship should be. It was just like bam, bam, bam- all these shows telling people how they should live their lives. Sounds nice and helpful on the surface, but for some reason that day it hit me that these people telling me how I should live are insinuating that there is something wrong with my life the way it is. It's just like commercial advertising. You need this product to make you happy- and you're worth it! I knew commercials were manipulative; everyone knows that. But does anyone realize how all this self-help is really self-harm? At least it seems that way to me. Maybe if people stopped worrying about how to best live their life and just lived it, they would be more peaceful. All this goal-orientedness, which I have bashed before, is so exhausting. Dude, can't I just be happy as I am? Do I have to constantly be bettering myself? Because my guess is that without trying I will probably improve more than if I am forcing it.


My husband found this amazing spiderweb on our mailbox the other day. It was so beautiful I had to snap a quick shot, even though it made me late for work!