It’s A Strange Voyage…

[Quantum12]

Life is one Strange Voyage. Life? Life is the mark you leave in this place from the day you are born till the day of the Great Adventure.

To treat another soul with kindness is to benefit who you are. When putting a mark on this world think about how your ways affect people in this world. 

I might have had a bad day and forgot to clean the kitchen. My mind was in shambles. Your partner in life comes home and blows up at you for the kitchen mess. What if that person thought you know what, instead of getting mad I will be kind and ask you if everything is ok, instead of just going full blown crazy. 

Our voyage on this planet is different for everyone. 

I use my mind mind and spirit while talking to others. The people that we meet in life is for a reason. The mistakes that we make help us build ourselves. Making mistake is the greatest way to learn. A mistake helps us improve. 

If you are lost in this world go try something different. Go paint, take a class in your community college, join a theater group and go onstage, go workout do something that you enjoy.

Remember, it’s a strange voyage so make your mark in this world…♥️

[quintessentone]

Thanks for that reminder that when other people rant or rage in our general direction, it's their issues being projected and not necessarily have anything to do with us.

[Quantum12]

Thanks for that reminder that when other people rant or rage in our general direction, it's their issues being projected and not necessarily have anything to do with us.

Last night my 17 year old got super mad at me for his grilled chicken not being done when he got home. It was very icy last night in Michigan and I fell grilling his food. We had a talk about life and how to treat others. I told him to understand that things happen and people make mistakes. 

I told him I fell on the ice, went in to clean my cuts and burned your chicken. 

He felt bad after! Lol

[Ray1990]

A moment of kindness can reorientate a life. It costs so little to give too.

Life's weird, we've got a habit of taking it seriously too. I often wonder what's more stupid, life or those living it. I find taking a moment to laugh or even cry is better than being reactive to it, it's only then we can remember not to take it so seriously. It's always better to laugh together.

It's hard to be angry when you're being understood and seriously? What's 5 minutes of your time? Strive to be understood and to understand. Maybe then, we can laugh :)

[Quantum12]

A moment of kindness can reorientate a life. It costs so little to give too.

Life's weird, we've got a habit of taking it seriously too. I often wonder what's more stupid, life or those living it. I find taking a moment to laugh or even cry is better than being reactive to it, it's only then we can remember not to take it so seriously. It's always better to laugh together.

It's hard to be angry when you're being understood and seriously? What's 5 minutes of your time? Strive to be understood and to understand. Maybe then, we can laugh :)

That is beautiful! Thank you for posting this!

[quintessentone]

Last night my 17 year old got super mad at me for his grilled chicken not being done when he got home. It was very icy last night in Michigan and I fell grilling his food. We had a talk about life and how to treat others. I told him to understand that things happen and people make mistakes. 

I told him I fell on the ice, went in to clean my cuts and burned your chicken. 

He felt bad after! Lol

When that happens to me, which after decades of marriage is almost non-existent, I just reply "you are welcome".

[rickymouse]

If I came home everyday to dishes piled up, not even rinsed and the food caked on....I would definitely say something....on a day when everything went wrong, I might even say some not nice things if it was a constant problem.

I have no problem helping to clean things up though, but some people make big messes and dirty every dish in the house.  But if it was every night and my roommate or spouse trashed the place every day, I would not just say nothing.  It can be a health hazard. 

I know people who are sick a lot, and their kitchen is a mess, dishes not even rinsed or stuck in the sink full of water for days.  Bacteria grow in a dirty bowl in a sink, and their spores spread all over.  If someone you care about is doing this, it is your responsibility to mention it when you are over there, CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM is important to give to those you care about....but patients is also important..no going HULU about it.

I am ok with microbes in the woods and yard, that bacteria is not a problem most times, it does not eat meat...or us, it does not trigger overreaction of our immune systems most times.

[Maxmars]

We are peeking through a slit in the blinds...
Each of us, coddling ourselves within our personal bubble...
Peeking to reach out... to let in... to breathe and move about.


How we ever become 'in sync' is almost a miracle in itself...
How we glide amongst each other, what we give, and take...
All becomes the stuff of our 'resolution' of the world.

Sure.
I could be deeply infuriated, predisposed to the cynical response, afflicted by deep worries...
But that is no one's 'responsibility' but my own...
The sudden appearance of the love of my life, does not magically 'erase' my mood...
though it should.

I choose to remember....

My love's own life is not mine to live... nor mine to poison with my hurt.

But should my love be beset by angst and grief...
cranky and stuck consuming the funk that comes with that state of mind... 
I will help in any way I can ... if that be what my love needs.

I will gladly be the fool,

I might be the sympathetic ear, the bumbling inquisitor...
allow my love to paint the picture...
I will not intercept my love's intentions, I will not redirect...

Once the picture fully resolves... only then will I reconsider what I can do to help.

I could be the zealous cheerleader...
embracing my loves emotions, echoing them, feeling what they feel and echoing...
what it is that is lodged in my love's world.

I might be the prosecutor of my love's persecutors,
the mechanic needed to repair what is wrong,
All these things, my love might do for me...

But if I can't be any of those things... 
If my love needs something I can't possibly give...

I remember...

"Only" love... is good enough.

[SteamyAmerican]

Indeed it is.

thank you for this thread and what you bring to the table in your life and here.

even if it’s burnt.

lessons abound. One of my favorites is “Every day is a gift.”

Perspective and stuff.