Walking on a normal walk with Arlo around Perry Farm. A few minutes in and I felt compelled to start picking up litter after carrying Arloâs poop bag for a few minutes looking for a trash can to throw it into. I prayed right there that if You provide a bag to put this poop bag in I will fill it with trash. It wasnât two minutes later that I walked upon two bags laying there on the ground waiting for me just as I had asked Him for. I proceeded to fill them up, and it was sad at how quickly I accomplished this. As far as the distance traveled to pick up this garbage, it was maybe as far as having to walk from the back of the parking lot to the entrance of the grocery store. So much plastic. A lot of drink bottles, crap food wrappers, random oddities.
I canât help but think there is more to this garbage so I delved a little deeper into these bags contents and used my imagination to try and form a sentiment to the possibilities of how nature and human trash remnants came together. The origin of this unfortunate juxtaposition is the central point of focus to enable a safe place for connected vulnerability.
I hope to offer a perspective that allows anyone to walk away with the ability to turn my inner dialogue into their own unique avenues for introspection, self-growth, and healing. So by taking my thoughts and sharing them with you all is my way of introspection and self-growth which leads to lifelong healing. Being able to hold onto memories, while letting go of pain, allows us to move forward in life with a positive trajectory aimed towards your goals. Time keeps going regardless of if we mentally, spiritually, and physically grow with it. Time and the universe are infinite and always expanding and we either stay stagnant or expand with or against it. Something must happen regardless of the direction and donât be fooled into thinking stagnation isnât movement.
So back to the litter bags and their contents containing the stories of someoneâs lost time. Plastic coke, water, and gatorade bottles allow me to infer a few things. First, I wonder how uneducated I am on the factual truth of the importance of consuming water specifically for our health, the status of the natural water reserves throughout the world, and also the role of artificial ingredients on our health and well-being. Second, our ever present state of mind or lack thereof, by the discarding of waste improperly, is a telling sign of our overall well-being. Can a memory, pain, or trauma be let go or processed and if so, does the way in which we âletâ it go affect the outcome?
{sQurriel- Are you really over your ex-boyfriend, are you though, really? Why do you always eat his favorite chips every day, acting like there isnât a correlation, and then littering the empty bag like it means nothing. Your subconscious is trying to âthrowâ your ex-boyfriend away like a piece of unmeaningful trash. But you canât throw him away, so you have a metaphor representing him with his favorite brand of chips.}
Take for instance a particular item found and held within one of those bags, a photo. A pretty unassuming picture at first glance, but when context is put to it, what it could say may hold the key to unlocking the door to saving someone's life.
A backyard patio with basic furniture with enough chairs for a small group to gather around the table adjacent to a lush green yard. Now place any number of memories one could associate with this setting, this very particular place. What if it is a place that you would see daily and in doing so has the potential to draw up a negative memory tied to it. Say this is your family's backyard patio and is the last place you and your parents sibling(s) were before your dad left for a bag of ice and was killed in a car crash on the way, or perhaps it was where an older brother took his life after battling a lifetime of mental health issues, or maybe where the last fight that took place between your parents before they got divorced. And say the place I find this picture on my walk is surrounded by empty beer bottles. What are the possible reasons for their proximity? Was the individual mulling over the negative associations to this picture and being tormented by the pain chaining them to this memory, which led them to the seclusion of a small wooded area to drink the memory away? And what happens after these moments? Does the person walk away healed from the trauma as if pounding the alcohol in seclusion was a cure? Not likely. So we discard the picture just like the beer cans. Throw them in the dirt with your pain to just stir it all together, only infecting the open wound.
What if a person has this negative experience, and proceeds to make an interconnected chain of bad decisions that further the negative impact that the power the picture holds over them? Bad decision after bad decision after bad decision, with no intervention from someone else with their head screwed on right to help, that eventually leads the person to âtheir lowâ or ultimately an untimely and early death.
Pictures tell a thousand words.
If society was a well known safe haven that allowed individuals a stigma-free environment to seek help, I believe the world would be a better place. Humanity would have a positive impact on the environment. Peace and equality would be the resounding world social status.
Discomfort is the area associated with growth. When it comes to physical strength and endurance, a person has to push their limits to discomfort, allow the body to rest and regrow, and then they become stronger. Mental and spiritual growth happen when we question why we think, feel, and behave the ways in which we do. This is a lot of the times quite uncomfortable, as it allows us to peer into how âour decisionsâ are a lot of the times very heavily influenced by others and not our own thinking and reasoning. Much of our behavior is reactive to particular triggers and stimuli and unless we become highly trained in the art of being self-aware in each present moment, then much of our life slips by without having a say in what happens. Our emotions are a constant roller coaster through fog, never knowing when you're going to crash down orup. As of now, life has no redo or start overs. Time is as relevant as air or water when it comes to key factors of importance in oneâs life. If you govern how your time is experienced and you come up short of a goal, this is not lost time. It is a moment where you stepped into your vision and passion, didnât meet the criteria, and that moment here that we have become accustomed to describing as failure was misleading by our teachers. This moment should be seen and viewed as when we allow our bodies to rest and grow after exercise to become stronger. It is a moment for the brain to learn from mistakes and âgrowâ to retain whatever is necessary for your certain success. This moment can be seen negatively and creates a downward spiral of negative emotions if allowed. Or you can see it as a growth moment and redirect the emotional response to introspection, and redirection to positive perspectives.
{sQuirrel- just because your dad never got help about negative experiences, memories, associations from his upbringing and past doesn't mean you have to associate his experiences with your life as an adult. So if his view was only winning is ok and nothing else matters and your a failure if youâre not number one with everything you do, and you donât operate in this way, then you donât have to take on any negative emotions or self beliefs when you live outside his parameters or a happy successful life.}
That was a hard corner leaning out into left field for a while, let me see if I can come back to focus on the topic.
-Being ever present is crucial to dictating your thoughts, emotions, and behavior.
-Help end the stigma of all things mental health, well-being, personal, drama, not their business. We are all together on this one planet. The things of nature will go on without us. I feel it could be unanimous that it would be cool if humans can manage to coexist with the earth and nature for as long as possible in the most peaceful way possible. Talking through issues and becoming more educated helps people be happy and productive. The easier we make it for everyone to talk things out, the more society will lean in this peaceful coexistence.
-If more treat their mental health like we treat âboredomâ then all that is negative in the world produced by humans will slowly disappear like poor mental health being the prevailing current status.Â
- I want to collect trash in my local community, rummage through it and see what stories it can tell me, and then create this space where we can be vulnerable within moments of discomfort which allows growth and strength.
-our current society is the aftermath of poorly educated, understimulated, malnourished, unhappy, dissociated, manipulated masses that are reactive to unknown triggers and often guided by someone else's unknown ingrained belief system. Most people experience generational belief patterns or behavioral patterns and have trauma as a result of misguided parenting. Each individual's life is different, therefore resulting in different trauma. The human biological response is the same though. Enter stress into a human's reality, and you will get a fight or flight reaction. It then manifests in a million different ways.
If a kid becomes an adult finally and for any number of reasons would benefit from counseling from a professional, but all he knows is you donât need therapy, men donât need therapy, or men donât talk about their feelings, or men donât cry, whatever it is that is pushed onto him, then he doesnât seek the help he deserves, needs, and wants. The generational beliefs pushed down upon him make him feel ashamed or guilty for his own feelings and thoughts.
So this is a safe place to allow vulnerability and safety and in connecting, we begin to know we arenât alone. Life is rough. Itâs freaking amazing and beautiful, but that whole growth within the discomfort thing, yeah, life can be rough. So why not do it together in a way that encourages each other, helps share knowledge with each other, and embraces each other with love that extends distance and time. When I am low in strength I call upon God and within this connection to others living by this strength in God, we can pretty much do anything.
Maybe we can start small and take baby steps. If you manage to get out for a walk, with the dog, your memory of a past dog you were fortunate to be bestowed, your partner, your kid, or simply alone, and that has been a hurdle then share it. That shitâs big! Be a light for us all. To some itâs a leisurely walk, to others that could be their mt.everest. #CouchPotatoWarrior   If you feel good and are walking consistently, see about taking a bag to fill up with litter along your walk. A little bit goes a long way and you may just rub off on that nosey neighbor. Your community plus my community multiplied beyond each neighbor equals the world. Changing the world one moment at a time, one perspective at a time. Every second of your life you are making decisions. They may seem small and insignificant, but that is just a perspective on your given reality. What entails your perspective of value? Why can we charge millions of dollars on art that may have taken an artist a few hours to create and $30 dollars worth of supplies? Why does paper money have any value at all? So again, I pose the thought, what do you value and why isnât time a high priority on that list? How are multibillion dollar social media companies getting richer and richer every day? Think about it for just a second. If these companies donât exist without us using their apps, and we donât pay for this service, then what is being sold? Our attention (time)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Our moment to moment time available to do the whole existing thing is so valuable that algorithms have been developed to do nothing but capture your attention, stealing your time.
{sQuirrel- I wish I could already write using correct grammar and organize my work into a more fluid and understandable expression for more people to get it, but this is me. This is how it happens raw. I correct little things along the way, but as you read it, this is how it happens. Taking the time to reorganize it into a format that would be necessary for a book and expect it to sell, well that probably isnât realistic. Proper paragraphs and sentence structure, and traditional order of operations. But this is my blog. My journal. My thoughts on the fly and this is how I enjoy and love expressing myself. What you see is what you get and it happens rapid fire in intervals throughout the day. Sometimes i have to add back into the computer later stuff i may have needed to write while âlivingâ, but if you donât understand me, then maybe just ask and we can talk if you really would like me to further explain an idea or thought. But I have the passion, love capacity, strength, fortitude, and faith to haul a big load and I'm bringing as many people to JoyVille living out their dreams.Â
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