Simplicity

I have turned off my TV and the music. Right now, the only sounds for me are the washing machine, the bathroom clock, and the ra-tat of the keyboard. Stillness and Silence. It is

SIMPLICITY.

My job is not simple. At work, I am Alice's Rabbit and will forever be trying to beat the clock. But somewhere inside of me is Alice herself, wondering if there is a way out of the Madness, back to the SIMPLICITY of childhood. I was the girl who dreamed the day away looking at the sky and making stories from the clouds. I didn't understand why Gilligan and the crew were so upset to be marooned on the Island, and I secretly wished to be Jeannie (her bedroom was a big pink bottle)! For awhile I wanted to be Samantha, but Darren was too much of a goof. Major Nelson is the BOMB.

Like most people, daily life can be complex and taxing for me, and I need to remember to practice simplicity. I am reminded of something my husband said about his time in the Coast Guard. He would be out to sea for a length of time, get Sea Legs, but when the ship finally docked, he would have to re-acclimate to walking on land. I can relate to his story. Moving toward something can also mean moving away from something. I need to be grounded and focused, but I also need to feel free and new. I need to get back to being a "Dreamy Girl".

Put SIMPLY,
I need to watch the clouds more often.

My 10 Simple Things ToDo List

Give a Hug
Get a Hug
Read more Dr. Seuss
Cloud Watching
Color something with my favorite crayon color
Watch films in black and white
Hand Write a letter and mail it
Walk to the market
Hold hands with my husband
Do one thing at a time

A truly great man never puts away the simplicity of a child.
Author: Chinese Proverb

Truth is ever to be found in simplicity, and not in the multiplicity and confusion of things.

— Sir Isaac Newton

Simplicity is the ultimate sophistication. ~Leonardo DaVinci

No Dreaming, Just Sneezing

2:36 am and I am AWAKE.
No rest for the weary, or people with allergies, apparently.
My cats can't tell time, but see me getting up from bed. So it must be time for breakfast.
OK - I pop open a can of Super Supper. Good kitties get a midnight snackez. But they really aren't hungry, so after a few licks they are off to go be cats somewhere else.
So here I sit, hoping to tire myself into sleep. I can hear my husband quietly snore from the bedroom. I am too uncomfortable to be jealous. Well, almost.
Hold on, need to get some more tissue. OK better.
I remember as a child in California being allergic to practically everything. I took medicine for asthma, we had to give away our cat, SnowBall, and I couldn't eat chocolate. We moved to Utah in 1980/81 and my allergies subsided; I have been able to keep cats, eat chocolate, and I don't need asthma medicine. I suppose I shouldn't complain too much about allergies, since I remember worse times, but at 2 in the morning my whiny side gets the better of me.
The last few weeks of May are when my allergies start and last year only lasted a few weeks, so hopefully I only have one more week. I am trying not to take any meds, except eye drops. I couldn't function without them. For anyone curious, here is what is pollinating in Utah right now: http://www.intermountainallergy.com/pollen.html.

Judging from their graph, Grass, Oak, and Mold are at the highest count. Grass is beautiful, but right now it is my enemy. I need the respite of four walls and cement.