Inspired by V.J.’s Weekly Challenge #79: subtraction
This week think about what you might subtract from your life to free up energy – emotionally, physically, or psychologically. Naturally, creative discretion is yours – this doesn’t need to be a personal subtraction; global issues work too.
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Surely the consolation prize of age is in finding out how few things are worth worrying over, and how many things that we once desired, we don’t want any more.
Dorothy Dix
A noble cause it is…
To subtract the worry
The wildest of imaginings
Endless admittedly useless
Exercises of the mind.
Avoiding…
The treadmill to nowhere
Leaving one sweaty
Breathless
Exhausted
Back at the beginning.
No Worries! they admonish.
Not so fast.
I’d like to know…
Where it’s that easy.
I’ll just keep working…
To carefully tuck away
One worry at a time.
So far so good.
Already I am lighter.
This leads me to thinking of Minimalism. Love the desk, it looks an antique. 😎
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Thank you. It is actually part of a cobbler’s bench – from when I was a child. So, yes, it’s an antique!
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You are right – it is not that easy. One worry at a time – good advice. Love this.
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Thank you. Small steps. Baby steps. Sometimes all we can do.
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Truth. Thanks.
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I mean: You are welcome. Lol.
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🙂
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Not easy, especially when one starts to worry about worrying! I loved this poem especially the smooth shift from the ideal to the reality.
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No, it sure is not easy! Thank you for your comment 🙂
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You’re welcome.
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I’m a worrier too – when it strikes in the middle of the night, I try to visualize putting those thoughts in drawers – so your photo and quote and poem hit home to me!!
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Thanks! Visualization is a great tool. Takes practice though. The middle of the night is an extra challenge!
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You’ve got that right!
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Oh WOW, your lines are so lovely–and realistic. When I look in the mirror I can see a lot of what I’ve discarded–the costly cosmetics to maintain exterior beauty (a mask that ultimately didn’t cover insecurities well at all). The lack of primping shouts out freedom: “I don’t care what I look like anymore–I have deeper pursuits to occupy me!” As far as “worries”…it depends on the day, how easily I can shake them off. Sometimes ageing seems to be a matter of trading one worry for another kind, but all in all “it’s good” 🙂
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I agree! Age does change everything on so many levels. Thank you for your comment 🙂
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You are so welcome, always 🙂 ❤
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