hillbilly philosophy

Things are shifting in the world and everyone knows it. Yet somehow I’m happier than I’ve ever been in my life. I’ve taken everything I’ve ever thought I’ve known and thrown it off a cliff. I’ve taken on a beginner’s mind, a mind like a child. We are in a time of rapid information and change. Children learn so rapidly that they are neither afraid of not knowing nor convinced they already know what they don’t. I figured I could take a lesson or two from that. After a certain age, we start to feel like we know quite a bit about life and no longer feel the need to seek out experience. In essence, we become teachers and get rusty. We take pains to avoid the exposure of ignorance and act as though we know, even when we don’t. But here’s the thing: if you accept and love yourself as you are, engaging in the vulnerable act of learning without fear of looking foolish, you put the desire to grow ahead of defending your ignorance. This applies not only to learning new skills or activities but to all we think we know about life. Don’t let deeply ingrained beliefs limit your experience. For example, we think: “If things get good, something bad will happen,” or “I can’t really have what I want in life.” Sure, you can insist on these beliefs, beat yourself up, guilt yourself into believing you don’t deserve them, self-sabatoge your heart with your mind, find facts from your past to support all this evidence, build a case for why they are so. Doing so shuts the door to the opportunity of experience. As only an empty cup can be filled, so your heart must be empty of pride and what it thinks it knows to receive the gift of wisdom. Embrace humility. Meet life head-on. Drop the case you’ve built for yourself and make room to grow.

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We are all changing together. Hold on to one another and keep peace in your hearts.



Day 165+1: a picture a day for a year.

There’s a section in the VA hospital that has vendors. I spotted a man cruising the shops with the most awesome go-go chair plate in the history of go-go chair plates.

Isn’t it nice to have a sense of humor in life??

“The world is a tragedy for those who feel, but a comedy to those who think.” -Horace Walpole



Day 116 of 365+1: a picture a day for a year.

Last night, I dreamt that I was speeding through all the Appalachian backroads of my past. The ride was wild and free and the scenery was beautiful. I woke up aching for my family and called my father today just to hear his voice and that familiar southern drawl. It’s been a decade since I left and yet I keep going back and visiting in my dreams.

Distance is funny. You can tell your family and good friends good-bye and put miles between you, but at the same time you carry them with you. They are in your heart. Your mind. Your stomach. Your dreams. Because you don’t just live in a world.

The world lives in you.  

Day 104 of 365+1: a picture a day for a year.

I took a walk with a friend today and she told me a crazy true story. One of her male friends, we’ll call him DumDum, was married to a stable woman who held an excellent job with benefits. DumDum was a recovering alcoholic and stayed sober with his wife, who often kept DumDum in check. Then DumDum got Facebook and who did DumDum start a Facebook relationship with?? His old high school flame. DumDum ended up leaving his stable wife for a girl who was obviously still stuck in high school. Did this relationship last?? Heck no- it was a hot tamale that quickly turned sour. So DumDum went back to his wife, who, get this- took him back. All was good and well until DumDum got back on Facebook and had another relationship with rotten high school tamale! DumDum left his wife for the second time and they finally got a divorce. Did DumDum make his relationship work with his hot high school slam piece?? Ummm, no, because those things rarely work out in the end. DumDum recently got pancreatic cancer and has no health insurance. Had he not ruined his life with Facebook, he would still be with his wife and wonderful medical insurance as well.

Now DumDum is very ill and lives with his mother. He’s not allowed to be treated in Houston- the medical mecca of the world- because his ex-wife took out a restraining order on him and a warrant is out for his arrest. So he self medicates by drinking himself into oblivion.

Moral of the story: don’t be a DumDum.