A happy song…
I love that song! We always used to listen to it on drives to the cottage
Unconditional love really exists in each of us. It is part of our deep inner being. It is not so much an active emotion as a state of being. It’s not ‘I love you’ for this or that reason, not ‘I love you if you love me.’ It’s love for no reason, love without an object
Ram Dass
Love without an object, without conditions, was such a foreign concept and really an un-understandable concept for me. Even after all of that church and all the claims that God was all loving, the actions of the “holy people” didn’t reflect that. Love seemed conditioned on being who people or that God fellow wanted me to be. If I exceeded those expectations, perhaps then… Thus started the downward gyre. It has taken all these decades to see how things imprinted on me and how it did such so differently than on the others around me. So for each of you my hope is that this unconditional love can touch and transform you, even if just for a moment today. It all has to start somewhere.
Unconditional love of a friend kept me from killing myself. Although I thought I can unconditionally love people I guess I wasn’t included. Unconditional love has no expectations, no judgement, no ultimatum and such. It just is. Closer example is how we love our pets on most cases.
This song might be repeat, sorry for that. I just woke up with it echoing in my ears.
Hugs Lulu.
Decided to take dinner and visit the shed…
consumed no alcohol, was fine without it… had a great time with her favorite Buddy of many long years on a Saturday night like a non drinker…
A little while later said he was going back inside after one of the kid’s came out to see what we was into because they follow us like puppies LOL but he is now resting… Said he didn’t feel much like drinkin now, he was tired because he got up too early…
feels sober, happy, blessed and loved…
current status… (added to later ) Back inside downstairs laughing with the kid’s making fun of who really does all the snoring around here coming from the upstairs where we are not and know we have not been… …
Always liked this song (our first house was on a Maple Street) … True facts… But Ain’t that crazy (joke)…
Great post, thanks for sharing.
Ps…that page is from one of my favorite books.
Alright…
One is one too many, one more is never enough, never enough…
Exactly Skinny Kenny, exactly…
It WILL make you crazy, kill you and destroy your entire legacy (IF you drink it)… One sober person is always a plus, it gives you an instant to be watchful and mindful… That’s much better than a 0/0 in the terms of sanity… I’m just gonna have to go with that and continue cleaning sober…
now going to sleep but just wanted to quickly say hi, hope you’re OK. Night.
Doing fine I think and thank you for asking… It always hits me really hard the next day after being the only one sober when people (family and friends) stop in… Not gonna be able to drink because everybody else does… I got up and finished dinner instead when the urge hit me, had some Apple juice (thought that would be a wiser choice for me rather than OJ) and tried to just be thankful I still have these people in my life… I’ve seen what it’s doing to so many that I love… I won’t drink… My family had a wonderful dinner… My little sister also failed a drug screen yesterday… The YOU on the other end of that tequila is basically everything that hurts my heart and I can’t fix and have to stay sober and be watchful of alone… I feel a little stronger this round day 44… Ole Kenny has been there since before his song you had me from hello here with us in my neck of the woods but I can’t be the Tin man, that position is currently taken in moderation… That’s an an improvement… I know drinking would also take me out and this ship would sink… Just gotta do the I best can… My kid’s saw ma cooking sober… I’m the motherboard… That matters!!! Dad also stopped at just a couple… I CAN do this…
Don’t blink Or drink…
For the friends of August West, Happy Wharf Rat Day.
I cannot get the first Wharf Rat to embed, but it can be found here This show also includes the first live performances of Bertha, Loser, Greatest Story, Playing in the Band and Johnny B. Goode. It was also Mickey Hart’s last show until October of 1974.
Thoughts on Wharf Rat will come when I have a chance to get them a bit more organized. But its crazy how much some of the lyrics resonate with me right now.
And since this came up in as part of the above in talking with a friend— y’all get a two for one Goat post. Since i first heard this song in the late 90’s/2000, this song always stirred up an unidentifiable emotion in me, particularly that line about being born into an abundance of inherited sadness. It’s only taken what 20ish years to start to identify that feeling.
Man, this makes me miss Jerry.
Kurt Cobain would have been 53 years old today. I am not sure how it has been 26 years…
In Kurt’s note, in closing he said (borrowing from many others) It’s better to burn out than to fade away. I think about that, as that was essentially how I lived before getting sober. I wanted to live life and go out hard and bright like a firecracker. But if no one notices – did it ever happen? Life had gotten so small that no matter what happened — I was just going to fade away. Alcohol had taken everything away without me even knowing and fooled me into thinking i was having a high time, living the good life.
I was so sure what I needed was more
Tried to shoot out the sun
Days when we raged, we flew off the page
Such damage was done
But I made it through, 'cause somebody knew
I was meant for someone…
That guitar tho…
Been there…
Pearl Jam 2020. I think I like.