Living NOT In Chaos?

This was not the title I originally chose; nor the essence of a thought, mindfully on a blank page, the anguish began to write something profound!

I am not going to ruminate!

Nope I am not giving in to… the mulling over or chewing on the cud, so to speak thinking! We are going to change this awful human habitual ill convention!

I am sitting in front of a huge pate glass window, in full view of the Rocky Mountains, Hawks and Eagles in flight on a hazy July afternoon. Dragon flies bouncing over the tall grass and passerbyers with dogs, all enduring the July heat.

Will we have wonderful cooling rains this early evening? Yes! Gently they came, and then showered down, flooding the streets and sidewalks for fifteen minutes! This is Colorado, always changing in twenty or so minutes with eight weather systems. This is Summer in July!

Geeezzz look out at this COMMANDING panoramic view!

And what of the Chaos? There has been plenty, yet this moment, as I listen to an extended Clair de Lune, written by Claude Debussy; wondering, was this a peaceful moment, or was Debussy wishing to escape into the beauty of music? As I am wishing to not ruminate over our chaotic moments in life?

This denotes we have a choice! Ruminate the hateful or allow whimsy?

Instead, a panoramic view of the Rocky Mountains beckoned me to dream of the past when hiking with all my dogs in the mountains, riding my Arabian horses over the hills in February when the Blue Birds migrate in clouds of blue, whirling in over my horses head as my white husky trail dog finds another small melted pool of snow to quench his thirst.

Being in nature, at times, walking with all different animals in peace!

We have choices everywhere we view life, and more choices in thinking matter! Dang, I really wanted to blame something for an OFF Monday morning, Instead, I choose to come to a serene place and forget the moments of drama, not ruminate and intentionally choose this place to release the temporary mayhem.

a smile captured my face looking at the vista

Still not transformed, I sat for a time mulling in internal agony, some past drama, when all around is peaceful an arm’s length in front. There stood miles and miles of majestic life filled with vibrant beauty;

the Rocky Mountains in the hazy distance, and at my feet squirrels scampering, people walking all varieties of dogs, beautiful trees giving way to the breezes, off in the immediate distant soaring hawks and eagles.

What we miss when pouting and deliberating some unfavorable hours or days. This noxious mental gymnastics cause mental fatigue, depression, sadness and worthlessness. We have choices, sometimes they are difficult to conceive of changing, yet for our minds and bodies, we must let go of pernicious demeanors!

We have had pandemics throughout history! Have we humans handle each curse well? NO! We sink into the quick sands of emotional turmoil rapidly without a thought we have the ability to STOP, and RETHINK! Are we willing to be done?

Illnesses, obstinate germs of thinking will always be part of life. Scandalous plagues will always be with us, due to our devouring obsessiveness of Earthly gifts sinfully used, consumption of foods depleting our bodies; we are indefensible!

Feeding our moody thinkings with junk food, believing in some wayward fashion a feel good will have a beneficial causation. Pondering that sugar – soda, processed foods, other habitual practices might create a better world for our anguished moments, they do not! These only leading to more internal destruction.

And what of neurological damage? When we obsess, ruminate internally with the same scenarios, the plague of our thoughts become tormenting, we drift into a barren obsession, believing in the repetitive thinking might cast us somewhere beneficial, only to find we are causing depression, sadness, untruthful thinking that sinks beyond reality or reasoning.

Thinking is a productive action, able to lead to a greater foundation in invention, creation and exploration, when implored in a discoverable milieu. On the opposing side, obsessive becomes neurotic and neurosis leads our way into calamitous realities, which we are the exact cause of. The garbage has become our internal enemy.

Back to nature and its transformational causation, a variable we have will over, the power of thinking is transformative. And, the nature of Earth is our redeemer adding innumerable throngs; a panacea, a universal remedy! So simple we forget the power at our finger tips our neural synapses firing internally!

The choice is ours to make, we have that freedom available every second of each day and night. I might add, there is nothing wrong with grieving, sadness, anger, hurtful feelings; yet make these not a constant, deal with life’s unavoidable and inexorable moments. Potentially learning from irrational moments and turn your eyes in a different direction to view a Mountain vista or a simple Red Robin landing nearby, catching a meal then taking to wing; beautifully in all simplicity their flight changes our direction.

We have choices, where we advance: forward or backwards both have all degrees of life embedded in a singular breath.