My life is a bit like being in Moria at times. It’s very scary and unpredictable.
I definitely know where you are coming from though. I’m kind of in the same place at the moment, at least I think.
I enjoy helping people but sometimes it gets to the point where I don’t have much of a life myself anymore. It becomes all service which I truly believe is good in a spiritual sense somehow but it’s still a bit depressing when there are things I want to do but have to give up on.
Anyway I can’t wait for The Hobbit films. They should be good.
Perhaps I really should get round to reading Lord of the Rings. It was bad enough forty years ago, not knowing what all my fellow hippy students were on about or realising why the bongo player in T Rex was called peregrine took. And I do concur – a little self indulgence can go a long way, and is not a bad thing.
Advice is rarely needed or heeded, but I’m going to venture forth to say that this sounds wonderful. After a long time in the woods, minding your business and attending only to nature and thoughts, you’ll be gathering water lilies for far more gratitude than meddling gets you. But I agree about the Balrog…and the gleaming white Shadowfax, running like the wind…well, perhaps these things come in waves…
For myself, I say less Éowyn, more Frodo. Three quarks for muster Tolkien!
What it means, IP, is that I’m going to stop (or reduce severely) the running around solving problems and putting out fires and meddling and helping all and sundry to the point where I’m pulled apart in all directions… It’s getting me down a bit for various reasons. I’m going to try to be a bit more irrelevant for a while…
Just noticed that 4 years ago to the day I did a post about #LEGO and #LittleBits, and coincidentally today we tinkered with them for the first time in a while…
Hard to express my feelings about this news. Quincy Jones is a massive part of the foundations of my formative years (in so much music across genres and media). Inevitable passing, of course, but no less sad… Thanks for the music and inspiration Quincy!
In the “American Dad” mode of my regular code-switching routine, I’m on little league parent duty. Big final Sunday game. Dodgers fielding… #littleleague
Just noticed that 4 years ago to the day I did a post about #LEGO and #LittleBits, and coincidentally today we tinkered with them for the first time in a while…
Hard to express my feelings about this news. Quincy Jones is a massive part of the foundations of my formative years (in so much music across genres and media). Inevitable passing, of course, but no less sad… Thanks for the music and inspiration Quincy!
In the “American Dad” mode of my regular code-switching routine, I’m on little league parent duty. Big final Sunday game. Dodgers fielding… #littleleague
The Lord of the Rings rocks!
My life is a bit like being in Moria at times. It’s very scary and unpredictable.
I definitely know where you are coming from though. I’m kind of in the same place at the moment, at least I think.
I enjoy helping people but sometimes it gets to the point where I don’t have much of a life myself anymore. It becomes all service which I truly believe is good in a spiritual sense somehow but it’s still a bit depressing when there are things I want to do but have to give up on.
Anyway I can’t wait for The Hobbit films. They should be good.
This made me realize for the first time today why my dad has always seemed to like Tom Bombadil more, even though we always thought he was a Gandalf.
Good luck with the reigning things in, but remember, even Tom Bombadil was never irrelevant. 🙂
Perhaps I really should get round to reading Lord of the Rings. It was bad enough forty years ago, not knowing what all my fellow hippy students were on about or realising why the bongo player in T Rex was called peregrine took. And I do concur – a little self indulgence can go a long way, and is not a bad thing.
Ah, completely misread that! I’m sorry things are a bit overwhelming. Take care, eh?
–IP
Advice is rarely needed or heeded, but I’m going to venture forth to say that this sounds wonderful. After a long time in the woods, minding your business and attending only to nature and thoughts, you’ll be gathering water lilies for far more gratitude than meddling gets you. But I agree about the Balrog…and the gleaming white Shadowfax, running like the wind…well, perhaps these things come in waves…
For myself, I say less Éowyn, more Frodo. Three quarks for muster Tolkien!
What it means, IP, is that I’m going to stop (or reduce severely) the running around solving problems and putting out fires and meddling and helping all and sundry to the point where I’m pulled apart in all directions… It’s getting me down a bit for various reasons. I’m going to try to be a bit more irrelevant for a while…
-cvj
The odd scrap with a Balrog is always exhilarating. Hard to give up…
-cvj
More dancing and singing, less hobbit-lecturing and Balrog fighting?! Sounds good to me! 😎
Party!? Er… no, was not a party!
-cvj
I’d love to hear the story behind that. Was it a good party?
–IP