When something needs repair, it needs the right stuff. It doesn't do much good to fill in a crack in the road with flowers. Yes, it looks good, looks artsy, looks funky, whatever. But it is still not fixed.The same for inside. When I was broken, I didn't need a bandaid. A bandaid wouldn't do the repair. What did heal the broken part of my being was hard work, honesty, determination and a sense of humor. The humor was necessary in my case because I was focused on fear and anger. I didn't accept joy into my life much less out and out humor.
Every day is special now. I laugh and play. Just waking up and breathing isn't enough anymore. Joy and humor and fun work better than a bandaid.
How very true this is TechnoBabe, I am so glad you are happy now.you are very special and I am so glad your path to healing has led you here in blog land. you have lots to teach us.hugs to you. take care.
ReplyDeleteI have real struggles with humor and joy.
ReplyDeleteamen, sister! xoxo
ReplyDeleteHow very true. Real recovery is such a commitment isn't it? I believe strongly in human capacity for change but I understand that it is a tough tough road to navigate.
ReplyDeleteI love these posts Technobabe. I feel so delighted for you that you have found your way to a good place now. I hope that the having got there fills you with the sense of self worth that you deserve. x
That is so true.
ReplyDeleteIt is one of the reasons I don't really like the use of "happy pills" to get through hard times. They don't fix the problem, they just make it harder to find and fix for real.
I love that you are now mended and enjoying life to the full.
that last snetence says so much...i agree, we cant band aid our issues, becuase like the crack in the road thy just get bigger...glad you found yours...
ReplyDeleteThey say every day is a gift. And you're appreciating it such. Good for you.
ReplyDeleteSometimes you could more than heal, you could be better and stronger than before.
ReplyDeleteDamn straight!
ReplyDeleteBy the way, I think perhaps you misunderstood my remark about Eddie Bluelights. It wasn't his roast. As a matter of fact, I was roasted already - way back in episode #69 (which I found an altogether wonderful number for me to have drawn.) You can find it in his backlog of roasts, somewhere over there.
That is a terrific way to live TB. But I do like the flowers in the road. :)
ReplyDeleteCasey
If life is a journey to somewhere, you've arrived. One day I'll wake and the world is a beautiful place, and the next I drag myself through the day. I can't figure it out. That picture is very touching somehow...
ReplyDeleteYou are amazing, I love your insights,... I love what that pic means in words of symbolism,.. You Rock
ReplyDeleteSome really great comments above. Thanks for sharing your healing and your humor.
ReplyDeleteBandaids don't stick well, nor cover well... they peel right off under stressful situations. Laughter is absolutely the best medicine :)
ReplyDeleteIt's a choice, how we feel. We choose to feel certain ways, we choose to react to stimulus certain ways. we choose to get angry or sad. We can also choose to be happy. It's a much better choice, yes?
ReplyDeleteThat is so true. Probably why your blog is so "real". You face the cracks in the road with a clear eye. I wish I could get "there" with my blog. However, too many relatives and the stepchildren read it. Even though they don't bother to comment. If I talked about what REALLY happened some days I would have to have other conversations (with them) that I don't want or need or care to deal with. So it is what it is. PS I had fries again yesterday on the deck of Bradley House and again thought of YOU. xoxoxo
ReplyDeleteSo beautifully expressed, TechnoBabe. To not only accept joy, but to know you deserve it is a glorious thing.
ReplyDeleteWell. I wandered over here for a first time visit but I don't think I landed here accidentally. I think the Universe knew that I needed to read your words. I so agree...and band-aids really hurt when you pull them off...better to heal from the inside out. Did you know that children laugh around 400 times a day and adults laugh only around 12-15 times in a day. Guess we had better do something about that ! Enjoy your day.
ReplyDeleteJOY, humor and daisies
ReplyDelete, YES :)
I am glad you have found a way to fix the cracks.
ReplyDeleteI do think the flowers help people get there.
Lighten up - one of my favorite expressions but one that doesn't always come easy.
ReplyDeleteIf we can keep laughing we can keep going.
thanks
Wonderful! Such a great post!
ReplyDeleteI am pretty solidly convinced that without humor and joy I would not have made it this far.
ReplyDeleteI don't think I could survive without humor.
ReplyDeleteYou created happiness for yourself. You made the choice. I'm so glad!!!
ReplyDeleteAnd a "band" aide! From one certain musician!
ReplyDeleteWithout humor, I'm not sure that it is possible to make repairs.
ReplyDeleteYou are so true and right.
ReplyDeleteGreat post my friend and so very true.....if you get the chance go see the movie Grown Ups, I laughed so hard watching it and when I left the theatre I felt great, something about a good belly laugh that just makes you feel good all over.......:-) Hugs
ReplyDeleteSO very true and you expressed it perfectly
ReplyDeleteWay too often people try to fix something that's broken with the wrong thing.
ReplyDeleteIt is good to be happy--a lot better than feeling miserable. I'm glad for happiness today as well.
ReplyDeleteI readily agree!
ReplyDeletea good laugh is worth its weight in gold!
ReplyDeletei like the picture you chose for this post. i think sometimes the strength we get from facing our issues and working through them is the stuff of true beauty. your truth and honesty here are just that...strong and beautiful.
ReplyDeleteI'm so very happy that you have found your wonderful, joyous center.
ReplyDeleteI think not accepting joy is based on feelings of unworthiness because I have always suffered from it, too. Clearly, Technobabe lessons are in order here.
Oh Techno, I couldn't agree more! Very well said.
ReplyDeleteI'm off for Ohio on vacation. I'll catch up with you again later next week.
Have a good one,
jj
Dear Technobabe,
ReplyDeleteI apologizing for loss of your comments on my blog. I changed my Url id and lost all of the comments. I am so sorry form bottom of my heart. Please accept my apology.
Love
Sunshine
You got that right. Sorry you had to know pain but happy to read you've managed to fix yourself with great tools - keep it up!
ReplyDeleteThis was beautifully expressed Techno. I totally agree. Humor makes me forget all my difficulties.
ReplyDeleteoh, TechnoBabe,
ReplyDeleteyou are right. I'm certain that there were times when you couldn't see past it to the other side, and even trying to behave happy through was so so difficult.
I know that having children to wake up for /with made the world of a difference. I used to wonder if they didn't exist , what place I might be at today.
I'd like to think that other people, gratitude, joy , humour etc would be enough.
blessings to you for being vulnerable and honest and strong
and the wv is weanonre, which made me think Lean on Me.... :)
The image underlines the point beautifully, but it is so good it makes me want to take it off in other directions, too. It could work wonderfully well as a piece of concept art.
ReplyDeletehey just want to let you know that meme of questions to ask other bloggers (about a month ago) has made it over at Ocean Girls Live High blog. You (rightly so) are mentioned.
ReplyDeletethanks
Funny. I wrote about Band-aids today, not having read this. I think there are many ways to think about Band-aids. I've heard of the Al-Anon slogans that way. They they are Band-aids that help us to keep from bleeding to death until we can get to the hospital.
ReplyDeleteBut even though I have my own Band-aid metaphors, I completely agree with your post. A Band-aid can only be temporary. Lasting change requires reconstruction. And learning to let in joy again. is one of the primary benefits. Hugs.
Awwww.... I like this! You are awesome!
ReplyDeleteFilling a crack in the road with flowers is an awesome comparison. You are so right!! I'm very glad you have found your path to healing and are here sharing it all with us. I have learned so much from you, Technobabe.
ReplyDeleteIt troubles me to find out the number of friends I have who take "nerve pills." To tell you the truth, I considered it myself about a year ago. My personality is too addictive, though. I was worried I'd get hooked. And like you say, it's only a band aid. The real problem that's inside needs to be fixed instead of patched. Thanks again for making me think!
Beautiful imagery to explain the exact problem. I'm broken in spirit today and trying to find my humor and joy has been a snark hunt, and you know that's MY default place! Good for you for realizing what doesn't work and embracing love and joy, and seeking real healing. Bandaids don't cut it and besides, they're ugly!
ReplyDeleteAnd all that inner light comes shining through in the abundant warmth you radiate out through the blogosphere...
ReplyDeleteI thank you for all your kind words, and evidently I'm far from the only one...
Rock on...
You are so right!!! Every day is a blessing!!
ReplyDeleteThis post makes me happy.
ReplyDeleteBroken items / people need fixing.
ReplyDeleteBut the remedy might be different for each.
But if someone was too resistant, I usually let him / her alone :P