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The Pizza Party
Posted by whisel on October 14, 2009
It was an impromptu get-together that I planned last week and immediately forgot about unti the day of, which was yesterday. Ooops! But it worked.
Oh it took a bit of mental shuffling to get myself psyched up for a gathering, rather than stay obsessing about incomplete or unstarted home projects. I was in a spin about the lack of progress in projects I’ve undertaken or wish to start. Altho I know much is due to natural causes like lack of energy or lack of sleep. But, in my magical mind, I am still 37 and able to leap tall dressers in a single bound. Unfortunately, INTJs don’t age gracefully. They just become more goat-like in their dogged determination to accomplish and achieve.
For those of you still in your younger years ~ under the age of 60, be glad to know ~ as you grow older, your mind will retain its superb imagination, altho much to the chagrin of your declining body which commands a whole different reality. I juggle illusions these days, opting for the experience of self ability and self implementation. Sometimes, and more often than I wish, I do have to negotiate a cooperative medium, but first I have to struggle against the decreasing reserves. This part of the journey can be exhausting because, again and again, it’s about the aspect of letting-go. The body is willing, but the mind is still gung-ho and tally-ho. hohoho 
Soooooo, it was a very good thing to have this jolt in agenda. I had to push my mind out of the weary vehicle it was driving and let the pizza get behind the wheel. And what a delight that was! Instead of being dragged up a steep mountain, I took a gentle turn toward an easy mesa where I could move slowly and happily into a social context with conversation and laughter and and company of friends. Topics of discussion included physiology, culture and philosophy. Wow! I was excited that my brain still retained some reference points of understanding concepts beyond domestic project management and cat care! I needed that.
So my advice (to myself) is that when the struggle gets too hard, too serious, too engrossing, and you really don’t get enough sleep to differentiate one pseudo-priority from another, order a pizza. Invite others to share. Go mindless. Go friendly and open. Enjoy the crackle of laughter, the gooey mess of a sloshy, Italian pie. Everything seems less earth-shattering after a good pizza party.
Best wishes, Whisel*
dianed101 said
Hi Whisel, be sure to read my entry posted just under yours, we were posting at the same time I see.
I think I need a pizza today.
vintagescribe said
<<This part of the journey can be exhausting because, again and again, it’s about the aspect of letting-go.<<
Yeah. Over and over and over and OVER! I never know when I get up upon any given morning, how many body parts will show up for duty ready to work, as opposed to how many I'll just have to drag along with me! Then there's being able to do a task easily one day, but the next day the same task feels like pushing boulder up a freakin mountain!
On good days, I can simply go with the flow and it's all fine. On the not so good days, it's a real b*tch!
shirlstars said
It is the story for those of us of a certain number of years. And not one I view so kindly for myself. I have been relatively active and able in most things for these quickly disappearing years of my 60’s. I might even have been a little smug about it and with absolutely NO valid reason to be so. Certainly I have made adjustments in how I do things. Things I once would power through now require some thought as to how I will leverage the required umph to get something from one spot to another.
I certainly have seen how detrimental just sitting by the hour at the computer on my ample behind has been to my ability to do some of the more physical things. . .like walk any distance at all.
And since my move to Wyoming a year ago, and all the beautiful open spaces in which to walk and explore, I have made some effort to be more willing and active in just walking. The past two months or so has been a crashing of my presumed ability to just attack life physically and do whatever I want, when I want and how I want. Peripheral neuropothy that first presented itself at least noticeably in the early 1990’s, came roaring in uninvited and unwelcomed to my world. The unending extremely irritating underlying pain and great difficulty standing, let alone walking hit me like a ton of bricks.
I don’t do lack of wellness in my physical body very well. I just refuse to accept it. . .always have. But there is something about barely being able to stand let alone walk that sort of gets your attention.
Blah, blah, blah, woe is me. . .and all that. BUT. . .through whatever glorious circumstance and results of supplements and good supportive shoes, I am now 5 days into a miraculous turn around. But I am very humbled by the experience and I have no idea how lasting this turn around may be or how universal. So I am very optimistic about doing whatever I am able to keep this disappointing physical experience from re-occurring.
And so I think Pizza is a very good remedy and the laughing, talking, friends component is just about perfect.
My partner, Debbie has a wonderful cadre` of friends that we have over from time to time or meet them elsewhere for dinner and laughing so I am very fortunate to be able to ride her coattails and be welcomed in by them. It is the best when we are able to move outside of our daily confines (for whatever reasons we may be confined) to interact in the company of others.
Blessings and hugs
Shirl
whisel said
Shirl, I just love when you speak of your worlds, both inner and outer. I wish you many vertical years of moving through your mind/spirit/landscapes with grace and enthusiasm. Losing abilities permanently is a tough piece to embrace. I wish you many adventures in the everywhere that you walk and wander
Best wishes, Whisel*