Healing Quotes Littles 362

“I have the right to base my self-worth on inner qualities such as intelligence, creativity, generosity, and empathy instead of external qualities like weight, shape, or thinness.”
~ Unknown

Healing with Humor Littles 20

Why did the cow cross the road?
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To get to the udder side.

Healing Quotes Littles 361

“I have a duty to speak the truth as I see it and share not just my triumphs, not just the things that felt good, but the pain, the intense, often unmitigated pain. It is important to share how I know survival is survival and not just a walk through the rain.”
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~ Audre Lorde

The Second Thing at the Used Store

There was a second thing at the used store this week, and it was not good and the person was not sweet and good like the two guys.

I’m writing about this here because this kind of stuff happens to me and they are very triggering to me. I’ve written and posted in the past about people in used stores coming too near me, sometimes glomming onto me, and them being not nice people at all, actually they are awful people and their vibes feel awful as well.

I’ve had people tell me rude things, tell me that all my problems are because I weigh too much when I have explained that I am disabled and move slower than some other people (yeah even that even though it is them who is the problem and my body is none of their business), tell me that I am mentally unstable (yeah even that!), yell in my ears, demand that I move, get out of their way, rub up against me or drag their heavy duty purses or carts all the way across my butt and other body parts, demand that I do things for them, even though it is obvious that I am not store staff and am a shopper, even though it is obvious that I am not related to them, owe them nothing, and am not their property.

The two kinds of places that things like this happen the most are in a certain company’s used stores and at museum exhibitions.

At museums it usually happens because I am in a small space with lots of people and it is usually rudeness when I have waited for my turn to get close to a item and someone else tries to step in front of me and get in my way when I am trying to look at it or get a good photo, walking into me or rubbing up against me, or rubbing their big ass purses across my ass. Guess which thing I hate the most and is the most triggering? Having certain parts of my body touched are huge triggers for us and we hate it, especially those parts of the body that are considered private and that society at large acknowledge that it is not normal or okay for a stranger to do to someone else.

At the used stores I’ve had plenty of awful things and tend to try to avoid people, I tend to use the carts as a weapon much like a lion tamer would use a chair against a lion, but still I tend to be draw wicked bad, boundariless people towards me, especially really funky people. People I don’t want to talk to, don’t want to interact with, and don’t want to know, don’t want to touch, don’t want them to touch me in anyway, and don’t want to give anything to.

I have believed for a long time, and blogged about, how I think that these are energy glommers who are trying to get some energy off of me, usually Reiki, without my permission. I tend to leak a lot of healing energy and that has been a part of my life, for pretty much all my life, but I’ve only really known how to describe it for a couple of years now.

At the used store this week it was a woman walking around with a big ass purse. Guess what she did? Yep and the first time I pointed it out to her and she apologized and moved away, but not by very far. That usually denotes to me that someone gets it, it is not okay to touch another person’s behind, even with your big ass purse.

I tried to stay away from her, in fact, I was in the corner of the store and she had to really maneuver herself to get her big ass purse behind me in the corner. My whole back was actually facing the back corner of the store. I told her what she had done to me, again. She denied it. I said yes you did. She said it is no big deal.

I told her it is a big deal. I told her that I had been standing still and for her purse to touch my bottom all the way across, it would have had to be her fault. I told her there is me, here, standing absolutely still, so it can’t be my fault, it is your fault. Here is me and everywhere else is the whole wide world, use it to avoid me.

While I was saying this to her she kept saying that I was making a big deal about this, yadda yadda yadda. She wouldn’t even apologize or say it was an accident or anything or move away or get a cart and put her big ass purse in the cart, anything. She actually said to me, in a sarcastic way, about three times in a row, I think someone here is taking this way too seriously.

I told her okay here is the deal; you touch my ass again in any way and I am going to give you such a fucking slap!

She was still yadda yadda yadding for about half a sentence while she assimilated what I said and then she just stopped with her mouth gaping open. Then she just stared at me and then she slowly moved away from me. I think she got the point of how seriously I took her touching my bottom.

Healing with Humor Littles 19

What is an astronauts favorite key on the keyboard?
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The space bar!

Yesterday at the Used Store

While shopping at the used store yesterday several things happened, and I want to post about them both, one good and one bad, but for now I would just like to post about the nice interaction I had with two young guys.

I was shopping and looking at the section of used dvds. They were standing nearby, talking to an older woman, and from their conversation I thought they were pretty great guys. They were probably in their early twenties and were finding some good bargains. They had the nicest vibes/energies and it was wonderful to be near them and to feel the kind of guys they are.

Later, after I had paid for my purchases, I dropped one of my items and one of the guys, who was standing more than twenty feet away, insisted that I let him come over and pick it up for me. What a sweet, sweet young man. Actually both of them are. It made me feel so happy. And then outside in the parking lot, the way that they were talking to each other, just kept confirming what wonderful guys they are. It made me smile, for quite a while.

It made me wish that I had young men like that in my family. It made me wish that I knew these two young men. It made me wish that we could have been friends. It’s people like this that make me glad that there are people in the world.

Healing Quotes Littles 359-360

“Once in a while, it really hits people that they don’t have to experience life in the way they have been told to.”

— Alan Knightley

“You have a right to live a life that you feel comfortable in.”
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~ A thing my therapist said to me today. (selfcaresmash)

You’re Not the Boss of Me

I tend to think this is a pretty good rule to live by, don’t boss other people around, because you are not their boss. I know that I don’t.Well, at least most of the time. I guess what I do when bossed is to usually make some rather emphatic suggestion(s).

As a bicyclist myself I realize that some bike riders, like motorcyclists, drivers of other vehicles, and pedestrians do incredibly stupid and illegal things, sometimes right in front of me while I am driving down the street. Because of this you really have to watch what is happening all around you, while following the laws to the best of your abilities, and do your best to keep yourself safe and making the best choices that you can.

Since I have practiced being calm and assertive when on my bike, I am much more in charge of myself and my life when I am on my bike. So I am confident that I am in charge of what I do when on my bike, the choices I make, and the safety of my life and body. No one gets to tell me what to do. No one gets to yell at me and order me around. No one else is the boss of me. I’m the boss of me!

It was pretty hot on Monday and most of Tuesday. But at about nine pm on Tuesday, after it had cooled down some, I finally decided to go out for a late meal at Chipotle and then to do some grocery shopping at Lund’s at their downtown store. Well I had a great meal and a great time.

Let me just say that biking home there was a lot of traffic and a lot of parked cars. There is a weird thing on a few of the downtown streets that are one-way streets; there is a small bike lane on the left hand side of the street, for some bizarre reason, instead of the right hand side. I call it bizarre because it always looks and seems unnormal and unsafe, especially since many cars park on that side of the street and half of their vehicles are parked into half of the small bike lane, making it look and seem and be unsafe. There were more than eight cars parked like this on that block, blocking off the bike lane. I’ve seen this before, and feel confident of my biking skills, and my ability to drive and steer safely, even when there isn’t a bike lane, staying on the right hand side of the street.

As I was driving through the intersection, on the right side of the street, on the one-way street, avoiding pedestrians, bikers, and cars someone decided they were indeed the boss of me and yelled, The bike lane is on the other side of the street!

I yelled a four word response, of which only one of the words wasn’t a swear word. I think he heard every word.

And hey, he’s not the boss of me.

Healing with Humor Littles 18

Why did the sun go to school?
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To get brighter!

Healing Quotes Littles 356-358

“I am under no obligation to make sense to you.”
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~ Neil DeGrasse Tyson
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“I do not exist to impress the world. I exist to live my life in a way that will make me happy.”
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~ Richard Bach
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“People have the right to exist. Period. No qualifications necessary.”
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~ Unknown