The Great Sperm Race

I finished making a lid for the cabinet.  No problem.  I attached 2 hinges on a light piece of wood, put a soft foam pad, covered it with material, then used an easel as a helper to hold and balance the wood, etc.  After finishing, I invited Elvis up on the lid.  He ever so gingerly placed his front paws, reluctantly raised his body then when he was on top he lay down but it was obvious he didn't like it.  Oh, well.

I didn't finish the other project.  Instead I went to the fabric store, browsed a bit and looked through the remnant bin.  I noticed the reflection when walking towards their front door and wondered at my appearance.

"Not very attractive," thought I about me.  The rainy day caused my hair to poof up, stray hairs independently flagged their freedom, getting slightly thinner on top and grayer every day.  Jeesh.  I must remember age is a privilege.  There is no competition.  We are all winners for we won the Great Sperm Race so we could be here.  Who knows how many sperms lost out to us?  (The Queen song "We Are The Champions" comes to mind as I type this).  Hilarious.  LOL

Anyway, lest I have any delusions, the reflection clearly stripped me once again to my essence in that brief moment.  The impulse was to go to a salon to get my hair dyed, a make-up specialist to enhance whatever they can, and finish the transformation...viola...with the "right" clothes for my body shape and coloring.  Like on a TV make-over reality show.  LOL  Gotta look good, avoid looking bad.

Who am I kidding?  How superficial and shallow can I get?  Apparently, a whole lot.  Who am I to judge me so harshly?  One more time.  I do to me what others used to do except they are no longer around to do it.  The self-ridicule, criticism, sarcasm, put-downs stir the old feelings of shame, guilt and negativity.

So, the challenge is to love me through this.  Whip out those Steps that lead me back to the Sunlight of the Spirit where I can bask in the love, strength, grace and glory of the Higher Power, the Source from whence I came and will return, who passes all understanding and who loves me unconditionally.  The challenge is to embrace the gift of Life, cherish these ever so brief moments gone in a blink in eternity...do the work...reconnect...