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Struggling To Find a Purpose?

Me too…

I struggle every day.  I haven’t so far been able to find my main purpose in life. I lost two people I love in the past three years or so.  One of these people had been with me my entire life and the other was my best friend since we were 12 years old.  Both of these people struggled in the same way as I.  I didn’t realize that until today.  My dad actually found his purpose late in life.  I thank God for that everyday.  He was an artist it turned out and a damn good one.

The other person died in bed alone, probably feeling like a failure.  We weren’t close in the end.  Two people who both struggle with depression don’t usually help each other very much and although we loved one another that love made it to where we could no longer look at each other or even talk.  It was too painful to watch and we couldn’t do anything for each other anymore.  We were and I am still emotionally crippled.

Recently I’ve come to realize how much not having a major life purpose is impacting my life.  The quality of my life is impacted and my happiness is suffering grotesquely because I feel like i’m floating aimlessly.  I don’t believe that a mere job will solve this severe depression that has come over me because of the lost empty feeling of having no purpose.

One thing I’d like to clarify; I know in this moment, that this is my personal demon.

The problem is, I am a people pleaser. I want my purpose to please the person I am in a relationship with.  I can’t handle a displeasing attitude around me.  It makes me question my ability, my intelligence, my purpose. When I don’t get full support in the form of interest and feedback I partially blame my partner when I back off what prior to the displeasing attitude I thought was MY PURPOSE.

Crazy?

My partner thinks nothing of it if I am displeased with his choices.  My partner had a purpose prior to meeting me.  I wonder sometimes if him knowing his purpose early in life makes him more independent and confident in all his choices.

Should he care more or should I care less?

If I think less of what he finds displeasing will I become more like him and possibly find my purpose?  Am I allowing my fear of others displeasing attitudes stifle my choices and my purpose in life?

How can I find happiness by disregarding my partner’s feelings and thoughts on something as relevant as a major life choice and purpose in life?

 

 

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Struggling To Find a Purpose?

Me too…

I struggle every day.  I haven’t so far been able to find my main purpose in life. I lost two people I love in the past three years or so.  One of these people had been with me my entire life and the other was my best friend since we were 12 years old.  Both of these people struggled in the same way as I.  I didn’t realize that until today.  My dad actually found his purpose late in life.  I thank God for that everyday.  He was an artist it turned out and a damn good one.

The other person died in bed alone, probably feeling like a failure.  We weren’t close in the end.  Two people who both struggle with depression don’t usually help each other very much and although we loved one another that love made it to where we could no longer look at each other or even talk.  It was too painful to watch and we couldn’t do anything for each other anymore.  We were and I am still emotionally crippled.

Recently I’ve come to realize how much not having a major life purpose is impacting my life.  The quality of my life is impacted and my happiness is suffering grotesquely because I feel like i’m floating aimlessly.  I don’t believe that a mere job will solve this severe depression that has come over me because of the lost empty feeling of having no purpose.

One thing I’d like to clarify; I know in this moment, that this is my personal demon.

The problem is, I am a people pleaser. I want my purpose to please the person I am in a relationship with.  I can’t handle a displeasing attitude around me.  It makes me question my ability, my intelligence, my purpose. When I don’t get full support in the form of interest and feedback I partially blame my partner when I back off what prior to the displeasing attitude I thought was MY PURPOSE.

Crazy?

My partner thinks nothing of it if I am displeased with his choices.  My partner had a purpose prior to meeting me.  I wonder sometimes if him knowing his purpose early in life makes him more independent and confident in all his choices.

Should he care more or should I care less?

If I think less of what he finds displeasing will I become more like him and possibly find my purpose?  Am I allowing my fear of others displeasing attitudes stifle my choices and my purpose in life?

How can I find happiness by disregarding my partner’s feelings and thoughts on something as relevant as a major life choice and purpose in life?

 

 

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What is a Hippie part two

I posted a few moths ago “What is a Hippie part one”  This is going to be part two.  Instead of another general post about what I think hippies are, this is going to be about what kind of hippie I am.

I’m second generation hippie.  My parents and uncle Terry were the “original hippies” in my family.  You would never know this by looking at them now. But fortunately my uncle loves to tell the stories and pull out the pics on occasion.


He once shook the hand of Jim Morrison. My daughter may request his hand be stuffed and mounted someday. She is third generation hippie disguised as an banker/t ball mom.

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I’m not exactly a “fruits and nuts” variety hippie as one of my aunts like to call modern day hippies.   I do love fruits and nuts and I am definitely all about saving the planet as best I can being married to a man who works in the energy services field.We have a cabin “in the woods” we are planning on retiring there eventually  and it will be as close to “green” as we can get it and still not freeze in the winter. We WANT to be self sustaining eventually.

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We hunt. Some people are highly offended by this. A lot of people who are also hippie type are vegan. We NEVER trophy hunt and we are very much against this type of hunting. We don’t hunt very much. Twice a year and some years we harvest nothing. If there isn’t a old or injured deer to harvest and help thin the heard, we don’t take anything. We ALWAYS eat what we take. We don’t buy meat from grocery stores because of the disgusting treatment of industrially raised animals. We are careful and thoughtful of where our food comes from.  We only buy free range no antibiotic eggs from people we know. I know that some of you will still have a problem with me. All I can say is we are making efforts. It’s more than I can say for most of Americans.

We are grandparents.

We love them all.

I sew. I love to make pillows for my grandkids and anyone who will take one.

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I love to create anything with anything I find lying around.

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We ride motorcycles. We just started a couple years ago. We love it. We have made many really great friends while riding.  It’s a great way to connect with nature and yourself. I think a lot about life and what’s important to me while I’m on that bike.

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I wear many hats and I enjoy them all.

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That’s me.  Not your typical hippie but my own kind of hippie.

Who are you?

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Nesting & Settling In

Reflections circa 1970’s/1980’s:

I grew up in a home where my mother made the best of what we had.  She was great at it. My mom could take an old rent house with or with out any help she would paint, clean and DIY it into a lovely home.  If we didn’t have the money to buy window coverings she would pull out the trusty sewing machine and make lovely custom curtains.

I love the environment I grew up in.  DIY was always the first choice and at times the only choice.  Recycling was a daily routine.  Not recycling like putting out bins for the city to pick up and carry off.  That type of recycling had not been invented yet.  Recycling like, nothing is thrown away without a thorough examination of whether that item could be used for something else.  No piece of clothing or any fabric was thrown away.  It was either passed down or cut up and turned into another piece of clothing or a blanket or curtain or pillow.  If we had no one to give it to or nothing to make with it, it was sent to Goodwill Industries.

My mom taught me the importance in reusing things, saving money, and how to sew among many, many other things.  My mom is my hero.  She always smiled and made the best out of every situation.

Flash forward to the present:

I’ve lived here in this big house for six years.  This house is not huge but it is the biggest home I’ve ever lived in much less owed.  I am just now creating a home.  For six years my house has been just a house.  I have not made it a home.  We have had a lot of turmoil and to top it off all the kids are now grown up and out on their own. Our youngest turned 18 and is eager and able to dive into his own life and bright future.  Empty nest is here.  It is now just the two of us and we have let the spare bedrooms sit as storage rooms for several years now.  I need to start settling in and nesting for this odd and quiet second half of our lives.  Where to start?

empty-nest

So far in January I have done the following:

I clean out both spare rooms completely giving away every item in those rooms I have not used in over a year or have no use for

I put a spare bed in one room for guests

I set up an area in one spare room for sewing and crafts

I sorted all my fabrics I have been storing to use and started and finished one quilt and some curtains

I sorted out and organized all my craft items and turned a hall closet into a craft closet

I turned one spare room walk in closet into a toy/play area for the grandchildren

I turned one spare room into a home office and the same rooms closet is now housing all my husbands and my hunting gear

I emptied the kitchen pantry, all cabinets and drawers, cleaned and organized them and got rid off all excess gadgets that were never used

I made living room drapes out of some fabric I had bought 12 years ago

I got all paperwork out, sorted through it and shredded half of it that was old and unnecessary

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What’s going on here?!

I guess I’m finally nesting and settling in to the second half of our lives.  I am looking forward to a bright future and a home filled with love and grandchildren’s laughter.  I am also looking forward to all the quiet times where my husband and I can have places in our home to do those sewing projects (My awesome hubs sews with me. I call him my renaissance man), craft projects or just a place to pay the bills and balance the checkbook.

Empty nest syndrome is not going to get us down!  We have a big awesome home all to ourselves and we are going to use it to enjoy life, not as a museum and storage place for the past.

Hippie Lady

Peace and love to you on this beautiful day!

 

 

 

 


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Vickie Runge

I’m in love. I just found this beautiful woman. This wonderful watercolor of this mysterious woman. She reminds me of myself. I have a lovely blouse with the same colors. Before I colored my hair it was the color of this lady. I bought this professionally framed hippie goddess.  That’s what I’m calling her since I can find nothing about this painting. Behold her quiet beauty. . .   
    
    I found a few things online about this Oklahoma artist Vickie Runge. I found a few examples of her work but not much. I’m heartbroken that this fantastic example of her work was lost but I am more than ELATED that I found it!! 
This is a wonderful day. I have found a beautiful new hippie lady “friend” to spend my days with. 

Peace to you all on this wonderful sunny day ☮✌🏼️💜

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I don’t know about you guys but my home is in shambles. The house was built in 1991. It’s not a very old home. It’s actually the newest home I’ve ever had.  But after living here for six years, things are falling apart. First off there is this:

 
That is a little area above the fan that is above my dining room table. In this area on the ceiling there is a mirror inset in this wooden octogon.  I know!!! Who puts a mirror above a dining room table?  What kind of kinky stuff was going on in the head of the builder? I don’t know and don’t want to. But that mirror is cracked due to earthquakes or the house settling.  Whatever the reason, I’m glad because otherwise I’d never get my husband to agree to replace it.  He hates with a passion doing any home repair.  It’s simple. We. Should. Not. Be. Home. Owners. But we are. 

Next, I have a old bathtub that has decided it’s “giving up the ghost” along with the sinks in the same bathroom. They are made of some synthetic marble that was popular in the 1990’s but the lucky homeowners that got this great new product are finding out years later it doesn’t stand the test of time.  

Another problem is that my kitchen counters are ugly. They are ugly green and they are cracked. My hubs decided to make pancakes on a griddle and set the hot griddle on the counter. Apparently these counters are also made of crap materials because the hot griddle made the counter top crack. When the crack occurred it sounded like some one was standing behind us and shot us with a shotgun. I actually ducked and screamed. These problems among others have been happening ever since we moved in. 

Yesterday I had yet another nervous breakdown when I looked under the kitchen sink and realized the garbage disposal was leaking an ocean!!  Hippie ladies should not be this stressed. This is not okay anymore. What could I do to fix this money pit house with a husband who doesn’t seem to give a rats ass?  I called our mortgage holder and cried. Yes. I did. I asked for a refinance and a couple ten grand.  It may actually happen. My house may get the cash infusion to get things fixed. But now, who do I call to fix it all and how do I make sure they’re not a con man?  I already have been conned out of a few thousand by a jerk saying he would fix my bathroom.  I’m scared and excited. I need ideas. I’m libra and I can’t make a decision to save my life. I do know one thing. Once this house gets all pretty, we are selling and getting a rental with a maintenance person. 

In the meantime while I wait for the money to come (I hope) here are some good places to get decorating ideas if I decide not to sell.

 Boho bathroom styles

49 Boho kitchen designs

Let’s just dream about hippie houses
Peace to u on the lovely Friday ✌🏼️❤️🌹

Hippy Lady

Ps:  This is serious. I want this bathroom:  

This is what I’ve been living with for a year since the contractor ran off with my money and my sanity.