Helllllloooo!

I took this picture on the top of the “Rims” in Billings between turning into the Billings Airport and Zimmerman Trail.

And I got there cuz I still am mastering round abouts. Oopsy.

BUT BUT BUT

I think how life provides beauty in unexpected places. Yes. I spoke about an active arsonist in my very own dumpster fire city in yesterday’s post.

How are those ideas connected?

Beauty comes from speaking up. And dude? That causes all sorts of dumpster fires. Cuz being that kid in the Emperor’s New Clothes??? Has a cost. This is especially true when dealing with what I call “small town-itis.” You know how everyone knows everyone’s business and anyone different threatens that power dynamic? It’s also not unique to small towns alone.

Many an industry has this since it’s rarely about being excited for new information. It’s more being afraid of change. AND? Looking at one’s self to see what may be lacking. This can be tough if you’ve never developed the tools to do this. It’s also not necessary in a small town ecosystem.

Think bubbles… Lots and lots of bubbles…

Popping the one to pop those bubbles allows you to also be a dumpster fire in systems desperate to cling to old power structures. Like why the fuck didn’t NATO dissolve when the Cold War ended? Too many people were making too much money. Don’t kid yourself. There is nothing noble about entrenched power grabs on ANY SIDE. War is bullshit.

And preparing for war guarantees that shit happens. It’s like the Carl Jung’s idea of synchronies. If you’re not familiar, it’s when you all of a sudden see “signs” from the universe when you’ve made a decision. An example for me when I decided to move to El Paso, Texas, in 2005. I saw Texas everywhere. When it’s not breadcrumbs from the universe. Nope. My mind was picking up on that information cuz I oriented it that way.

I would imagine that’s how come Sigmund Freud said “sometimes a cigar is just a cigar.” This is about slowing down from the narrative that our minds make since I was caught up in a story at the time. That’s how I screwed up that round about. For when I do came back online? It allowed me to see the turn off for this park. I’m grateful for I got to see that beautiful view

Sure. Being that outspoken in a closed system will always cast you in the “arsonist” role. It also means that you dictate your life instead of fear doing it.

Nope. I don’t have a magic cure for removing fear forever. Not at all… Except I’ll say that the more I trust myself? I’ve been able to see more and more of those unexpected turns leading to beauty.

As always: Have a glamorous day for fun!!

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