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Natural Remedy for a Troubled Mind

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Lately I’ve been mulling over whether or not I should continue to pursue a possible job opportunity. At first I was enthused; now I’m having second thoughts. I felt anxiety trying to push its way in.

This weekend I realized some relief from the anxiety as I worked outside. Just being outside in nature’s slower-paced rhythm helped, but the motion of walking on the ground also helped me relax as I mowed grass, raked grass clippings, and moved cement bricks. 

While thinking about how moving and doing repetitious work helps relax the mind, I remembered reading one of my favorite authors—Don Ian Smith, I believe—who wrote that when he was troubled about a situation, one of the things he fell back on for relief was physical labor. Since he owned a small ranch, physical labor meant shoveling out irrigation ditches, repairing fences, painting, etc. The physical work allowed his mind to slow down, relax, and get perspective.

Sometimes I complain about the tedious, repetitious tasks of everyday life. Yet the saying, “Idle hands are the devil’s playthings” warns me about what can happen when I don’t do those tasks. The saying means when we are bored we can get into or cause trouble. I don’t think the “trouble” it refers to is confined to the stuff that makes the evening news; I think the trouble can be in our minds–trouble such as anxiety, depression, resentment, envy, and anger. 

The next time I’m tempted to complain when doing repetitious work, I’ll remember the value in it, and the trouble I’m “missing out” on!

©P. Booher

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The Abby Chronicles–My Humans are Entertainment Directors

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Here I am, ready to write my story!

Chapter XV

We cats are intelligent animals. Any intelligent creature, such as cats, humans, ( and those slobbery, loud creatures known as dogs—ugh!) can become bored. I get bored, and then I get into what the humans I live with call “trouble”. I don’t call it “trouble”; I think of it as “amusing myself”.

Eventually the humans had enough of my antics, so now they are my entertainment directors. One of them brought out a catnip-filled sock, which is good for sniffing, sleeping on, and occasionally kicking vigorously. The other human produced a catnip-filled toy about the size of a mouse. Unlike a real mouse, this toy is tied to a stick. The human takes the stick and jerks it in the air or moves it across the carpet. That’s when the real fun begins. I give the toy some swift paw action, just to let it know who’s boss. I jump up in the air or stand up on my hind paws to swat it. Sometimes I bite it. I pretend not to realize the other end of the stick is held by a human (but as I wrote, we cats are intelligent).

Humm—I just realized something. As the humans are entertaining me, I am entertaining them!

Abby

©P. Booher, secretary

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