Lu Unfiltered

Category: Contemplation

  • Ever notice

    how we allhave some overlapsomewhere?I’m talkingsimilar traits,experiences,and feelings. Disappointmenthas come forus all,as has profoundjoy, andconversely sorrow.We are steepedin the sameexperiences,or rather,in similar emotions,stirred by differentexperiences. We forget thissometimes, whenwe dip intoeveryone-else-is-an-arseholemode.Yet whenwe takethe time to focuson the wonder andhumanity of a particularindividual, this senseof connectionoftencomes flooding backin. We arewonderfully andbeautifully made, andwe are builtfor connection.…

  • Dungeon Master

    Sowhy is it,that I love you,so very much?This crazycontentment,that seems to havetrapped us botha mere fourmonths in…Four months,going on ten years. It’s in your eyesthat crinkle,when you laugh,or say somethingthat’s bothfunny andhighly inappropriate.It’s the waythey look deepinto my soul,catching my breathin my throat.It’s compassion,and lust,and a softness thatI could not begin todescribe. It’s in the…

  • 42

    really is theanswerto the meaningof life,the universeand everything!I’m chasinga V02max highof 42.This numberwill put mein the top 5% ofathletes inmy age bracket.I’m takinghuge libertieshere,and using the termathlete veryloosely. See, asa child, Ihad a dreamof being aphenomenal athlete.Just not thebody,or the diligence,or the natural ability,or the stamina.I’ve carried thisdream with meinto my fifties,and finallythere seemsto be…

  • Lately

    I’ve beenwondering,as to how the worldworks.Specifically myinner world.I’d describemyself as arational, sensibleperson.A nitpicking, listmaking,stickler-for-the-fine-printVirgo.Yet,there’s anotherside to me,and she’s wild.She pouts,refuses to do anydishes or houseworkwhatsoever,eats chocolatefor breakfast,and sneaks herdog under thecovers to cuddlefor extra warmth,simply ignoringthe early morningalarm. How is thispossible, I wonder?For IRL (in real life)there is not evena slim chance thatthese two disparatestrangerscould…

  • I have found

    that in my ownlife,the beauty isvery much inthe grey.I’ve always hada chip on myshoulderabout black orwhite thinking,those two extremes beingfar too narrow (minded?)and small forme to fit into.Expansion livesin the grey,the subtleties ofthe tonality of thecolour openingup to endlessopportunity,and growth,and conversely,comfort.Grey melange isprobably themost comfortableclothing colourever invented.Its softness feelingalmost likepudding onthe skin.Looking outsidetoday, the weatheris…

  • I’m currently

    in the in-between,a place notunlike the famousEagles’ Hotel California. I’m probablybetter thanok,here.Yet it’sa place I knowI cannot stayinforever. See,I have skillsto learn,and books togift theworld.I literally havea canoeto paddle.And muscleto build. I’m tiredthough. BecauseI’m also doingmy best tokeep up thefacade ofactually adulting.Theoreticallythis means thatI should be the bigger personand not poutwhen I loseat backgammon.Oops, I…

  • Chapters

    in books are soeasyto spot.A neat titlepage,often also anindex upfront,indicating exactlywhen a new chapterstarts. Life is notlikethis.We oftenstumble fromday to day,only to lookback weeks,months, oreven yearslater,surprisedby aha momentsof new beginnings,changes inhowwe feel,and occasionallyeven whoweare. Why am Icallingthis outtoday?Well, it’sto remind myself,and you,that we areconstantly learningand growing.And thisincludes closingout oldchaptersin our livesto makespacefor newones… So looking…

  • What are

    the storiesyou tell yourself,when you’realone in your bed?Or in thatdark placewe all go to hide,which also happensto hide ourlight? What arethe storiesyou tellyourselfwhen you’re ridingthe waveof unexpectedwindfalls andgrace? Have you perhaps,like me,forgotten thatyou are thesameperson, in boththese instances?Yet these strories,are very likelyto beuniversesapart. Why does thismatter, Dear One?It matters becausethe story setsthe course,it trims your…

  • The longing

    is real,and uncomfortable.Like beautifulstilettosthat are justa tiny bittoo tight…At some pointbittersweetshifts tounbearableand one hasto broker somerelease,or at leasttemporary respite. And while theprudent ormore togetherindividualsamong uswould advocatefor temperance,perhaps evencounselrestraint, orat the very least,quiet, modestsuffering,I have no suchqualmsand howllustily asI contemplatethe dire situationconstitutedby yourdistinct yetunfortunateabsence,knowing full wellthatthe heart wants exactly,whatthe heartwants:you. ~Lu

  • Peeling onions and other tricky life bits

    So the storygoesthat one canavoid cryingwhile peelingonions,by biting intoa match,and havingthe flint endhang out,not unlikeAndy Cap. Peeling humansseems to bea similarlytricky pursuit,although I’mnot quite sureofwhat oneshould bite into… For humansand understandingthem,and what you findas you peelback the layers,can be supertricky.For we area truly flawedspecies of equallyflawed individuals,and mostof us,prefer not toloose face. So what now?Does…