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Magical Stuff

I don’t care what people think of me. I’m busy. I’ve got magical stuff to do.

—Spellmaker.com

Duff here. Are You like Me? At times, I get busy. This usually happens when Mom and I are Out for a Walk. We mosey along for a few feet. Then I get Involved with checking out What’s Going On around Me. I stop and Sniff. I halt in My Tracks and perk up My Ears. As I stare out Into the Forest, I Listen intently. This is Important, for Mom simply saunters along, oblivious to any Dangers coming Our way. Can You imagine? Not unstuck at all.

But I am at the Ready. I don’t pay Attention to What Others think Of Me, (unless They have a Treat). Although I am Small, I am Mighty. My Bark is Fierce, warning all who come Close: I am on the Alert. I watch where I step. And where Mom places her Feet, for I avoid being Trompled On. The Warm Sun feels good on My Back and I know all is Well in My World. I have Magical Stuff to do. Living unstuck.

How about You? Is Your life a hum-drum, every-day-the-same type of Grind? Or do You have Magical Stuff to Do? I vote for the latter. It puts a Sparkle in Your Eyes and a Spring in Your Step. (At least I’ve found that to be the Case.) Live unstuck. #unstuck-living#magical-stuff

Think Young

Don’t worry about getting old. Worry about thinking old.

—Growingbolder.com

Duff here. At times, Mom leaves Me at home when She goes places. I sleep and generally entertain Myself while She is gone. I play. I charge around. I sleep. It’s nice to have some Alone Time, to give Me time to ponder Life. Living unstuck.

As a rule, I hear her footsteps as She returns and am prepared to meet-and-greet at the Door. But I had a Surprise for Her the other day. I went into My “let’s play” stance. My Paws were in front of Me and My Tail was Up. Kinda like the Forward Bowing Dog yoga posture. We played and We wrestled. We laughed and Chatted. And We had the best Time. We may be Growing older, but We sure don’t act It. That’s living unstuck.

How about You? Are You telling Yourself You’re too Old to Do what you want to Do? Or Do You continue to Spontaneously Play and Have Fun? I say: Life is Too Short to worry about getting Old. That Part will take care of Itself. Liven it up a Bit. Look at the Things on Your Bucket List and Get Going. Never look Back. You won’t be sorry. I’m not. #unstuck-living#think-young

 

Stuffing Yourself With Delicacies

Accidentally went grocery shopping on an empty stomach and now I’m the proud owner of Aisle 5.

—Pinterest

Duff here. Mom and I were visiting with A Good Friend the other day. She greeted Me. She Played with Me. She talked to Me. She cuddled Me. What a wonderful Time! After a bit, She settled into the Recliner at the Office. We continued to frolic about. Truly living unstuck.

Then, it was Lunch Time. This Lady brought Ham to munch On. (I could smell It when She carried in Her Igloo Container. I’m perceptive that way.) Now, Mom has taught Me manners, so I do not Beg for Food. I assume it’s coming My Way. So I Wait. And watch what’s Doing out the Corner of My eye. And My wait was Rewarded. (My Friend noted that I was Slimming Down and Elected to remedy the situation.) Bits of meat Magically appeared in front of Me. And I accepted each One, Until I was Stuffed. I slid off The Chair, Plopped onto the Floor and promptly fell Asleep. With great Effort, I rolled over. I could hear Laughter, but I was too Busy digesting. Such indignity! But a great Way to live unstuck.

How about You? Do You overindulge at Times? Then wonder Why in the World You did So? I say: You’re in Good Company, for I’m right there with You. Enjoy every Morsel. We’ll deal with the Aftermath later. But for now, live unstuck. #unstuck-living#stuffing-yourself-with-delicacies

With Freedom Comes Responsibility

Freedom makes a huge requirement of every human being. With freedom comes responsibility.

—Eleanor Roosevelt

Duff here. Freedom? To some, it means the Ability to Worship as They choose. Others may see Freedom as being Free to Travel. Moving from Alabama to Colorado? A cultural change . . . and Freedom to Do So. Free to Choose Your own Way of Life. Mom is grateful to be in a Country where She is free to run a business as a Woman. All living unstuck. And all requiring some Responsibilities in return.

For Me, Freedom is sashaying through a Large meadow next to My Home. I ramble about, checking Out messages from Friends. Or Discovering Something Very New: the Sight of a Raccoon, the Surprise of Hail on My fur. And yes, even I have obligations. Staying out of Range of the Raccoon. Getting out from Under the hail. And most importantly, Coming to Mom when She calls Me. (I know I am in Deep Trouble if My Entire Name is used. You know. That infamous Middle Name that heralds Problems.) My Freedom can be Severely Curtailed if I don’t comply. That’s not unstuck.

How about you? Do You enjoy Your Freedom? Or do You even recognize it? I say: Take a Look. Consider the Responsibilities associated with Your Choices. And be Grateful. I Myself am grateful for the Men and Women who gave (and give) so Much that We can live in Freedom. Take a moment and Salute Them. We live unstuck because of The Sacrifices They made. #unstuck-living#memorial-day

Don’t Be So Hard On Yourself

Don’t be so hard on yourself. The mom in E.T. (the movie) had an alien in her house for days and didn’t notice.

—Nestingwithgran.com

Duff here. I have many Opportunities to watch People. Since I’m a Dog, I seem Invisible. I tuck Myself away in a Corner and Observe what’s going on. I check People out as They drive down the Road. Such goings-on in My Small Town! Folks roar up behind Another and Quickly pass, Only to meet Their Buddy at the Next Stop Light. Amusing, to say the least. That’s being stuck.

To My point of View, the Biggest sticking Point? Being hard on Yourself. Never Good enough. Not as smart as Your Sister. (Not having anyone but Mom to compare Myself with, I’m A-Okay.) Slow to Catch on. Car a little older. A Smaller house than what You think You should have. You know the Drill. But You can turn those thoughts around and love Yourself. Just the way You are. Living unstuck.

How about you? Tough on Yourself? Or are You Good Enough? I say: Let up on Yourself. Enjoy the day. Remember to breathe. Celebrate the Seasons, for They seem to pass All too Quickly. Let Imagined Slights go, for they Won’t matter in the Long Run. Compliment Yourself for what went right. And leave the rest Behind. I’ll be with You as We skip down the Road, living unstuck. #unstuck-living#letting-go

Happy Mother’s Day

There’s no way to be a perfect mother, and a million ways to be a good one.

—Jill Churchill

Duff here. Mom and I were Chilling Out on the Sofa the other Day. And I started to think about All the Things She does for Me. Feeds me delicious Food. Walks Me. Washes my bedding, of which I have a Lot. Fusses over me if I have the punies. (Even to the point where She’s up all hours of the night, Checking on Me. Yuck!) Living unstuck . . . in one way.

But above All That, She loves Me. All of Me. She thinks I’m the Greatest. She lets me know I’m Smart. And Clever. She tells Me I’m a Handsome Dude. She is proud of Me when I do Well. And comforts Me when Life doesn’t quite go My way.

So I sent a Shot of Love from My Heart to Mom’s. As She sat there, I could see Her begin to perceive the Feeling: the Love, the Happiness, the Joy that She’s My Mom. She Looked at Me and got Tears in her eyes. She gathered Me up and cuddled Me. Heart to heart, We filled each Other up. That’s living unstuck.

Have You ever had an Experience like That? One where You are struck by how Wonderful Your Mom or another Person is? And Words cannot express? I say: Open Your Heart. Send that emotion. It will Multiply far beyond Your Wildest Dreams and fill Both of You with Appreciation, Tenderness and yes . . . Love. Happy Mother’s Day to All Those Mothers out There. Live unstuck. #unstuck-living#happy-mother’s-day#

Just Do It

That awkward moment when you’re wearing Nikes . . . and you can’t just do it.

—yourtango.com

Duff here. I often tackle Projects unfit for a Small Dog as Myself. I mean well, but sometimes just can’t Succeed. The other day, I was Doing My usual Number when We motor down the street: Front seat to the Back seat. Then the front, then the back. I was having a Joyous Time. No issues at All. Feeling My regular Frisky self. Living unstuck.

Then We pulled into a Steep driveway. Now, I had not anticipated this Move on Mom’s part. I generally have all our Driving Turns down; to the post office, our Hypnotherapy abode (home away from Home), the bank. I think You get the drift. But She pulled a fast One on Me. And I was caught between the Front and Back. Couldn’t move either Way. Talk about being Stuck! Mom was laughing so hard She was useless. No help at all until We parked. Then She gently lifted Me and put Me in her lap. (She even had the Nerve to giggle.) Nothing funny about this at all! But I got unstuck. That’s what counted.

How about You? Do You get to the Place where You’re all set to do something? And then just can’t? Or, worse yet, talk Yourself out of it? I say: Gear Up. Just do it. Well, unless You Simply can’t. If that’s the case, just relax and enjoy the Ride. I did. Live unstuck. #unstuck-living#just-do-it