Five Minute Friday: Rhythm

Koladera rhythm model

Koladera rhythm model (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Well, as a Catholic, you can probably guess where this is going. But you’d be wrong, though that was pretty tempting. But I had, really, no idea what I’d talk about for five minutes. Le sigh…

Our lives are filled with every kind of rhythm, and once you become attuned to it, there’s no going back. From the undercurrent of our body’s autonomic functions like breathing and heartbeat, to the surrounding beat of footsteps, car horns, and bird songs, the effect is a bit chaotic, but none the less rhythmic.

I’m hearing the wavering melody of a finch’s persistent song punctuated by the low drone of a mourning dove. The occasional cry of a Phoebe and sharp jabs of a Robin complete the avian quartet.

That’s just what I can identify without thinking too hard.

Stop for a while today, and listen. Whether it’s the rising and falling cadence of a down-the-hall boardroom meeting, the quirky chatter of a bevy of toddlers, or even the soothing whirr of your dishwasher, there’s a rhythm there.

Go on, feel the beat.


What’s Five Minute Friday?

A blog-prompt project dreamt up by LisaJo Baker, which you can read about here. The basic idea is that you spend five minutes of writing, generally unedited (I correct typos, WAY too OCD not to do that), on a prompt that she provides just after midnight via a tweet, then spread the word, and link up. Interested? Join up. Enjoy a delightful assortment by clicking on the picture to the right.

Today’s Five Minute Friday selection is also here!

La Dolce Vita

Happier Than Bird French FryNo telephone psychic, no gypsy fortuneteller, no prophet of Biblical renown could have predicted it.

What? (No, not the Duchess of Cambridge’s due date!) Just how wonderful my life is now that I’m on Lithium.

I realized it when walking home from the psychiatrist this afternoon. Ambling along in all the beauty of an early summer day in Milwaukee; idly munching some veggie focaccia from The Breadsmith. I have the Most. Wonderful. Life. Evah! It’s almost hard for me to believe that I wrote the posts I did when I was depressed. It’s just that good.

My doctor is cautiously optimistic. I think this is the wise attitude. But oh, my! How can it get better than this? All the happy pleasure of life, none of the self-aggrandizing narcissism of mania. I love it.

I think it’s about to get better.

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Birthday Wishes

Birthday cakeMy goodness! It’s only 7:35 a.m., and it’s already one of the best birthdays I’ve ever had. (No, silly reader, no one in bed with me! Naughty!)

Lithium is one of the best things that ever happened to me. I started about a month ago, and after a few days of queasy stomach, felt better than I have in years! I mean, I can hardly believe it, but it’s true. I’m as happy as a clam, with none of the narcissism and grandiosity of mania. There have been moments, but hey, I am a great person. As the old saying goes, “It ain’t braggin’ iffin it’s true!” And I’ve had some stresses and some disappointments, but nowhere near the depths I was experiencing for at least two weeks every month.

God is good.

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