Good Day Lifers,
This is the long awaited SEASON PREMIER of ANDY’S LIFE! And I decided to fire all my writers this morning. They were coming up with the same old ideas and yet demanding that I double their salary. I decided to write it myself; I’m more qualified anyway, and it was becoming increasingly difficult to get people to work for free.
We know the basics...
I said no, that’s private. They reminded me that I call this blog a “Public Diary” I said just because I make up a name for something doesn’t mean that’s what it is. I had to say no a lot this morning, too much. I then told them to think real hard about the second half of the word NO.
They got it, and packed their things quietly.
Now it’s just me and you. This is were we started - this is where we came in. But were going to hope the usher doesn’t notice and sit through the feature again. If that doesn't make any sense to you, ask your grandparents.
Found this in one of the writers trash cans...
This is it - The real thing - This is Andy’s Life. A life that is the best life I have, the only life I have, it is my life with parkinson’s disease. You must realize that parkinson’s is much more than a shaking hand and, as much as I would like to have it not be, is a major part of my life and how I live it. There is one thing for sure, parkinson’s does not define me - I DEFINE IT!
My first definition is what is isn’t. It is not an excuse for me not to live the life I want, to accomplish the things I have set out to do, no matter what it costs in pain, in embarrassment, in confusion and disillusionment, I am willing to pay the price. I am willing to pay the price until my metaphorical bank account runs dry and I die. I am going to live a full and ultra productive life and follow my bliss even if it kills me, any other path would be pointless. But, don’t worry folks - I MAY BE POSING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE STREET, BUT IF I SEE A CAR COMING I KNOW TO GET UP AND OUT BEFORE IT HITS ME.
Pretty good, but I don’t exactly understand what the sitting in the middle of the street thing is all about - but you know writers, and you have to love Julie Andrews.
This was tacked to my door.
My second definition is that parkinson's is one evil son of a bitch - he’s a thief, a liar and a destroyer of life and joy. He would laugh if he heard my first definition, but I am laughing back. When I started this blog over a year ago my mantra was “You Have To Have a Reason To Get Up In The Morning." This still holds true, I’ve just ammended it slightly. I’ve added what is now the most important part - “You Have To Have a Reason To Get Up In The Morning, Laughing.” I’ve realized that my sense of humor is the only ammunition I have to fight this enemy that has me vastly outnumbered.
All the same, there is no way out of it for anybody, we all are going to get shot trying to escape this thing called life. I prefer not to be shot in the back, running away, but in the face, a face that is laughing out loud and looking my enemy straight in the eye.
Lot of violent military metaphors in that one, unfortunately they apply.
I WRITE THIS BLOG FOR ME
If you have been following this blog at all you’ll know I’ve been on many journeys during the past year. Some of them spiritual, God has something they want me to do - they just won’t tell me what. Wha? Huh? It all started in Texas with a little old lady who had Alzheimer’s. I’ll tell that story again later. (During Sweeps Week).
I might now however, have a clue. I am not a Buddhist or Christian. Hindu or Moslem. I subscribe to no organized religion or adhere to any set dogma or philosophy. But, I consider myself a very spiritual man - I pray - I fast - I think - I wait, and I’ve read Siddartha by Hermann Hesse about 50 times.
Back to the clue and it’s incongruous origins. I love the band Steely Dan and one of their better songs is titled Bodhisattva. I, for the first time in all these years wondered what Bodhisattva meant - so I Googled it (I love the Future) here’s what I found out..
Bodhisattvas are rather like Christian monks, and it’s very hard to explain exactly what one is in a simple way. I don’t fully or even begin to understand myself. The term is found in Buddhism, Hindu teachings and Jainism, religions I have only cursory knowledge of. But, if I can be a self taught Dentist I should be able to be a self taught Bodhisattva. I’m not making light, it was only time for a joke. I am taking this very seriously and I have a long way to go before I can even consider that I am on the path.
I have a strong feeling that this is what God was talking about in that little old ladies dream, certain parts resonated very much with me. This is one part I did understand ...By taking the Bodhisattva Vow, one undertakes to follow the Bodhisattva’s way of life by practicing the six perfections of...
Of course there are books written on this subject and although I adhere to no dogma I do believe that there can be wisdom and instruction in others words - but that's all they are - others words. God will be my final instructor. I will pray and fast - think and wait. The answer will come.
And by writing this blog everyday - communicating with you I am helping myself stick to several of the vows I plan to take. I am giving you my time and any insight that I might have - and this takes effort and concentration.
Moral discipline is a tough one as far as defining what its meaning is and patience - well... be patient - all will be made clear.
This is my vow to you gentle reader, I will write this humble and modest effort everyday that I can. I will concentrate on finding the right words to help you and myself get though this firing squad we call life. I’ll do this by telling you about my life - ANDY’S LIFE - A life that is the best life I have, the only life I have, it’s my life with parkinson’s disease.
just say yes!
meet Andy Ward King, a professional musician and artist until a diagnosis of parkinons dsease at age 49 forced him into an early retirement., he now uses his music, his art along with the whimsical world he has created in this blog as therapy to ( as he puts it ) outsmart his brain and make the daily battles with parkinson’s a little bit easier, to give him that all important reason to get up on the morning, to make his life worth living. Andy has learned how to say NO to gving up \ NO to depression and apathy \ NO to following willingly the road of decline that stretches before him. he learned that to say no to all of these things all one has to do is say yes. Andy has learned to just say YES to life/\\