There is a cricket
chirping in my house,
how charming.
The Chinese say it
brings me good luck.
There is a crick
chirping in my house
night and day. It is
driving me crazy. I
can’t find it and it
chirps away with its
hated sound.
The cricket is just
being a cricket, doing
what crickets do. What
I do in reaction to it
teaches me whatever
I am willing to learn.
What a grand analogy! Definitely will remember that next time a chirping cricket chirps until the wee hours of the morning!
Well-said! Thank you for your insights.
Reblogged this on dyke writer and commented:
this is a very good illustration of
the sound sensitivity that expereinced as part of the PTSD hypersensitivity
convincing myself that sounds in and of themselves
are background
that it’s only unusual sounds that need to be assessed for possible impact
pat, for some reason, I can;t like this post. I get a click warning.
I have no idea. this browser had a mind of it’s own
Willing to learn and then in learning “Stay Hungry Stay Foolish” as Steve Jobs quoted