Push me Pull you …

Have you ever felt stretched, pulled like a rubber band, to the popping point? Have you ever known someone, or something was pushing you in a direction you knew would lead to some sort of unpleasantness, disappointment, or lack of judgement? Of course you have. How did you deal with the stretching, pulling, pushing? Were you successful … always, sometimes, or never? The pushmi-pullyu from the Doctor Doolittle books by Hugh Lofting, is a double-headed llama, each head pointing in opposite directions. Just call me a first cousin twice removed of the Pushmi-pullyu species.

The pushing and pulling happen independently, separately, and more often simultaneously. Lately there has been none, nada, nil cooperation between the two. Progress herein meaning movement in one or the other direction, the two heads of the pushmi-pullyu are not working in collaboration with each other, me, or any other living creature. Such is my state now, and has been for going on a month.

Dear Lord, I am tired; I am weary; I am exhausted from the effort to move forward, backward, upside down, or sideways. I long to drift through my days with more ease and less discomfort. I don’t know how to escape; the pushmi-pullyu is like an alien that has snatched my soul and stuffed it inside this new body that gets me nowhere. Will I survive this invasion? Will I ever be free again? Will I be so torn, so worn, no one will mourn my passing?

Of course I’ll survive; or course I’ll be free; the only mourning will be from the pushmi-pullyu. His loss will be my gain.

But how do I get there from here? Dear Lord, your child is stressed, stretched, no strength left for fight or flight. All I know to do is ask for relief. Help me; I don’t know what to do or not do; I am so very tired; can’t we just stop and rest awhile … together? I’d like that.


Psalm 94:19  Living Bible 
Lord, when doubts fill my mind, when my heart is in turmoil, quiet me and give me renewed hope and cheer.


Don’t underestimate the value of Doing Nothing, of just going along, listening to all the things you can’t hear, and not bothering. ~Pooh’s Little Instruction Book, inspired by A.A. Milne


To sit with a dog on a hillside on a glorious afternoon is to be back in Eden, where doing nothing was not boring — it was peace. ~Milan Kundera


Slow down and everything you are chasing will come around and catch you. ~John De Paola



I had never heard this hymn. The words speak to me!


Calm Me, My God
by Ho­ra­ti­us Bon­ar 1857             


Calm me, my God, and keep me calm,
While these hot breezes blow;
Be like the night-dew’s cooling balm
Upon earth’s fevered brow.


Calm me, my God, and keep me calm,
Soft resting on Thy breast;
Soothe me with holy hymn and psalm,
And bid my spirit rest.


Calm me, my God, and keep me calm;
Let Thine outstretchèd wing
Be like the shade of Elim’s palm
Beside her desert spring.


Yes, keep me calm, though loud and rude
The sounds my ear that greet,
Calm in the closet’s solitude,
Calm in the bustling street;


Calm in the hour of buoyant health,
Calm in my hour of pain;
Calm in my poverty or wealth
Calm in my loss or gain;


Calm in the sufferance of wrong,
Like Him Who bore my shame,
Calm ’mid the threatening, taunting throng
Who hate Thy holy Name;


Calm as the ray of sun or star
Which storms assail in vain;
Moving unruffled through earth’s war,
The eternal calm to gain.









two or more working together to create or achieve a common goal


2 thoughts on “Push me Pull you …”

  1. Pushmi is living, that which you think you are. Pullu is life, that which you are. Pushmi is crying out for help, pullu is saying I am here , take my hand. They are not going in different directions for there is only one direction.

    1. Great story Jan. I think you have addressed a problem that so many face. I wrote the above comment first because I didn’t want to lose the thought.

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