I am a good deal more cheerful and well balanced today. Maybe the cliché use is beginning to work.
I am a child of the Protest Era so obedience doesn’t come easily to me. Nevertheless, one month of Cliché use is well worth another go – specially since it had worked so often for me before.
EASY DOES IT.
Afternoon to you. Its still rolling over in waves of cloud and rain as it has been for days now. Nothing like the USA and other disaster sites. But irritating. Its worth taking a look at the EASY DOES IT link above. Its from the Prelinger Film Collection on INTERNET ARCHIVES and is about women in the 1940s.
Easy does it is a fine concept for a driven, hypervigilant person like me. Its added years to my age. In a good way. Extended my lifespan might be a better way to put it. Easy does it. I use it together with the NOTHING IS URGENT.
Today I am watching the young girl from two doors along as she goes looking for Leo her horse. He’s down in the Front Paddock. She’s only had him a week or two and they’re just getting to know one another. She goes easy at it. Gently and slowly. The paddock’s pretty wet at the moment and she has a couple of small watercourses to cross in order to reach him. Her young man waits for her up at the top fence and she takes her time. Gives Leo a treat or two. Leads him down to an easier gate and will bring him up the driveway. Its not so flooded.
Years back I saw old Tom with a horse. He was a gentle man ( probably still is) with a fierce demeanour. One of the lasses was trying to force her horse into Pony Club obedience and he lost it, took charge of the horse and had it whispering back to him in no time. Just like this young girl and her Leo.
Easy does it also echoes Roger’s saying about lowering my standards. Not asking so much of myself and life. It makes a day easier to do. Since I adopted this technique, I find that I rarely injure myself or get bruised or cut. Those little bumpings on the way through life don’t happen very often. Our speed limit here in NSW is mostly 100 kilometres per hour and Guy was one for saying to me as I hurtled along – “ 100 IS THE MAX, NOT THE MUST.” It means I do not have to drive through my life at Maximum Speed. Which is good because I only have a 1992 Charade.
EASY DOES IT
- with how I do things
- how I speak to myself and others
- with what I expect from myself and life and other people
- with my judgements and views on things
- in my eating, shopping, loving, desiring
- in my ambitions
- in my thoughts about the past, the present and the future
- in my work life and play life
Nice Yaaning with you. I am out of here now. Have to meet some people up in Bellingen.
Do it easy, my Friends. DO IT EASY.
Butt Ugly Blokes – Three of a Kind Furniture. With some fine benches.�
Taking a seat now after a few phone talks and some due thought. The Kookaburra is on the front fence with Leo, the new horse, standing just behind. This Kookaburra is a right nutter. I think it’s the cross eyed one who slammed into the front windows in full flight in February.
JUST FOR TODAY
I am in practice mode for the May blogging. Since I’ve chosen the Cliché theme, best I work out what I’m doing with that. I have of late been getting indigestion trying to swallow hard to digest lumps of life that I have been seeing on TV or reading on the net. Nothing wrong with Noble Causes and Outrages, I guess – except that I have a personality and character that run wild with it. I either sink into despair, become vicious or run amok. And I get ill, as I have been doing. It also distracts me nicely from my own doings and affairs.
I remember first encountering the concept of JUST FOR TODAY. I was in Rozelle Mental Hospital having lost everything including most functioning sections of my Brain. Or Mind. Who knows which is which and who cares. All I knew was that Insanity was Nigh. The Powerful Intellect with which I had been diagnosed in the 1960s was fried and all the theories about Life by which I had lived had led me to the bed in the Nuthouse Fishbowl.
I was well aware that I needed to keep my thinking within a very short timespace or lose the plot entirely and perhaps permanently. That’s where I began the discipline of thinking JUST FOR TODAY amongst other tight personal mental regimes. It worked.
So here I am in the 21st Century, a place I wasn’t sure I would reach and in which I have been tempted out into the Wildlands of Thought once more. Nothing very loopy. Just the News and Protesters’ views. They lead to a certainty that the END IS NIGH. Drifting out of the DAY and into the Bigger Picture has led me to such conclusions as :
- the world WILL end in 2012
- unless the tsunami or earthquake strikes first
- Julia Gillard will compel me to retrain for a job in a fish and chips shop
- in which case my health will fail me
- and leave me living in a cockroach infested fibro flat
- which I can barely afford
- whilst my children and grandchildren dwell on unhappily and poverty stricken
- but unable to pay for my funeral
The thinking can also escape the confines of the day and take itself back into other times, leading me then to such conclusions as :
I should never have chosen to go to teacher’s College in 1968
nor married the man I did
and probably I caused some abnormality in my offspring
which could have easily been avoided
just as I could easily have taken better care of my parents in their dotage
except of course that my genetic background of Devon Peasants, Irish Convicts and ousted Scottish Highlanders never really gave me a chance.
Whilst acknowledging that both Past and Future are wonderful worlds to explore, JUST FOR TODAY, I am focussing on the extremely useful concept of exploring the Here and Now. I shall take a look at the JUST FOR TODAY card and see how I went today. First – a song.
Morning to you all. Just a warning before the day begins that I intend to experiment with themes today. I am not happy with the one I have been using. I also intend to introduce the new Posting Pattern for the coming month of May. I am going to work my way through 30 cliches and see what happens. It will, therefore, be a little busy on the eBENCH this morning. Theme experimentation always ends up taking longer than I expect. Feel free to Yaan as we work on it.
Well, at last. Sitting down on one dark and rainy night. I don’t like the theme all that much. Actually, I like it but it’s a little neutered for my taste. It is done for the moment and will be staying this way for a bit. Might add a pale background of the beach or one of the many benches I have discovered since I started on this blog.
There, that’s done as well. Now that FIRST things have been attended to, I can sit down and have a rest. NO Yaaning tonight methinks. A cup of tea and paste some new pictures into my photo album. That will do me for today. I don’t think there are any leopards chasing me tonight – neither male nor female.
WET. A day at Home.
Warning: Humour may be hazardous to your illness.
eBench time. Been home all day and fiddling with templates and Scrabble. Now its time to have a cup of tea so join me if you will. Some funny things do happen and some surprising things happen with Humour.
HUMOUR – USE WITH CAUTION.