30 APRIL 2011 : DAY No 121 of 2011 : EASY DOES IT.



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 (1940)

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.


  • 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.

APRIL 29 2011: DAY No 120 OF 2011: Just for Today.


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.


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.



Just for today, I will try to live through this day only at once.


Pretty much done. This day only. Watching the Royal Wedding having eaten pizza and garlic bread.

And not tackle my whole life problem.  

My whole life problem threatened to tackle me head on today so I took a look at the 100 balls in  the baby’s pool and decided to take out only one at a time. There was really not much that needed attending to today. Took a look at cars for sale and houses for rent on the Net. That was about it.

I can do something for twelve hours that would appal me if I felt that I had to keep it up for a lifetime.


Such as the rainy days. And the lack of money. And the grieving. I was well aware of this statement today.  Just do it for one day. Just get through the day. Sleep through it if necessary.

Just for today, I will be happy. This assumes to be true what Abraham Lincoln said, that “most folks are as happy as they make up their minds to be.”


This one stumps me a little. I don’t seem able to make up my mind just to be happy. Or sad. I rather like the saying I once read which said “ only a suffering God will do. “

However, for sanity’s sake, I am making up my mind to be as happy as I can.

Just for today, I will try to strengthen my mind.

Now that sounds a good idea.
I will study.

That’s a really marvellous thing with the Internet. Access to acres of study.

I will learn something useful.

One useful thing which I have learned today is that Surfside Pizza opens at 5pm.  And delivers as far as Bonville and Bellingen.

I will not be a mental loafer.

My mind is the best exercised part of me.

I will read something that requires effort, thought and concentration.

David Spangler’s book on manifestation required more thought and effort than I liked and I don’t intend to persevere with it.

Just for today, I will adjust myself to what is, and not try to adjust everything to my own desires.


Restlessness and a deeply disturbed spirit drove me to looking at this today. I kind of managed to adjust myself to the WHAT IS and to leave the WHAT IF alone somewhat. Even the RAIN.

I will take my “luck” as it comes, and fit myself to it.


That meant gumboots.

Just for today, I will exercise my soul in three ways:


I will do somebody a good turn, and not get found out.


I will do at least two things I don’t want to–just for exercise.


I will not show anyone that my feelings are hurt; they may be hurt, but today I will not show it.


There are 4 more sections of this JUST FOR TODAY CARD. I think I shall attend to those ones tomorrow.  Perhaps I shall  even get out of my pjyama pants. But not today.


Just for today, I will have a program. I may not follow it exactly, but I will have it. I will save myself from two pests: hurry and indecision.


Just for today, I will have a quiet half hour all by myself, and relax. During this half hour, sometime, I will try to get a better perspective of my life.


Just for today, I will be unafraid. Especially I will not be afraid to enjoy what is beautiful, and to believe that as I give to the world, so the world will give to me.


APRIL 28 2011: DAY No 119 OF 2011: FIRST THINGS FIRST.

A leopard is chasing us, and you are asking me, “Is it a male or a female?” African.

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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.


Warning: Humour may be hazardous to your illness.

Ellie Katz.


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.