“Early to bed and early to rise makes one jolly and bright,” says an adage; it touches on procedural habit. On the surface, it appears that a good habit is worth keeping. How many times have you heard that if something were working well, change is unnecessary? But how about when a habit gets lackluster? What then? Every act that is predictable could become cumbersome, eh? And who wants predictability in life? While you want routine as a basis for structure, you just could not welcome it all the time. Change in preferences adds spice and spunk to daily life. Divergence allows for room to discover new attitudes and experiences; best of all, it creates openness to possibilities. No questions then; on convention vs. change debate, the one that suits your daily life is the right path!
Saturday, March 28, 2015
Convention
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“Early to bed and early to rise makes one jolly and bright,” says an adage; it touches on procedural habit. On the surface, it appears that a good habit is worth keeping. How many times have you heard that if something were working well, change is unnecessary? But how about when a habit gets lackluster? What then? Every act that is predictable could become cumbersome, eh? And who wants predictability in life? While you want routine as a basis for structure, you just could not welcome it all the time. Change in preferences adds spice and spunk to daily life. Divergence allows for room to discover new attitudes and experiences; best of all, it creates openness to possibilities. No questions then; on convention vs. change debate, the one that suits your daily life is the right path!
“Early to bed and early to rise makes one jolly and bright,” says an adage; it touches on procedural habit. On the surface, it appears that a good habit is worth keeping. How many times have you heard that if something were working well, change is unnecessary? But how about when a habit gets lackluster? What then? Every act that is predictable could become cumbersome, eh? And who wants predictability in life? While you want routine as a basis for structure, you just could not welcome it all the time. Change in preferences adds spice and spunk to daily life. Divergence allows for room to discover new attitudes and experiences; best of all, it creates openness to possibilities. No questions then; on convention vs. change debate, the one that suits your daily life is the right path!
Divergence
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Why
are two beings unable to view situations with same or similar eyes? There are many reasons, of course. Music, for one, could be noise to the
other. An extravagant expense to a woman
is just an indulgence well-earned to a man.
A joint expense account in his view works well, but her thought is that
a separate account expense is just as good.
Spend all money or save a little for emergencies? Buy property now or wait while? Invest in something or divest from it? Live prudently or frivolously? Like something or dislike it? Individuals are just diverse in thought and
opinion; it is a given, after all, that everyone is wired differently. Unless two souls are mutually open to hear
and listen to one another’s idea on just about anything that requires a
decision, east is east and west is west!
Noise
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You choose to pleasurably workout mid of day. As you get to the Y’s upper gym canopy for a mile walk-and-jog or so, you claim the quiet and tempered climate of the place as gifts from heaven. Shortly, however, both get robbed. Basketball and volleyball courts underneath the canopy get invaded by rowdy, energetic tweens and yuppies. The dribbling begins; thuds of basketballs pollute tiringly your ears. As if that were not enough irritation, basket misses slam and shake the shared spaces. Add to all of it the voices of dismay and mocking that rattle the already loud environ. You think that by twelve noon Saturday, the Y would be free of raucous. Wrong! You didn’t expect it, but there it was. Noise, when productive towards your mental and physical well-being, is good, but when it deafens your already handicapped ears, it is nothing less than torture. Because you are the challenged soul, you have no recourse, but retreat.
You choose to pleasurably workout mid of day. As you get to the Y’s upper gym canopy for a mile walk-and-jog or so, you claim the quiet and tempered climate of the place as gifts from heaven. Shortly, however, both get robbed. Basketball and volleyball courts underneath the canopy get invaded by rowdy, energetic tweens and yuppies. The dribbling begins; thuds of basketballs pollute tiringly your ears. As if that were not enough irritation, basket misses slam and shake the shared spaces. Add to all of it the voices of dismay and mocking that rattle the already loud environ. You think that by twelve noon Saturday, the Y would be free of raucous. Wrong! You didn’t expect it, but there it was. Noise, when productive towards your mental and physical well-being, is good, but when it deafens your already handicapped ears, it is nothing less than torture. Because you are the challenged soul, you have no recourse, but retreat.
Saturday, March 21, 2015
Learn2Read
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Fear dims when you learn to read and access information you need for day-to-day life. When you could put together sounds of letters, call out the word it makes, and then associate meaning to a word, you have conquered illiteracy. You learn that you no longer live in darkness. Life around you blossoms. Everything printed in your environ begins to make sense. You no longer feel awkward or shiver when your daughter or son asks you to read aloud a book he/she wants to hear from your very own voice. You do not have to ask your third grader to accompany you to your bank and have her/him read and explain to you the information you must input so that you may withdraw and deposit money. You do not have to carry a book or a rolled newspaper under your armpit to pretend you are able to access information just like everyone else on the bus or the subway. Asking someone else to read something for you because you ‘forgot to bring your eyeglasses’ no longer has to happen. You gain new confidences, and likely feel smart and brave when you are able to pull yourself out of misery and constant fear of being found disabled. When you learn to read, information access becomes second nature in your lifelong learning.
Fear dims when you learn to read and access information you need for day-to-day life. When you could put together sounds of letters, call out the word it makes, and then associate meaning to a word, you have conquered illiteracy. You learn that you no longer live in darkness. Life around you blossoms. Everything printed in your environ begins to make sense. You no longer feel awkward or shiver when your daughter or son asks you to read aloud a book he/she wants to hear from your very own voice. You do not have to ask your third grader to accompany you to your bank and have her/him read and explain to you the information you must input so that you may withdraw and deposit money. You do not have to carry a book or a rolled newspaper under your armpit to pretend you are able to access information just like everyone else on the bus or the subway. Asking someone else to read something for you because you ‘forgot to bring your eyeglasses’ no longer has to happen. You gain new confidences, and likely feel smart and brave when you are able to pull yourself out of misery and constant fear of being found disabled. When you learn to read, information access becomes second nature in your lifelong learning.
Life Goes
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No one is promised a smooth-sailing life. Not even the very wealthy, the very strong or the all-guarded for is guaranteed a life without tumbles. Health deteriorates. Accidents happen. Events bring topsy-turvy waves and dark clouds. Circumstances change from bad to worse. Conflicts arise between and among friendships, families and yes, even with strangers among us. Life’s nature is just that. It sometimes goes straight, takes a swerve, gets in the ditch, hits rock bottom, and confuses feelings and thoughts with or without meaning to. Courage to rise above struggles must always accompany our fears and worries. Positive actions and thoughts must always lift us up and allow us to pick up the pieces of our lives.
No one is promised a smooth-sailing life. Not even the very wealthy, the very strong or the all-guarded for is guaranteed a life without tumbles. Health deteriorates. Accidents happen. Events bring topsy-turvy waves and dark clouds. Circumstances change from bad to worse. Conflicts arise between and among friendships, families and yes, even with strangers among us. Life’s nature is just that. It sometimes goes straight, takes a swerve, gets in the ditch, hits rock bottom, and confuses feelings and thoughts with or without meaning to. Courage to rise above struggles must always accompany our fears and worries. Positive actions and thoughts must always lift us up and allow us to pick up the pieces of our lives.
Rusty
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Joints appear to swell early in the morning and late at night. They throb in between, and they jerk me, but I try not to mind them, especially when I am going about the cares of the day. Advancing age has its losses; bones recede and muscles are not as pliant as they used to. Still, I must stretch and exercise every little working part of my body support. If I do not so do, I will wither quickly. I might even totally lose movement. I must not let that happen. I cannot allow rust to eat me up. Not yet!
Joints appear to swell early in the morning and late at night. They throb in between, and they jerk me, but I try not to mind them, especially when I am going about the cares of the day. Advancing age has its losses; bones recede and muscles are not as pliant as they used to. Still, I must stretch and exercise every little working part of my body support. If I do not so do, I will wither quickly. I might even totally lose movement. I must not let that happen. I cannot allow rust to eat me up. Not yet!
Growth
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Outdoors, trees are slowly budding. In the backyard open space the greening grass almost hide my feet as I make my steps to peruse the now showing wild and annual flowers; notably, yellow daffodils and lavender irises are first to rise up. They always do. Still, the landscape is drab. Not even the energy and songs of tiny birds that have hatched, and have taken their first flights, could yet cheer and perk me. Deep inside me broods impatience for the colors to quickly come back. I must still this fear of the landscape not wanting to blossom or that it is just taking too much time to bring back spring. I must put in my heart that Chinese adage, “Be not afraid of growing slowly; be afraid only of standing still.”
Outdoors, trees are slowly budding. In the backyard open space the greening grass almost hide my feet as I make my steps to peruse the now showing wild and annual flowers; notably, yellow daffodils and lavender irises are first to rise up. They always do. Still, the landscape is drab. Not even the energy and songs of tiny birds that have hatched, and have taken their first flights, could yet cheer and perk me. Deep inside me broods impatience for the colors to quickly come back. I must still this fear of the landscape not wanting to blossom or that it is just taking too much time to bring back spring. I must put in my heart that Chinese adage, “Be not afraid of growing slowly; be afraid only of standing still.”
Sunday, March 8, 2015
Respite
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Cold winter nights warmed by feather-soft pillows, fresh sheets and heavy blankets do the charm. They ease the body into combined luxury, coziness and security. You could be sure on impact that your shivering body will relax in no time. You could be sure that after you engage in rhythmic flex and point exercises your feet and toes, arms and shoulders, you are halfway there to a good night’s rest. You could be sure that when you quiet your mind and tell it to stay in the clear you will get to that zone of lucidity you are aiming. With three or more deep breaths, you could be sure that your body, from head to toe, will soon calm down, rest easy and get you lulled into that homerun sleep.
Cold winter nights warmed by feather-soft pillows, fresh sheets and heavy blankets do the charm. They ease the body into combined luxury, coziness and security. You could be sure on impact that your shivering body will relax in no time. You could be sure that after you engage in rhythmic flex and point exercises your feet and toes, arms and shoulders, you are halfway there to a good night’s rest. You could be sure that when you quiet your mind and tell it to stay in the clear you will get to that zone of lucidity you are aiming. With three or more deep breaths, you could be sure that your body, from head to toe, will soon calm down, rest easy and get you lulled into that homerun sleep.
Daybreak
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From the kitchen, his brewing coffee’s aroma travels light in the air and into the bedroom where she is still curled up. The aroma does not fail to pull her out of covers. Like it or not, the smell stirs her sleepy blood, and forces it to actively flow. It strengthens her feet to get out of bed, to rise, and then to move toward her very familiar living space, only to fold and melt again, like gel, in his embrace. However little or short is the endearing act he pours out onto her first moments of daybreak, it always magically warms her heart!
From the kitchen, his brewing coffee’s aroma travels light in the air and into the bedroom where she is still curled up. The aroma does not fail to pull her out of covers. Like it or not, the smell stirs her sleepy blood, and forces it to actively flow. It strengthens her feet to get out of bed, to rise, and then to move toward her very familiar living space, only to fold and melt again, like gel, in his embrace. However little or short is the endearing act he pours out onto her first moments of daybreak, it always magically warms her heart!
Blossoms
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Pink and yellow, fuchsia and purple flowers brighten me. I did not pick them up from any gardens, but there they are at my desk. My beloved has come home from comings and goings; he has thoughtfully brought cheer to my rather mundane existence bereft with watery eyes, runny nose, sneezes, coughs, and body aches. I just love it when my silly weather-bred illness brings a surprise of colorful blossoms!
Pink and yellow, fuchsia and purple flowers brighten me. I did not pick them up from any gardens, but there they are at my desk. My beloved has come home from comings and goings; he has thoughtfully brought cheer to my rather mundane existence bereft with watery eyes, runny nose, sneezes, coughs, and body aches. I just love it when my silly weather-bred illness brings a surprise of colorful blossoms!
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