Worry free time ...what a concept. I like how you and your husband, dropped out of the constant interruptions life affords us. No phone, just each day the way you want to live it.
Yes, peace of mind. It's a blessing, indeed. After 40 years of running a business, that must have been so foreign to you to let go of the "noise."
Rapid communication devices such as mobile phones of today follow us everywhere. I doubt they are as easy to give up in these days.
In a big scheme of things, "peace of mind" can be anything you want it to be. That said, for me, I think you've touched on something important - there's an equilibrium involved - a balance. I'm not too worried about the world, because I'm a peace with myself. What makes me at peace with myself? I'm a good person. I do the right thing. I'm not trying to get over. I'm happy with my work product and I work hard when I'm at work. I do my utmost to show respect to others. And I do my best to be thankful and grateful for the things I have. All this combined, for me, gives me peace of mind.
Anyhoo.. It's been a quick month and I want to thank you for blogging with the Bard's Hall.
Hello Kåre เลียม Enga yes I agree with you, writing by hand seems to produce different outcomes. I’m unsure why that would be but apparently there’s a scientific reason.
Re the topic of using cash. I almost feel sorry for anyone to whom I give a note to. One gets this unspoken irritation even though they no longer need to work out the change as it’s on the till.
As for the younger generation being unable to hold a conversation, I agree. It’s said that there’s never before been a time when there’s been so much interaction between people. But it’s all done by text! None of my Grandchildren will answer a call but are always happy to have a long text conversation.
I only function after coffee. I'm much better in the early afternoon.
10:30 in Costa Rica: time to go home and bring the dry clothes in and make dinner (main meal of the day). It tended to rain in the early afternoon.
10:30 in Thailand: post-exercise, figure out the day. Hot season... seek a/c.
10:30 traveling: usually check out and catch a bus or train.
10:30 Montana: take a shower (M-Th, before 10 F-S) and get out!
10:30 when I worked... you can speak to me now...
My journal is hand-written. I haven't been as diligent and no longer write in it every day. Same with poetry... I write differently with pen and paper.
Even making change from a bill is too much and many places will not take cash forcing people to use banks that can track them... some folks are literally dropping out (sound like the 60s) but cash requires basic math skills.
Also... the ability to just sit and chat. I had an interesting conversation with a 19 year old yesterday. He was shaking... I think it was because he isn't used to talking to anyone older in public.
Ẃeβ࿚Ẃỉtcĥ It’s sad to think it’s dying out. The school curriculum is so busy, far busier than when I went to school, and yet the kids seem to be missing out on much of the basic skills these days. Mental math for instance, many are lost without a calculator. Computers do so much of our thinking for us these days. I know my memory for phone numbers, for example, has deteriorated, we have no need to remember them because they’re all in our phones. Same with spelling; mistakes get automatically adjusted. I wonder if learning to spell will be the next thing to go.
Cursive writing is becoming a lost art unless our youth are being taught it early on in school. I hear they are not teaching that in some schools. I imagine they are taught it in private schools. At least I hope they are since parents are paying tuition. They should get their money's worth. I went to Catholic school growing up. We started learning cursive writing in grade two. Cursive teaches children the fine skill of shaping letters and connecting them to create words and sentences. That is good brain exercise.
Prompt:
"I sat with my anger long enough until she told me her real name was grief."
C.S. Lewis
Can anger really mask grief or is it just a stage of it? What do you think?
When someone is hurt, I think the first reaction is anger. I’ve seen it recently as my daughter has fallen to pieces after her relationship ended.
It was sudden. He left whilst they were seemingly happy, leaving our daughter so confused.
The first week she was full of anger. Lots of “how dare he treat me like this!” And “If he thinks I’ll have him back, he’s got another think coming.”
But then came the grief. It’s been deep, dreadful to witness. She can no longer work. She stopped eating and has lost six kilos in 12 weeks. She cries all the time.
She lives far away, but I speak to her for hours, letting her know life is still worth living. We worry she’ll not recover and I wonder if she really wants to.
I wish the anger would return.
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