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Ten years ago I was writing several blogs on various subjects - F1 motor racing, Music, Classic Cars, Great Romances and, most crushingly, a personal journal that included my thoughts on America, memories of England and Africa, opinion, humour, writing and anything else that occurred. It all became too much (I was attempting to update the journal every day) and I collapsed, exhausted and thoroughly disillusioned in the end. So this blog is indeed a Toe in the Water, a place to document my thoughts in and on WdC but with a determination not to get sucked into the blog whirlpool ever again. Here's hoping.     |
| Gloria Lilli puts up this quote for Question of the Day today: "Without leaps of imagination, or dreaming, we lose the excitement of possibilities. Dreaming, after all, is a form of planning." ~ Gloria Steinem, activist Then she asks what our plans are for the day. And that reminds me of something I was thinking about as a possible post for the blog - a couple of days ago. It was all about this verse from the Good Book: “In the last days, God says, I will pour out my Spirit on all people; your sons and daughters will prophesy, your young men will see visions, your old men will dream dreams.” ~ Acts 2:17 I can testify to that last mention of dreams - I do dream dreams now that I’m old and sometimes I even remember them. But, according to Gloria Steinem, that’s really planning. Now, I have never, do not now, and sincerely hope never to plan, especially when talking about my future. Perhaps that’s why I don’t get excited about possibilities, although I would put it down to my training as a Brit. We don’t get excited about anything. But the point is that either Gloria is wrong and dreaming is not planning (personally, I’d go with this interpretation), or I am wrong and my planning is done in my sleep. And this last might explain why my life has been largely a matter of being blown by the prevailing wind on courses that I have no memory of choosing. Which merely seems to prove that unconscious planning is so unreliable that it might as well be called anything but planning. So speak for yourself, Gloria, and I’ll go my happily unplanned and unpredictable way. But at least I got a blog post out of the quote. Word count: 297 |
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