Glad Game: We happened across a friend on the street. I automatically waved. Both of those are good and that I didn’t crumple from sudden shoulder movement. It was more of a salute until the shoulder hit a wall 3/4 lifted, but still, that’s farther than its been for I don’t know how many weeks.
Book was ordered. I shipped it. I didn’t charge enough for postage so griped and then life dropped a toonie at our feet for my troubles. I tell you, it’s hard to keep a good kvetch going sometimes.
Let there be light and there was and it was good: the basement window which was boarded over when we got our place has now been unboarded and it admits light and air. That brightens it up down there.
Halloos received from a few friends. That’s rather nice.
Muffins in the mailbox. That sure never happened in condo life. In a condo it had all the isolation of being a hermit and none of the advantages of quiet or privacy. Being on the ground again has all kinds of unexpected perks like new lovely neighbours.
Sister Teresa of Proces Constituent in Catalan Spain is thinking of bigger boxes that better social policy and more self-determination can fit in.
The Ottawa Public Library has another lineup of poetry workshops
Oh, and I’ve been reminded that not everyone is on twitter or FB and the blogs go where some of them don’t. It’s kind of counterintutive since there’s more interaction at the FB and Twitter but yes, I should mention here as well, a recording of Literary Landscape is archived at my author site.
That caught was thanks to plan C: the recording by Hubby At Home Manoeuvre. Not much of the time, not the majority of the time, but every now and then, intentions turn out. How about that.
I like the sentiment of the quote below, even if it’s kind of right and wrong. Expecting perfection and professional to be synonymous and that there is a place where one’s learning and curiosity stops while skills keep right on going seems misguided and not entirely benign. At the same time, much is lost by giving up too soon, by “good enough” and starting to call it in. And everything is a skill. Learning itself and teaching are skills. All is acquired. Even, I’ve heard, patience.
Quote: “Amateurs practice until they get it right; professionals practice until they can’t get it wrong” ~ quote investigator says a variant of it went to 1902 to school superintendent George W. Loomis
Times passes. It seems more digital than analogue sometimes. We’re not at the mid-90s in temperature, yet, but it’s undeniably warm weather. Finally it is starting. I’ve been going through photo albums.
We should totally reenact this, or maybe do it at the local beach in an odd time lapse.
There may only ever be this moment of now but there are so very many of them. Egad, already it is Wednesday. Wordless, speechless, it keeps on leaving and coming. More speechless than I mustered this morning.
I’ve got a reading tonight at Venus Envy. I’ll be reading at the Grand Finale Voices of Venus with comedian and story-teller Kalyani Pandya. That’s 7:30pm doors, $5 admission, 8pm Venus Envy at Lisgar and Bank. There’s gonna be cupcakes and celebration.
Every change comes with a complex set of outcomes. For example, by fishing for the big fish, it pressures the advantage of fish coming to sexual maturity while smaller since they won’t live long. Salmon or trout don’t get larger not only because they are killed too soon but because the littler ones aren’t bottlenecked to not survive.
If you give people the freedom from taboos of women being controlled in church, not having the right to speak or preach, mandates on their clothes, such as a Baptist church I grew up in, to leave also leaves the good part of the community where there are people who are not exclusively that box.
There’s no pro without a con. Some things are undeniably better, surely in the whole, a tradeoff that’s un upgrade that opens some better options. Or is it just change being better? To be violently closed, group tribal, in favour of guns and the strongest surviving, pro-bullying as making men from boys and showing girls their proper place, also make for fierce ties that protect in-group as much as they fend off out-group. One is never fully free of being outside a sensibility even when having a foot in different ones. The mind can keep its parallels that would conflict if they mixed. But they don’t mix.
It argues against one’s own experience will to say that life is not progressive. We’ve got our bathroom reno almost done. It moved to more order. Groceries get done. Laundry. This is a domestic progress. It isn’t ambiguous and can’t be called more chaotic or adding cons. Chaos outnumbers pattern. Our pattern recognition is what is salient. Maybe it is only catch less than a percent of anything, seeing the breadcrumb trail and ignoring the forest. There’s a momentum and direction.
“It is a narrow mind which cannot look at a subject from various points of view.”
― George Eliot, Middlemarch: A Study of Provincial Life
“The thing is, it’s very dangerous to have a fixed idea. A person with a fixed idea will always find some way of convincing himself in the end that he is right”
― Atle Selberg
“One’s opinion should only be as strong as one’s knowledge on the matter.”
― Eric Hirzel
For this Thursday 13,
- Part of why I’m doing the 95books in a year challenge is to prioritize time offline. When I pull myself away from the computer, anything can happen, including greater likelihood of going for a walk.
- My brain can run hyper and fragments on too much digital text. It’s like the bullet train compared to walking. It’s more speed than the design load of perception.
- I stooped over to look at the melt puddles of 4 small snow clumps and – without looking to the side where I expected Brian to be –remarked on how it is a huge dinosaur-sized cat track. Naturally it wasn’t Brian there but some lady walking past who looked back at me with that is-she-dangerous-crazy-or-safe-crazy kind of worried look. Sigh. Sense of play, she lacks it.
- a huge list of Oulipo Oulpo techniques
- but these day I’m embarking further into the waters of terza rima. it’s kind of like a polar dip.
- The internet is a world information economy. Is it information or how you spin it? For example, by being a writer who tweets you can automatically boast being an “internationally published author” on twitter.
- There’s fresh way of looking at things, and then there’s just deliberately misleading b.s. or spoofing the jargon and game
- Isn’t fake it until you make it a license to deceive for writers not just rogue doctors?
- 4th grades have a freshness of language, metaphor and vision that we can lose in trying to relate to one another in standard ways
I know a popular author who abhors the works of John Galsworthy, but something in Galsworthy’s rhythm starts up his own desire to write; he alleges that after a few pages of The Forsyte Saga he can hear an “internal hum” which soon turns into sentences and paragraphs; on the other hand, Wodehouse, whom he considers a past master of modern humorous writing, plunges him into such depths of despond about his own performance that he takes care not to read the latest Wodehouse book until he has finished whatever he has in hand. Watch for a while, and see which authors are your meat and which your poison.
Dorothea Brande on Becoming a Writer[p.56-57]
- Everything we think, perceive, say and do is a time capsule.
- Here’s a time capsule of Tennessee Williams and Victor Campbell
- All eras end. “I humbly thank you all, one last time, for allowing me in your homes, I hope I continue to bring a little bit of cheer into your lives from the work I have done.” from the goodnight letter from Stompin’ Tom
Notable Quotable: “Poets of the kind Skaay was have an attention span measured in decades, not in minutes.” ~ Robert Bringhurst via Kim Goldberg
When we put the pumpkins out we assured ourselves that while decorative gourds might be hauled off, a pumpkin of considerable weight would be outside the range of er, your average meddling rodent.
I’m no biologist nor criminologist but this was found in the garden, rolled off the step with bite marks. I suspect… squirrels! Perhaps even en masse, a pack of their little scrawny shoulders united in cooperation to roll their treasure behind the shed to furtively gnaw but dawn, dawn is a watchman with a seemingly random patrol, arriving to surprise those deep in concentration.
Quote: “There is nothing as deceptive as an obvious fact.” ~ Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
Gnomes Memes or Quizzes On the Peace Path Stress/ Relaxation Thirteen Thursday
To get from a High Fretter to A Lower Echelon of Energy Fretter
- Recognize the lack of appropriateness of the wisdom: imagine the worst thing that could happen. This presumes that one can distinguish between the possible and the probable. If this were the case one wouldn’t be in this fix to begin with.
- Mind watch. Cultivate directing an impatience inwards to become bored with self. Become your own disinterested peanut gallery who wants a better show.
- Learn to deal with the peanut gallery within. Not everything is worth considering if it had merit. Call bullshit on self, but gently, and compassionately move on, no berating. Shrug off things as not your responsibility to respond to. Eventually that can spread out to non-equivocal nopes to others and setting firm, fair and loving boundaries to other people.
- Watch your inner patterns. The emotional wings are predictable and net out to no significance. A withering contempt would be counterproductive but an indulgent amusement towards self could go a way towards reinstating a sense a humour.
- Learn the Logical Fallacies and learn to recognize when you’re led off the rails.
- Cultivate cynicism and sarcasm. Comedy is a buoy where there’s choppy resistances of wanting the old patterns and to speedboat out with new ones.
- Learn to body watch of where tension is running thru the body before it caps off in a headache or spasm. Watch it run around like a little squirrel in the cage of skin. Frame it as antics not something to fix. It just is. Watch it play.
- In the sense of buddhist meditation, watch and don’t interfere. Learn by watching and let the system run, except under observation. What are subject triggers? Get under what informs that reactivity. Jot it down and consider it not in the heat of the reaction.
- Learn to say no to yourself. You can think anything but on the clock. 5 minutes maximum. Then sit and deflect the inner toddler who wants attention to its emotional need to cry. Let it cry without taking the whole mind-body with it. Now, we breathe. And in 60 long seconds. In 5 interminable minutes will be soon enough. Increase the amount of time of asking the body and mind to unclench and just breathe.
- Brainwash self with the notion that you set the terms for yourself and for others. As people love mimicry, self also will continue a path unless deflected. Be a good role model for your future self.
- Flatness isn’t scary. It is unfamiliar. And it won’t stay. It won’t kill you. It’s not about cutting out variety but using a wider part of the spectrum. Wait it out.
- People may attack and exhort you to commiserate in jumping on some subject. That’s not your concern. Others choose for themself. Your global plan is to de-escalate the responses.
- Seek out quiet people who you previously didn’t notice who aren’t drama junkies. Watch how they manage daily life without spreading the meme of stress to those around. Maybe they grow tumours instead or maybe they cope giving self better strategies. It’s all about the toolbox and not what happens but diverse strategies of how to respond.
- Observe what adds to physical frazzle and what subtracts. Irregular bedtime, sugar, caffeine, sedentary, sustained focus on outer with no inner, or inner with no outer.
- Remember there’s nothing more depressing than unrelenting cheerfulness and light humour and avoidance of the “negative”. Engage deeply with something or someone.
[13 Thursday. er. I did 15. Apparently I can't count but I'm just going to let that fly under the don't sweat the small conformities category.]
In for a penny, in for 16. I forgot one key thing: make presumptions of one’s ability to handle whatever and recover from whatever in long term resiliency instead of bracing against can’t and thinking of ways to resist and fight what is. One can’t entirely succeed but it draws one back away from living at the red line.
Soundtrack: Let it Go
Quote: “Thought expands, but paralyzes; action animates, but narrows.” ~ Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe