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My Friend Joss

My friend Joss is an author.  She lives in eastern Canada and today I got to have lunch with her and her friend Christine.  Joss is visiting southern Ontario and happened to be spending part of that time here in Hamilton, hence the opportunity for us to meet.  I have followed Joss’ wordpress site here almost since I started blogging.  Initially it was her poetry and witty, common sense approach to life and events that drew my interest.

Then we discovered we had more than mutual adoration in common; we shared the challenge of coping with and conquering fibromyalgia.  Well conquering is perhaps a little misleading as one never does conquer; one learns to live with and adapt and Joss has done this amazingly well.  It never goes away but it can be tempered and Joss has been flare-up free for almost ten years.  Me?  I have done well since 1986 but I cannot list any particular number of years as being flare-up free however I am continuing to learn and much of that learning has been via Joss.  She talks about it being a journey and that it is and oh my, like any journey it is better because of the folk you meet along the way who provide encouragement and support.

Thank you for your wonderful book Joss and for your personal support!

Her new book ‘What I Know About Fibro’ provides information and inspiration and I encourage anyone who has dealt with pain in any form to read it!

Now please note that below the table has no food on it but I swear we had a delightful lunch!

Mrs. Sparkly’s Ten Commandments: Tag I’m It For the Moment

Judith Baxter at growingyoungereachday.wordpress.com tagged me for Mrs. Sparkly’s Ten Commandments. Now the Commandments part is interesting as it is 10 questions to be answered by the tagee (or is it taggee?) This is probably the most fun award I have seen yet. Then I tag five other bloggers on behalf of Mrs. Sparkly.

I did a search on google for said Mrs. and came upon at least fifty posts from wordpress.com all with a similar title and more than one had the picture to the left.  So I borrowed it hoping that this indeed is Mrs. S.

Now for the Q&A!

1.  Describe yourself in seven wordsPositive Loving Growing Seeking Creative Thoughtful Gentle

2.  What keeps you up at night?  Thoughts Memories Aspirations Fears Creativity.  Sometimes I think it would be wonderful to be able to be awake 24/7 or one of those genius types who sleeps only 3 0r 4 hours but my I do enjoy a good night’s sleep.

3.  Whom would you like to be? Sometimes I feel like I am so many people I am not sure there is room for another which there would have to be if I had to include someone else I would like to be.  I can’t imagine wanting to be someone else besides what would the motivation be?  More – beauty, wealth, success?  To be rid of my problems?   I guess there is none other I would choose to be like.  Now how unimaginative is that?

4.  What are you wearing now?  Blue jeans, purple sweater, black socks.  Nuts when I first read Judith’s post and I saw this question I told myself to be sure to wear something interesting and or delightful.  Alas I seldom listen to myself and there is little use in creative false description when the fun part of all this is honesty.

5.  What scares you?  Way too much scares me.  I would have thought at this age I would have overcome fear, that I would be so comfortable in my skin and mind and so wonderously philosophical that nothing would scare me.  The biggest thing is fear of failure, fear of not being the best I can be, fear of not grasping the moment.  It is this fear which tries to prevent me from trying new things, from completing some things.  The good news is that it is a fear that grows less and less each day and some days I actually have it on the run!

6.  What are the best and worst things about blogging?  This is sort of two sides of the same coin.  The best is reading all the wonderful blogs out there and so many leave me with a feeling of awe.  The worst is realizing all the talent and fearing I may not measure up and at the same time inspiring me to reach those lofty heights of excellence.

7.  What was the last website you looked at?  Other than googling Mrs. Sparkly it would be the kitchensgarden.wordpress. com.  I feel driven, and yes that is the only word possible to describe this need to read every word Celi has written.  I started with her first post and am about half way through.  I randomly read posts past and present of all my favs but this is different and I can’t quite explain it.  Maybe I will be able to once I finish.

8.  If you could change one thing about yourself what would it be?  Well I am sure if you read all of the above you will know my answer to this one.  Why I would be the bravest soul on earth!  No Fear!

9.  Slankets, yes or no?  I’ll bet this is most searched word lately and the answer is a ‘No’

10.  Tell us something about the person who tagged you.  Now that is pure pleasure.  Judith Baxter is an incredible person living in New Zealand who lives truly by her words, ‘I choose how I will spend the rest of my life.’  I don’t think Judith would even recognize the word retirement.  She is active, volunteering with Hospice, consulting, treasuring her family and learning every day.  I have told her previously I see her as the very classy Jessica J.B. Fletcher although she gives no indication of solving multiple murders on a weekly basis.

Now I must tag five others and have chosen people whose answers most interest me.

Celi at thekitchensgarden.wordpress.com      Winsomebella.wordpress.com                      Joss at crowingcrone.wordpress.com              Barbfroman.wordpress.com                     Colleen at bikecolleenbrown.wordpress.com

Oh I just thought of 5 or 50 more!

*thanks to Photobucket for images!

I sit here looking at my warming soothing ….

I sit here looking at my warming soothing fireplace, somewhat disconcerted because this was to be a go getum kind of day. Instead it is a day of naps, reading blogs and watching fav movies, which so far have included Ghost and The Blind Side.

It occurred to me that it is okay to succumb to lethargy and snuggling today. Physically, emotionally and spiritually I am drained and now I see today as a day to recharge. Batteries only recharge when plugged in and at rest.
I wasn’t sure I was even capable of a post.

But then my friend Katherine Gordy Levine at emotfit.wordpress.com responded to my ‘I asked for wisdom’ post with this:

“Reminds me of my favorite line from the movie The Field of Dreams.

Some days you win.
Some days you lose.
Some days it rains.

My mother raised me on a number of sayings. Two were: “If wishes were horses, beggars would ride.” and “Nothing ventured, nothing gained. ”

As she often does Katherine got me thinking about sayings we we raised on way back when in the middle of the last century, and that took me to thoughts of my Dad. I have written about my Mom and others, and although I was always closer to my Dad I have not yet felt ready to share him with y’all quite yet. But sayings we had a’plenty.

A WORD FITLY SPOKEN is like pitchers of silver and apples and gold, the source of course being the bible. Dad had us repeat those words whenever we argued with each other, and chose to ignore the fact it was recited in a pouty grump of a voice. It must have worked as we all speak pretty decently to folk and adulthood seems to have taken care of our need to argue. We all genuinely like each other in addition to the required sibling love and socialize often.

Every ‘goodnight daddy see you tomorrow was met with, “if the good Lord is willin’

Mom’s frequent saying was, ‘You made your bed, now you have to lie in it.’. I had to give this one lots of thought because it seemed to me that I lie in my bed whether I made it or not. Some things I spent a lot of time figuring out I wasn’t the sharpest knife in the drawer.

In the winter with five kids in and out a lot it was: ‘Close the door we’re not heating up the outside.’

Well now I could stretch my mind for more nuggets of the past but will settle for the night and get this posted before my midnight. I’m still kicking around the 365challenge but not sure what one field or area I could blog on 365 of anything…I mean 366challenge.

2011 The Last Hurrah

As I read the last of the year posts by my buddies at WordPress I marvel at all they have accomplished and their memories of 2011 which then prompted me to look at my own adventures. My year, like most, included events that were happy, sad, miraculous, mundane, motivational and the odd time downright irritating, and or downright silly. All in all I am not sad to be bidding adieu to the year as a whole.

So in as few words as possible and as many languages as possible (just to make sure you get the message 2011:

 

Goodbye – English

creole- ba bye

Farewell – English (formal)

Bye – English (casual)

totsiens / tot siens – Afrikaans (standard)

tot weersiens – Afrikaans (informal)

tot wederom – Afrikaans (informal)

wederdom – Afrikaans (informal)

koebaai – Afrikaans (informal; derived from English “Good-Bye”)

ghoebaai – Afrikaans (informal; derived from English “Good-Bye”)

baai – Afrikaans (informal; derived from English “Bye”)

arriewarie – Afrikaans (informal; folk etymology from “Au revoir“)

tatta / tata – Afrikaans (children’s language)

vaarwel – Afrikaans (formal)

elalleqa – Arabic

khodaa haafez _ persian

aabar dekha hobey – Bengali

Donadagohvi – Cherokee

Hagoonea’ – Navajo

Ahoj – Czech

Ja ne /

・カ・・・ヒ (informal) – Japanese

Ja mata ne /

・カ・・・ワ・ス・ヒ (formal) – Japanese

Sayonara /

・ウ・・・ネ・・ (if you will not see them for a long time) – Japanese

Auf Wiedersehen – German

Bis dann – German

Tschüss – German

Ade – German

Tschau – German

Bis Spater (Bis Schpaater)- German

Viszlát! – Hungarian

Arrivederci – Italian

Addio – Italian

Ciao – Italian

Buona sera – Italian

Adieu – French [add-ee-uh] (farewell) very formal

Au Revoir – French (aw reh-VWAH)

À bientôt – French (see you later)(ah bee-EN-toe)

À demain – French (see you tomorrow)(ah deh-MAN)

Hejdå – Swedish

Aloha – Hawaiian

Le’hitraot – Hebrew

Shalom – Hebrew

Aavajo – Gujarati

Punha Bhetu – Marathi

Sampai Jumpa – Indonesian

Adios – Spanish

Paalam – Filipino

Zai Jian – Chinese, Mandarin

Zoi Geen (the “g” is pronounced like geek) – Chinese, Cantonese

Farvel – Danish

Namaste (same as hello) – Hindi ( this video shows you how to pronounce namaste: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FXlcpjgyrOg )

Fir Milenge (see you) – Hindi

Alvida (Goodbye, bit formal) – Hindi

Ayo – Papiamentu

Rub Rakha – Punjabi

Feri bhetaula (lit. we’ll meet again) – Nepali

Do zobaczenia (see you) – Polish

Żegnaj – Polish

Adeus – Portuguese

Tchau – Portuguese

Do svidan’ya/До Свидания (until we meet again, formal)- Russian

Poka/Пока (pronounced pa-ka, informal) – Russian

Do vstrechi/До Встречи (until we meet again) – Russian

Selamat jalan – Malay

Selamat tinggal – Malay

Tot ziens – Dutch

Dag – Dutch

Doei – Dutch

????

– Chinese

Yasou (YAH-soo) – Greek

Hwyl fawr – Welsh

Annyeonghi Kyeseyo(if the person you’re talking to isn’t leaving) – Korean

Anyeonghi Gasyeo(if the person you’re talking to is leaving) – Korean

Näkemiin (See you) – Finnish

Hyvästi (Farewell) – Finnish

Hasta La Vista (see you later) – Spanish

Adios – Spanish

Te veo despues – Spanish

Vale- Latin (to one person)

Valete- Latin (to more than one person)

La revedere – Romanian

Veloma – Malagasy

Sige la – Pangasinan

Khuda Hafiz – Urdu

zai jian – Chinese

Ha det bra – Norwegian

Ha det – Norwegian

Sees – Norwegian

Snakkes – Norwegian

Vida parayunnu – Malayalam

Vidaiperukiren – Tamil (very formal, in fact no one uses this)

Ok maams – Tamil (very informal, use with mates only)

Poitu Vaarein (Taking leave but will visit again)- Tamil (standard fare)

Vaarein (Will come again) – Tamil short for Poitu Vaarein

Slan – Irish

Aavajo – Gujarati

Чао – Macedonian

Doviđenja – Croatian (litteraly means “Until we see again”)

Bog – Croatian ( litteraly means “God”, but can be pronounced Bok! so it is differencianised from the word “God”)

Ćao – Croatian ( Primarily used in Coastal Croatia, because of it location very close to Italy, where you would say “Ciao” and the prounanciation of Ciao and Ćao are similar, if not the same)

Mattae Sigona – Kannada (Used for meet you again sometime)

Chao – Serbian/Bulgarian

Nawatha hamu wemu – Sinhalese (This means “Catch you later”)

Subha dawasak – Sinhalese (This means “Have a nice day”)

Nasvidenje – Slovene (Formal)

Adijo – Slovene (Bye)

Čav – Slovene (Also čao and is pronounced as italian ciao

 

Thanks to: http://www.wikihow.com/Say-Goodbye-in-Several-Different-Languages

Comes That Time of Year

Comes That Time of the Year

I have been enjoying reading all the blogs on WordPress, or at least as many as I can manage, particularly those of my BB’s (blogging buddies), as most are tallying up, evaluating, assessing and reviewing all they have achieved either in life during the last twelve months or in their pledge of commitment to WordPress Postadaychallenge or Postaweekchallenge.  It is the reviewing and the assessing that helps us set our goals for the next year and gives us a sense of accomplishment for our efforts.  It’s an opportunity to perhaps brag a bit or pat ourselves on the back and I am amazed at what I have learned from my comrades-in-type and impressed that I sort of hang around with the best of the best.  Some of you have taken up the Postaday2011 Challenge Questions and I confess that I am joining the pack for no other reason than to celebrate the ‘us’ of it all.

Unlike many of you I did not reach my goal of 365, not because of writer’s block or lack of material but because the presence of mind simply wasn’t there.  It may have been because of personal upheaval (Lord knows there was lots of that this year) or just too dang tired.  Declaring there was not enough time simply didn’t cut it as proved by 5 Minute Fridays.  Five minutes is never too much to ask, and as long as it is clear it is a twelfth of the hour attempt all is forgiven.

So to recognize WordPress.com for all their support and encouragement:

1)      WHY DID YOU START THE POSTADAY/WEEK CHALLENGE?  I was new to blogging and started with WordPress at the encouragement of MB my daughter-in-law who thought my tales would be of interest to others. I chose Postaday for structure and to gain experience.

2)      DESCRIBE THE STATE OF YOUR BLOG AT THE TIME OF THE CHALLENGE.  Raw is the only word that comes to mind.  I think I started in December and posted once.  It wasn’t much and many of my first blogs did not include tags or categories.  It takes me awhile to find my way around techie things!

3)      HOW DID YOUR BLOG EVOLVE OVER THE COURSE OF THE CHALLENGE?  Well the easiest answer to that is that it grew from being tentative observations to embracing ideas, memories, and recognition of events including acknowledging others in the WP family.  Themes began to emerge which I would like to strengthen this coming year.

4)      DID YOU POST AS OFTEN AS YOU HAD HOPED?  WHY OR WHY NOT? No I sure did not.  Weekends away were skipped and in this last two weeks of the year my dedication slipped as I became preoccupied with other things.

5)      WHAT TYPE OF BLOGGING STRATEGY WORKS BEST FOR YOU?  Definitely looking at what is going on in the moment and framing it for presentation.  I have found first thing in the morning is best as my mind is fresher then.  Since my mornings have become more structured since August it would mean starting before my day begins and I have had some difficulty achieving this.

6)      IF YOU COULD GO BACK TO THE BEGINNING WHAT WOULD YOU DO DIFFERENTLY?  I guess there is nothing as what I have learned was a part of the growth for the year.  Even the techie stuff.

7)      WHAT ARE YOU MOST PROUD OF ACCOMPLISHING THIS YEAR?  Hmm.  Definitely the enriched relationships I have developed. People in word who become part of my heart, my family.  Joss Burnel my Crowing Crone, Judith Baxter, who is growingyoungereachday my down under friend, Val Erde and Pat Cegan for inspiration and encouragement, Tricia at the domesticfringe, Elizabeth at Mirth and Motivation, Paul Johnson The Good Greatsby.

8)      NAME 3 GREAT BLOGS YOU HAVE DISCOVERED THROUGH THE CHALLENGE.  Wow keeping to 3 is very difficult but certainly Susan Castle at susanthecoach.wordpress.com whose experience and ability to succeed amazed and motivates me.  My friend Mark at redriverpak.wordpress.com whose humor and journey gives me strength and who is my idol (hmm guess that is my American Idol hehehe), and Colleen at bikecolleen.wordpress.com who seems very brave in all things.

9)      WHAT SURPRISED YOU ABOUT THE CHALLENGE?  Definitely how quickly so many people/bloggers became important to me.  Many who don’t even know I exist.  I was also surprised at the wealth of knowledge out there.  If I could read fast enough I would read everyone.

10)   WHAT ADVICE WOULD YOU GIVE TO THOSE WHO WANT TO BLOG REGULARLY?  Do it.  Don’t think about an audience, just do it for you own self-expression.  Be sure to tag your work and reply to every comment and acknowledgement.  Also read and comment on other blogs.  You know how much work you do to post so you know that to show appreciation or recognition of others is equally important.

11)   WHAT ARE YOUR BLOGGING GOALS FOR 2012?  Do it.  Fine tune.  Organize. Read Read Read.

A little wisdom from Erma Bombeck to whose list I would only add…blog blog blog and be sincere.

If I Had My Life To Live Over

by Erma Bombeck

The following was written by the late Erma Bombeck
after she found out she had a fatal disease.

 

If I had my life to live over, I would have talked less and listened more.

I would have invited friends over to dinner even if the carpet was stained and the sofa faded.

I would have eaten the popcorn in the ‘good’ living room and worried much less about the dirt when someone wanted to light a fire in the fireplace.

I would have taken the time to listen to my grandfather ramble about his youth.

I would never have insisted the car windows be rolled up on a summer day because my hair had just been teased and sprayed.

I would have burned the pink candle sculpted like a rose before it melted in storage.

I would have sat on the lawn with my children and not worried about grass stains.

I would have cried and laughed less while watching television – and more while watching life.

I would have shared more of the responsibility carried by my husband.

I would have gone to bed when I was sick instead of pretending the earth would go into a holding pattern if I weren’t there for the day.

I would never have bought anything just because it was practical, wouldn’t show soil or was guaranteed to last a lifetime.

Instead of wishing away nine months of pregnancy, I’d have cherished every moment and realized that the wonderment growing inside me was the only chance in life to assist God in a miracle.

When my kids kissed me impetuously, I would never have said, “Later. Now go get washed up for dinner.”

There would have been more “I love you’s”.. More “I’m sorrys” …

But mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute… look at it and really see it … live it…and never give it back.

© Erma Bombeck  

(YAWN) And Another Day Passes WHA?

 

(YAWN) And Another Day Passes WHA???


Perhaps I have been in a dream for the last few days and have revived long enough to post…something, never before having vacated my keyboard for such a long time.  It certainly doesn’t look good for a devoted postaday2011 participant to not postaday.

I could say the hustle and bustle of the season has me otherwise occupied, and that I am baking, shopping, wrapping, singing, decorating.   Something that would sound legit and noble all at the same time.

Alas the sad truth is that my nimble, flying across the key board fingers have been engaged in one activity, that being the flying across knitting needles.  I have but one major gift to complete and normally as I tend to amble along the path of crafty creation, such a venture would take months normally.  Truth be told, and you know I am always truthful mostly, I actually bought the materials a few months ago.  There was a big sale my sister hauled me to in September.  She is not only the crafty one..I means the craftsman or crafts woman of the family, she actually completes what she starts in good time.  Hmm which may explain why her marriage has lasted four plus decades and my attempts at such institution have….but I digress.

I expect that if I could get my….together I could accomplish all things desired but for now …aw heck I will aim at the new year to deal with my procrastination..

Now I am not free of my literary hauntings as there are posts begging to be, well posted.  My review of 11/22/63 is getting less patient each day it is delayed but as I wish to do it justice it will wait.  And I am so dying to do an endearing post on the only proper version of Dickens Christmas Carol/Scrooge, the one with Alistair Sims, which I watched the other night which I have entitled ‘Cut me throat and tear me liver if I be lying.’. I love that line so much it could be no other. And then there is the hilarious one about a Christmas gift to the postman who…nope can’t do it now.  It just has to wait.

My friend, Procrastination, has taken complete control so my focus remains singular…knit..knit..knit.  If I conquer this baby by The 24th there will be no stopping me in what I can achieve!

Two people I think about all the time though…

a dear blogger in Bulgaria of all places Patrecia at 

and my own hero Mark facing what could be the best or worst surgery of his life at redriverpak.wordpress.com

If you have a couple extra prayers or well wishes do send their way.

I have a whole bunch of folk I could ask for but right now these guys are a good place to start.

11 Famous Successes That Stemmed From Failure

I have seen this list a number of times and find it inspiring and then forget about it, so am putting it front and center
11 Famous Successes that Stemmed from Failure
Peter Legge

http://www.healthywealthynwise.com

The pursuit of success is full of some failures. In fact,
the more we fail, the greater our success. History is
chock-a-block full of people who might never have made a
success of their lives without some big challenges.
See if you can figure out who’s who in these descriptions.
(Answers found at the bottom.)
A.) He failed the sixth grade and was defeated in every
single election for public office until he became Prime
Minister at the young age of 62.
B.) He was booed from the podium when he first released his
ideas, and was considered an outcast by his peers and the
scientific community.
C.) In the first year of her contract, she was dropped by
her producers because they thought she was unattractive and
couldn’t act.
D.) He did not speak until he was four years old, and
couldn’t read until he was seven. His parents thought he
was “sub-normal.” He was expelled from school and his
teachers described him as “mentally slow, unsociable and
adrift forever in foolish dreams.”
E.) He was fired after his first performance at the Grand
Ole Opry and told by the manager, “You ain’t going nowhere
son, you otta go back to driving a truck.”
F.) She was broke, living on welfare, severely depressed,
divorced and a single mother while attending school and
attempting to write her first novel.
G.) After a screen test, the memo from the director read,
“can’t act, can’t sing, slightly bald, can dance…a
little.”
H.) A professor suggested he drop out of the English
department and college altogether. At his very first job,
he was paid in cases of shaving cream, soda and nail
clippers. His first book was rejected by 27 publishers
before printers accepted it.
I.) Enduring a rough and often abusive childhood, she faced
numerous career setbacks including being fired from her
first job because she was unfit for TV.
J.) He was told by Emperor Ferdinand that his operas were
“far too noisy” and contained “far too many notes.”
K.) They said he was too small and didn’t skate well
enough. Yet, he set the standard for grit, courage, skill
and humility.
Answers:
A) Winston Churchill; B) Sigmund Freud; C) Marilyn Monroe;
D) Albert Einstein; E) Elvis Presley; F) J.K. Rowling; G)
Fred Astaire; H) Dr. Seuss; I) Oprah Winfrey; J) Wolfgang
Mozart; K) Stan “Steamer” Smyl – Vancouver Canucks.
If you never fail, you’ll never succeed.

More Questions Than Answers

Mommy Dearest

More Questions Than Answers

I happened to be leafing through one of those supermarket rags the other day.  You know the ones that claim Angelina Jolie is really wicked, Jennifer Aniston will never recover from Brad, the Kardashians are actually people of importance and George Clooney is truly in love this time.

These things have not changed in the decades since rags became reading material but what has changed is children.  Most notably ‘star’ children – and a suspicious number of twins who are ‘star’ children.

There are whole sections of magazines devoted to toddler fashion declaring that Jennifer Garner’s child out fashions Sarah Jessica’s.

And the one thing in common with all the smiling parents is how much they adore their children, or out adore compared to others.  The sign of good parenthood is no longer teaching, guiding, or God forbid, disciplining.  It’s all about adoration.  And it is not just the stars but those more common folk who mimic fake magazine people; in fashion, food and music who are into the whole adoring thing.

So just a few questions that come to mind:

1)       When your children are grown and they are not the center of everyone else’s universe will you make provisions to hire an Adorer because in time, a very short time you Tom Cruise, Nicole Kidman, Sarah…Jennifer..etc etc are going to get pretty sick and tired of giving, giving, giving?

2)      When you are spending your life adoring your children are you going to invest in bubble wrap to protect their poor psyches from a cruel and harsh world that might actually expect them think of something other than themselves?

3)      How will we gauge who the better adoring parent is?  Could it be by smiles, gifts?  Or could it be by how they turn out?  I guess we would need a standard, a gold standard for that.  Paris Hilton comes to mind. And Lindsay Lohen. And……

4)      When you have praised every word, every action, every little burp, how are you going to continue the praise when there is nothing left?  Perhaps complimenting what isn’t there…’Good for you that you do not have an extra toe..that’s a good girl and at 23 I don’t think you will ever develop one.’

5)      If push comes to shove will you sacrifice your own self-respect to make your child feel good about themselves?  ‘Oh you are so wonderful, much more than I am.  I am so lucky to have you, blessed by your very presence.’

I can only hope that all these babies of adoration will someday live in their own city, perhaps called Centerville so that all the real children who learn that you have to actually earn points by hard work, that life is hard but can be mastered and that not everyone is going to like you let alone adore you, can get on with their life in the real world.  Children, who will know that in spite of hardship they are loved, and that adoration is nothing, except a façade setting up unrealistic expectations for these wee ones.

Besides, all that smiling and reporters saying, “He/She adores their little one so much.  It is proof how well loved they are.”  Adoration has never been an indicator of love and too much smiling just makes me wonder how many Mommy Dearest books are waiting to be written.

The Pain of Wisdom

The Pain of Wisdom

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There have been moments in the last year or two in which I have impressed myself mightily with my Wisdom Quotient or Content or whatever the correct term is, if indeed there is a term at all.  The thing is that I have found myself becoming wiser.

It started I believe sometime in my forties when for one moment I was trying to think laboriously about something in discussion when, poof, words of wisdom just fell from my lips almost as though I knew what I was talking about.  Well, thought I that was nice.  Then it began to happen more frequently and I decided perhaps it was Mother Nature’s way of giving back a little when she mercilessly began to strip away my youth.  Well this is darn nice!

Eventually I caught on that this had something to do with experience and I found this very thrilling as experience I had – in so many things.

Within my closest group of friends I noticed our chatter took on matters of wisdom, opinions founded in experience and it was a very heady experience.  It almost felt like adolescence where all of a sudden you know everything and anyone over a certain age knows nothing.  You know that sort of special feeling, except rather than just anyone older not knowing anything, the ignorant included young and old alike; anyone, anywhere, not in the ‘in crowd’ which really meant all non-menopausal creatures of the planet.

But then I began to notice that our conversations turned more and more to aches and pains and what the latest medication of the day was, and our observations of society and all within were turning into gripes and complaints and we were sounding more like, grumpy old folk! Yikes!

Now I have taken a closer look at wisdom and the perception of the world.  I can see it on the horizon, you know where you say something you think is brilliant, and the family just pats you on the shoulder and says, ‘right Ma’ with just a hint of patronization. (Please note they have never called me Ma, but I see it fast approaching).

I am seriously looking at ‘wisdom indicators’ and realize the next chance to be considered wise is at 102 when the evening news does a story on your birthday and every word out of your mouth is a treasure, largely because the population as a whole is amazed you can even utter a word at that age.

“Say can you tell us to what you attribute your old age?”

“Well,” I squeak out, “mostly drinkin heavily, smokin and makin rude comments to the world.” (When you get to the age of being called ‘Ma’ you naturally drop the letter g from words.)

Oh yes, I almost forgot my point on the Pain of Wisdom.  When you are truly wise, when you know it all, when you can solve anything with just a word, you learn to keep your mouth shut.  That, my friends, is the pain of wisdom for which there is one cure and one cure only.  Blog away.  Be smart, funny, wise, cranky and somewhere, somehow you might pass on all that accumulated wisdom.

When Going Gets Tough, The …uh Well I

When the Going Gets Tough ….I think I’ll

Wait.  That’s right my friends.  I find just waiting it out works most of the time.  None of this ‘the tough get going’.  I suppose when I was younger and had more energy the  ‘get going’ part was easier.  Inspiring and energizing even.  But oh my, now just waiting it out seems smarter.

 

The saying is attributed by some to Joseph Kennedy, legendary father to President John F. Kennedy (1888-1969) and to Knute Rockne who was a football player and a pretty smart man (one of his most famous sayings was, ‘Win this one for the Gipper which was famously used throughout early era movies.)

 

Now the idea is that when difficult situations arise, people of strong character don’t just lie around and complain but get going to solve the problem, which is fine for all you energy sodden folk.

 

I used to take the need to get going rather seriously but with the wisdom that comes with years I have discovered most things either resolve themselves or at least present a clearer easier solution when considered.  Sometimes old-fashioned ‘pondering’, which, is pretty low energy requirement, works much better.  Leaves the mind open to possibilities.

 

Getting going is such an aggressive approach, even more than the mighty oak which is less aggressive but more resistant, and I prefer to act more like the willow tree gently bending in the winds of life.

 

See there I go again making it sound like I know what I’m doing; that in the spice rack of life I am sage (get it? Get it?  Sage/wisdom/smart)

 

Sometimes it is a wait and ponder situation, and sometimes when events are moving quickly and you fear you have lost control, just picture yourself in a tiny round silver saucer sleigh, hanging on firmly to the handles flying down the slippery slope of life, eyes closed, waiting to stop and having faith that you will survive the journey.  No point in worrying after all there is more than one way to win a battle, be the victor, skin a cat,…well you get the idea.