A mostly very normal work-day and family-day, but something occurred to me that was perhaps not normal?
For years I’ve been trying to optimize methods to put less junk into my mind by habit, from negative thoughts to superfluous Internet-read-stuff, and I thought what if there was a Really Simple Method to do this?… Read more
A year of blogging, every single day – how about that? Will I now get rich and famous? Or what are the prospects?
I think first of all it is important to note that it hasn’t been an entire year, only 365 days – or posts. I started 6 December 2016.… Read more
A quieter day where I tried not to work, as promised to Char, and then kept looking for opportunities to do something anyway. Originally I reckoned that I would blog, but I ended up redoing my landing page at my business website in the 1.5 hours or thereabouts I did get of spare time throughout the day.… Read more
We’re still in the other city, just taking walks, washing clothes, shopping and looking after Jay.
And thinking about when and how I can get back to earning money, what’s going to happen with my mother and family, and burning the batteries helping with Jay because Char’s hand is still bad.… Read more
After feeling emotionally in a hole these past days, there is a renewed sense of … some strength. I have had this feeling before that I should not take anything for granted about what is going to happen now.
Like I wrote:
Don’t take anything for granted.
Don’t take for granted that this is the time for my mother to die, and it’s going to be very sad and painful, and everything is going to fall apart.
… Read more
“Beauty is the illumination of your soul.”
― John O’Donohue, Anam Cara: A Book of Celtic Wisdom
In a strange way this quote doesn’t relate directly to the threat of death and sorrow, but indirectly it has very much to do with it.
It makes me feel, as I read it, that Soul exists – that I am Soul.… Read more
I remember once a baby had been killed in car crash near my home. I went to the crossing where it had happened. I was drawn there. It felt so … unjust. That this child had been killed like that.
Some drunk assholes were speeding all through our city. Then they hit the car in front of them.… Read more
A long train-ride home gives you time to think about the essentials of life.
I had deliberately not planned work or even reading, although I did a little of the latter. But Jay behaved nicely and the other passengers behaved nicely, too, and the train was on time.
Still, it felt good to use large stretches of time, aside from talking with Char and holding Jay, to just look out the window and take stock.… Read more
I didn’t do a month of blogging about my subject for my next live-talk about fascinating historical persons – namely ‘the real Robinson Crusoe’ a.k.a. Scottish 18th century sailor, Alex Selkirk.
And now I’m not going to do it. And least not in a streak.
Too many disruptions recently has made me rethink this one, but I am going to use one of the major disruptions positively, namely the loss of Big Photographer Client, for whom I work two days a week plus all the loose change.… Read more