Mildly daft
I need to start thinking about sleep because the bell will ring at 5:45 and it will feel early early early. But it's only 9:30 and this night owl fights sleep with jedi tricks of the mind and besides I need to do my invoicing, I don't get paid without invoicing, though lordy, I really don't like bookkeeping I might even use early sleep as an excuse to avoid it. Just FYI, I'm taking applications for a manservant who can keep books and doesn't mind giving the occasional head massage and can run about and buy new technology when things like modems die in the middle of the day - like today, fiddlesticks. Interested? You can click here and here and here for more details on various duties.
Today was a Wednesday that felt like a Tuesday except there are in fact only 2 workdays left instead of 3 so I guess I can't trust my feelings after all. I'm currently sitting in a ridiculous position, feet up on the table, hands nearly in the air, keyboard perched precariously somewhere in the middle. No reason except I was bored of normal sitting. Like an audition for an entry into the Ministry of Silly Walks except, umm, for Silly Sits (you should really click that link and watch it. really).
I don't have much in my head today. Only a nod to a good few days. Days when there is perspective and a strong capacity for understanding, when the Something More of life seems not so hidden from view and I have a proper outlet for energy, like Spinning, an activity which makes me fling sweat everywhere (luv) and which I can do because after weeks of sickness my energy is back at full throttle hallelujah. This makes for good days, I'm not really that hard to please.
Perhaps it helps that today I could finally open my windows, that after 2 weeks of Roofers and Window Fixer Men peering in my home and breathing and cursing in Russian and Spanish and Neanderthal a mere 2 feet away on the other side of my blinds I could finally go about my business voyeur-free. Thanks to the good ol' BC Rain that kept them out of the workforce. I am not a girl who is made to live in a windowless home. I need a view even if the view is a brokendown bank parking lot and a parade of angry people who are having financial difficulties.
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Here's a quote from Mr. Cesar Millan aka the Dog Whisperer: "When you discipline you don't feel drained. When you punish you feel drained."
Sure he was talking about dogs but that works just as well when you think about your relationship with yourself or your kids or anyone else in your life for that matter. Punishment is a bitch that puts bad energy out in the world and sucks the life out of both giver and receiver. There is no kindness in punishment and it certainly doesn't encourage change. Discipline on the other hand, rather essential to growth, contains within it respect for both the process and receiver.
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Righto. Today tips over on the trivial side of the scale but the trivial is 3/4 of life so it deserves a fair shake really.
Peace, people.
t.
Today was a Wednesday that felt like a Tuesday except there are in fact only 2 workdays left instead of 3 so I guess I can't trust my feelings after all. I'm currently sitting in a ridiculous position, feet up on the table, hands nearly in the air, keyboard perched precariously somewhere in the middle. No reason except I was bored of normal sitting. Like an audition for an entry into the Ministry of Silly Walks except, umm, for Silly Sits (you should really click that link and watch it. really).
I don't have much in my head today. Only a nod to a good few days. Days when there is perspective and a strong capacity for understanding, when the Something More of life seems not so hidden from view and I have a proper outlet for energy, like Spinning, an activity which makes me fling sweat everywhere (luv) and which I can do because after weeks of sickness my energy is back at full throttle hallelujah. This makes for good days, I'm not really that hard to please.
Perhaps it helps that today I could finally open my windows, that after 2 weeks of Roofers and Window Fixer Men peering in my home and breathing and cursing in Russian and Spanish and Neanderthal a mere 2 feet away on the other side of my blinds I could finally go about my business voyeur-free. Thanks to the good ol' BC Rain that kept them out of the workforce. I am not a girl who is made to live in a windowless home. I need a view even if the view is a brokendown bank parking lot and a parade of angry people who are having financial difficulties.
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Here's a quote from Mr. Cesar Millan aka the Dog Whisperer: "When you discipline you don't feel drained. When you punish you feel drained."
Sure he was talking about dogs but that works just as well when you think about your relationship with yourself or your kids or anyone else in your life for that matter. Punishment is a bitch that puts bad energy out in the world and sucks the life out of both giver and receiver. There is no kindness in punishment and it certainly doesn't encourage change. Discipline on the other hand, rather essential to growth, contains within it respect for both the process and receiver.
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Righto. Today tips over on the trivial side of the scale but the trivial is 3/4 of life so it deserves a fair shake really.
Peace, people.
t.
posted by traceyj at 9:16 PM
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