Monday, 4 January 2016

Week 52: Complete Multiple Acts of Service

As a final exercise, I offer you this one, designed to have you mindfully engage in multiple acts of service this week. Start this right away and make it a serious practice throughout the week. These do not have to be big at all.

By now, I hope you see that opportunities to do something kind, nice, generous and thoughtful are readily available to us. Complete some for family, for friends, for strangers. Perform them spontaneously and plan some in advance.

The key thing here, the absolutely most important thing, is that you perform these acts for the reward you get doing them, not as a down payment on future favors you expect to be performed for you.

As a final journal exercise, go back and read your entire journal with a highlighter pen in hand. Highlight the actions, thoughts, and expressions that stand out for you now. Review these regularly in the next 52 weeks, and for each 52 weeks that follow.

Sunday, 3 January 2016


It's the third day of the New Year and the first day I am updating this blog. Well, my year of updating every day is over. But I do want to write in this from time to time, to check in and tell y'all how I'm doing.

Today in the car, driving to pick up the cleaners and deposit them at my father's I had a revelation about certain resentments I had been harbouring. I realise that I have tunnel vision and when I'm feeling badly used, I forget or choose to ignore all the nice things those same people did for me. 

Anyway, today I woke up in time to take the dogs for a walk (or in the case of Sylvie and Stella, a run). So got some morning exercise, the dogs got some morning exercise...and I was in time to pick up Rose and Jane for once (rather than keeping them waiting; once I kept them waiting so long that Jane got a migraine).

So this year, I look at my bookshelf and despair. I have bought so many books because they were "good" and at some point I wanted to read them...this year I think I'll set myself targets for what to read during a particular month.

In the month of January for instance, I plan to read Joan Didion's White Album (I'm halfway through now), Barry Lopez's Arctic Dreams, E.F. Schumacher's Small is Beautiful, Milan Kundera's Art of the Novel, the biography of Flaubert (I have three biographies on hand - one on Flaubert, one on EF Schumacher and one on Charlotte Bronte - I do so want to know if she tried to have an affair with her French professor). I realise that my whole list consists of non-fiction. And I love fiction. Let's see...Flannery O'Connor's A Good Man is Hard to Find. So there, that's my list. And as I complete them, I will write about the books here. And anything else I want to accomplish this year.

The kittens are creating a racket - they're hyper in the morning because I am here to watch them. I think they perform "naughty kitties" for my benefit. I need to clean up their litter. This morning I was careless, and Elliott ate their food up.

I need to give Elliott a bath, and spray the other two with Frontline. We are waging a war against ticks. They seem to have broken out with a glory suited for better things. 

I posted off four letters today. Because yesterday was quite a productive day; four letters written, cancelled my Maxis broadband (I had upgraded to Maxis fibre months ago, and continued to pay for both because I was too lazy to cancel my broadband - but I will get one last bill from them), bought a box of mineral water (yippee! I feel rich when I have lots of drinking water on-site), made address tags for my letters (finally!), bought some pens (of course), some broccoli (I am feeding the dogs vegetables along with their meat these days; which reminds me, I have to take their food out of the freezer to defrost).

So you can's off to a busy start.

I am glad that Rose and Jane are coming to clean this place today. It is in sore need of it.

Thursday, 31 December 2015

Happy New Year's Eve

Well, hope y'all had a great year folks. And we, meaning me, hope you enjoyed my year of updating this blog every day.

Perhaps, I will continue. Perhaps not.

Whatever it is, I enjoyed doing this...for me, for you, for everyone who reads and took courage or hope from these words or pictures or videos.

See you on the other side of the Rapture!

Wednesday, 30 December 2015

Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas

Yes, I know it's over. But I stumbled across this late. And I couldn't resist. And there are after all, 12 days of Christmas. How great are these tenors from Samoa, huh?

Tuesday, 29 December 2015

Find It

Find the positivity. Find the grace. Find it and hold it and cling to it like it is your lifeline and only breath of air before everything sinks. Find the silver linings. Hold them in your lungs and search for them in the bubbles and rubble of all that pours down around you. Find the bright spot in the dark clouds, listen for the sounds of the birds when the winds pick up and tear down the house around you.  It is there, shhh, it is there, it is always there and it is waiting for you to reach out with both hands, bloody and shaking, and hold tight to it like it is the last thing you will ever learn how to let go. Find the glory, the glory we can endure that defines who we become. That it has never been about the punches we can throw, but the punches we can absorb and still stand up from. It is the standing up, it has always been the standing up and the refusal to lie still and quiet as the numbers count towards ten and the knockout becomes complete.

Rise my soul, rise through the flame and the ash, rise through the waters that fill the spaces under your arms as they crawl toward your throat. Rise and find the grace, for it is all around you.

Find it. Find the grace.

chasers of the light: poems from the typewriter series (Tyler Knott Gregson)