Saturday, 31 December 2011

Resolutions


I have been thinking about New Year Resolutions. Not the usual ones to lose some weight and do better in work, which let's face it, just annoy me, and I don't follow through on. Seems like follow-through is my main weakness. Which makes this blog nothing short of amazing, don't you think? You don't have to agree with me. I'm popping the champagne all by myself. Yay!

So I was thinking of what resolutions to have for the big 2012, end of an era, or life on earth as we know it. And here's what I came up with.

1. Go for a silent retreat.

I talk too much. If not out loud, then in my head. Or on my blog. Or on Facebook. (OK I don't talk much on Twitter because that one hasn't really gripped me by the short and curlies) So some time next year, I need to schedule some time to disappear, all by myself. I only want to go on a silent retreat because at least there, them's the rules. Otherwise, short of holing myself in some cul-de-sac with provisions, I am forced to talk. Mostly answer questions. This being the most popular:

"Miss, what are you doing here alone?"

Enough already.

So quiet time. Next year. Yeah, that's what I'm talking about. Not talking.

2. Learn to suffer fools gladly.

I don't. I have the patience of a mosquito with issues. And as my annoyance level increases, so do my reactions. Delete and block. Email block. Slam down the phone. That sort of thing. 2011 has been a relinquishing of too many relationships I once thought important. The thing about discarding relationships is that without knowing it, my life gets poorer, more poverty-stricken. Richness and colour go out of the palette and everything fades to sepia. And I've always thought sepia is such a sad sort of of colour.

3. Disappoint a salesman.

I let salesmen bully me into making (big) purchases that I did not originally want to go with. And when they don't deliver on whatever they were promising (when eager to make the sale), and I apply some pressure, they react pretty badly. Suddenly, I'm the bad guy. Unreasonable. Demanding. But hey, that's my hard-earned money you're busy counting. Why didn't I cancel when I could have?

So this year, I will. No thank you. I have changed my mind. Thank you for your time.
Let's not send each other Christmas cards. See you in the funny papers.

4. Figure out something (it may be a small thing, but still) that I really, really want to do. And do it, without reference to anyone else, or any feeling of guilt.

5. Write a book. Publish it on lulu. Give it out as a Christmas present.

I actually went to the extent of laying out the pages this year. And then, somehow, I didn't feel like completing the purchase. Something was missing.

6. Make the Creole Christmas cake.

From what I remember I would need brandy, cherry brandy and maybe port. Also that other liquor whose name I can't remember but which I have. And I'd need to make it about three months before Christmas. Or is it 4 months? Give out as Christmas gifts. Lucky people. You're gonna get a book written by moi as well as a Christmas cake drenched in all sorts of mind blowing things.

7. Appoint Feb 29 the new amazing Valentine's Day and send people Feb 29 Valentine Cards. Make my own of course. Oh you lucky people you!

8. Go watch at least one movie a week. I didn't watch no movies this year. Or if I did, I can't remember. So yeah, movies. Lickety split.

9. Keep updating this till May 16. And then we'll see.

It's been a challenge cos like I say, I tend to be famous for sticking to nothing. I'm so teflon about things, it isn't funny. Which is why it's amazing that I've come this far without missing a beat. Or a day. I meant a day.

10. Wake up early. Or at least earlier. Yeah, earlier.

Noon just isn't cutting it for me, y'know?

Friday, 30 December 2011

The Perfect Year



When you're slowly stripped of everything that used to define you, you walk forward unencumbered. And you get to invent yourself all over again.

Nothing lasts.

And that's OK.

Despite it all, it can still be the perfect year.

Thursday, 29 December 2011

My Kingdom for a Unicorn

Are you looking for something, he asked.

Yes, I replied, my eyes raking his merchandise. Unicorns.

He smiled in that embarrassed way one does, when dealing with strange and awkward people who make outlandish requests like it was the most normal thing in the world.

Unicorns are hard to find, he offered.

I know, I said. But your shop says 'whimsical articles'. And you have to admit, unicorns are whimsical.

He smiled again as we backed away from each other politely, the way people do, when they have nothing left to say to each other.

I still want a unicorn. I want to put it in my new car and let it hang there and guard my journey. A beautiful crystal unicorn with its horn gleaming in the sunlight. Or moonlight.

My own unicorn.

My precious.

Wednesday, 28 December 2011

20 Questions That Could Change Your Life

So I drove back from JB yesterday. Early morning drives, with Arnold curled up at the back are nice (as long as I don't fall asleep at the wheel). Traffic was clear all the way through, so I averaged 110-120kph. It was a relatively quick journey, which is how I like 'em.

Back to work, back to work, so I decided to be a good little veggie mite and trawl the net looking for story ideas. I found some. But also...see, the thing about trawling the net is that you get attracted to what you get attracted. Which will not necessarily fit into the paper.

Like this article, I stumbled across, for instance. It was in the February issue of the O magazine this year. And it seems like one of those marvelous "take stock" types.

Also, I love Martha Beck.

I really, really do.


1. What questions should I be asking myself?
At first I thought asking yourself what you should be asking yourself was redundant. It isn't. Without this question, you wouldn't ask any others, so it gets top billing. It creates an alert, thoughtful mind state, ideal for ferreting out the information you most need in every situation. Ask it frequently.

2. Is this what I want to be doing?
This very moment is, always, the only moment in which you can make changes. Knowing which changes are best for you comes, always, from assessing what you feel. Ask yourself many times every day if you like what you're doing. If the answer is no, start noticing what you'd prefer. Thus begins the revolution.

3. Why worry?
These two words, considered sincerely, can radically reconfigure the landscape of your mind. Worry rarely leads to positive action; it's just painful, useless fear about hypothetical events, which scuttles happiness rather than ensuring it. Some psychologists say that by focusing on gratitude, we can shut down the part of the brain that worries. It actually works!

4. Why do I like {cupcakes} more than I like {people}?
Feel free to switch out the words in brackets: You may like TV more than exercise, or bad boys more than nice guys, or burglary more than reading. Whatever the particulars, every woman has something she likes more than the somethings she's supposed to like. But forcing "virtues"—trying to like people more than cupcakes—drives us to vices that offer false freedom from oppression. Stop trying to like the things you don't like, and many vices will disappear on their own.

5. How do I want the world to be different because I lived in it?
Your existence is already a factor in world history—now, what sort of factor do you want it to be? Maybe you know you're here to create worldwide prosperity, a beautiful family, or one really excellent bagel. If your impressions are more vague, keep asking this question. Eventually you'll glimpse clearer outlines of your destiny. Live by design, not by accident.

6. How do I want to be different because I lived in this world?
In small ways or large, your life will change the world—and in small ways or large, the world will change you. What experiences do you want to have during your brief sojourn here? Make a list. Make a vision board. Make a promise. This won't control your future, but it will shape it.

7. Are {vegans} better people?
Again, it doesn't have to be vegans; the brackets are for you to fill in. Substitute the virtue squad that makes you feel worst about yourself, the one you'll never have the discipline to join, whether it's ultra-marathoners or mothers who never raise their voices. Whatever group you're asking about, the answer to this question is no.

8. What is my body telling me?
As I often say, my mind is a two-bit whore—by which I mean that my self-justifying brain, like any self-justifying brain, will happily absorb beliefs based on biases, ego gratification, magical thinking, or just plain error. The body knows better. It's a wise, capable creature. It recoils from what's bad for us, and leans into what's good. Let it.

9. How much junk could a chic chick chuck if a chic chick could chuck junk?
I believe this question was originally posed by Lao Tzu, who also wrote, "To become learned, each day add something. To become enlightened, each day drop something." Face it: You'd be better off without some of your relationships, many of your possessions, and most of your thoughts. Chuck your chic-chick junk, chic chick. Enlightenment awaits.

10. What's so funny?
Adults tend to put this question to children in a homicidal-sounding snarl, which is probably why as you grew up, your laughter rate dropped from 400 times a day (for toddlers) to the grown-up daily average of 15. Regain your youth by laughing at every possible situation. Then, please, tell us what's funny—about everyday life, about human nature, even about pain and fear. We'll pay you anything.

11. Where am I wrong?
This might well be the most powerful question on our list—as Socrates believed, we gain our first measure of intelligence when we first admit our own ignorance. Your ego wants you to avoid noticing where you may have bad information or unworkable ideas. But you'll gain far more capability and respect by asking where you're wrong than by insisting you're right.

12. What potential memories am I bartering, and is the profit worth the price?
I once read a story about a world where people sold memories the way we can sell plasma. The protagonist was an addict who'd pawned many memories for drugs but had sworn never to sell his memory of falling in love. His addiction won. Afterward he was unaware of his loss, lacking the memory he'd sold. But for the reader, the trade-off was ghastly to contemplate. Every time you choose social acceptance over your heart's desires, or financial gain over ethics, or your comfort zone over the adventure you were born to experience, you're making a similar deal. Don't.

13. Am I the only one struggling not to {fart} during {yoga}?
I felt profoundly liberated when this issue was raised on Saturday Night Live's "Weekend Update." Not everyone does yoga, but SNL reminded me that everyone dreads committing some sort of gaffe. Substitute your greatest shame-fear: crying at work, belching in church, throwing up on the prime minister of Japan. Then know you aren't alone. Everyone worries about such faux pas, and many have committed them (well, maybe not the throwing up on PMs). Accepting this is a bold step toward mental health and a just society.

14. What do I love to practice?
Some psychologists believe that no one is born with any particular talent and that all skill is gained through practice. Studies have shown that masters are simply people who've practiced a skill intensely for 10,000 hours or more. That requires loving—not liking, loving—what you do. If you really want to excel, go where you're passionate enough to practice.

15. Where could I work less and achieve more?
To maximize time spent practicing your passions, minimize everything else. These days you can find machines or human helpers to assist with almost anything. Author Timothy Ferriss "batches" job tasks into his famous "four-hour workweek." My client Cindy has an e-mail ghostwriter. Another client, Angela, hired an assistant in the Philippines who flawlessly tracks her schedule and her investments. Get creative with available resources to find more time in your life and life in your time.

16. How can I keep myself absolutely safe?
Ask this question just to remind yourself of the answer: You can't. Life is inherently uncertain. The way to cope with that reality is not to control and avoid your way into a rigid little demi-life, but to develop courage. Doing what you long to do, despite fear, will accomplish this.

17. Where should I break the rules?
If everyone kept all the rules, we'd still be practicing cherished traditions like child marriage, slavery, and public hangings. The way humans become humane is by assessing from the heart, rather than the rule book, where the justice of a situation lies. Sometimes you have to break the rules around you to keep the rules within you.

18. So say I lived in that fabulous house in Tuscany, with untold wealth, a gorgeous, adoring mate, and a full staff of servants...then what?
We can get so obsessed with acquiring fabulous lives that we forget to live. When my clients ask themselves this question, they almost always discover that their "perfect life" pastimes are already available. Sharing joy with loved ones, spending time in nature, finding inner peace, writing your novel, plotting revenge—you can do all these things right now. Begin!

19. Are my thoughts hurting or healing?
Your situation may endanger your life and limbs, but only your thoughts can endanger your happiness. Telling yourself a miserable mental story about your circumstances creates suffering. Telling yourself a more positive and grateful story, studies show, increases happiness. Wherever you are, whatever you're doing, choose thoughts that knit your heart together, rather than tear it apart.

20. Really truly: Is this what I want to be doing?
It's been several seconds since you asked this. Ask it again. Not to make yourself petulant or frustrated—just to see if it's possible to choose anything, and I mean any little thing, that would make your present experience more delightful. Thus continues the revolution.

Tuesday, 27 December 2011

Thank You


Dear friends and family,

Thank you for the gifts. I loved them all.

And thank you for the givers.

Ditto.

Jennifer

Monday, 26 December 2011

The Work Of Christmas Begins


When the song of the angel is stilled,
When the star in the sky is gone,
When the kings and princes are home,
When the shepherds are back with their flock,
The work of Christmas begins:
To find the lost; to heal the
broken; to feed the hungry;
To release the prisoner;
to rebuild the nations;
To bring peace among
brothers and sisters—
To make music in the heart.

—Howard Thurman

Sunday, 25 December 2011

Merry Christmas from The Jacobs


Everyone's asleep, tired out from the day. I took a nap after I arrived from KL. So this is what happens, when all alone downstairs, and the Christmas movie on Channel 5, Holiday, is over.


A close-up of the stash.


Enough already! What's a dog to do to get some sleep around here. (Answer? Curl up in the dining room without those nasty clicking things)