Billy Joel, on a very early (LP) album, sang this: “They say that these are not the best of times. But they’re the only times I’ve ever known.” His view differs from Seneca’s as Seneca focuses on our using time wisely, while Joel implies a rather helpless view of what happens. Later in the same song, he observed, “it’s either sadness or euphoria.”
About hashtags. (Bob Seger sang, “Say I’m old fashioned, say I’m over the hill.”)
My always thought when seeing that symbol is “pound.” Built into my brain by science and engineering classes, I suppose. It also is used to designate an ordinal number. So perhaps my oldsterness should revert to the original symbol for “pound” from which # was derived. Letter “l” followed by “b” with a horizontal line passing through the tops of both letters. That might free up brain space for believing “#” means hashtag!
On Twitter I sometimes see a tweet that lists about a dozen different hashtags that differ subtly but still point to the same thing. A Twitter thesaurus? When I do a Google search, below the line to enter my search, there often appear “trending” hashtags.
Just the same I’m glad you are trying to work the levers of destiny. Certainly not over the hill!
You are my point of origin for AAA -- Aware, Accept, Act (which can be doing nothing)
This has been incredibly helpful for my engagement with reality.
hmmm... Spent time with a family member and her cell phone yesterday. Old dog is determined to become functional with new tricks. Admirable. I will be of service as long as it is requested.
One friend who shared AAA as her approach to problem solving, would also say, “Don’t just do something. Sit there!”
To give of ourselves and our time is a blessing to both parties. (Someone with much greater eloquence said that much better.) Sometimes, the first accomplishment is to plant the seeds of change. Follow up conversations afford fertilizer and water for the new shoots. If the finished garden has a few weeds, you’ve encouraged the growth of a perfectly good human being!
Somewhere in the Bible the lesson discusses seeds falling on different grades of soil. Judging the grade of the soil would be called “Playing God” in some belief systems. So of course one can’t afford unlimited time for ones not truly seeking change. In such cases know you cast the seed as best you could.
Thanks Ralph. Thanks Gail. And the long suffering Muses. Not one word directed their way. Mea culpa.
“This little vignette might seem small and trivial to some,” said Calliope, “but every day is filled with moments that can be amazing, if that’s how you choose to see them.”
A great prompt about what we choose to see!
Our brains are a lot like search engines…
If you are searching for Gratitude, you’ll find it!
If you are searching for world problems, you’ll find them. If you are looking for trouble, you’ll find it! If you’re looking for violence, you’ll find it! Don’t believe me? Do a search!
Looking for something amazing? You’ll find it!
In this case, it found me…
I put myself in its path and “it” showed up for me! “It” shows up for me regularly… 🤔
This describes my experience when I started publishing on Medium! I shifted my attention to the little everyday beauties do that I could have something meaningfully to share. Life changing!
These are from a picking expedition with my father last June. They froze well and there’s lots of yummy juice that soaks into the ladyfingers. Now the muses want more!
Billy Joel, on a very early (LP) album, sang this: “They say that these are not the best of times. But they’re the only times I’ve ever known.” His view differs from Seneca’s as Seneca focuses on our using time wisely, while Joel implies a rather helpless view of what happens. Later in the same song, he observed, “it’s either sadness or euphoria.”
About hashtags. (Bob Seger sang, “Say I’m old fashioned, say I’m over the hill.”)
My always thought when seeing that symbol is “pound.” Built into my brain by science and engineering classes, I suppose. It also is used to designate an ordinal number. So perhaps my oldsterness should revert to the original symbol for “pound” from which # was derived. Letter “l” followed by “b” with a horizontal line passing through the tops of both letters. That might free up brain space for believing “#” means hashtag!
On Twitter I sometimes see a tweet that lists about a dozen different hashtags that differ subtly but still point to the same thing. A Twitter thesaurus? When I do a Google search, below the line to enter my search, there often appear “trending” hashtags.
Just the same I’m glad you are trying to work the levers of destiny. Certainly not over the hill!
You are my point of origin for AAA -- Aware, Accept, Act (which can be doing nothing)
This has been incredibly helpful for my engagement with reality.
hmmm... Spent time with a family member and her cell phone yesterday. Old dog is determined to become functional with new tricks. Admirable. I will be of service as long as it is requested.
All of life is an experiment! Thanks Ralph Waldo.
One friend who shared AAA as her approach to problem solving, would also say, “Don’t just do something. Sit there!”
To give of ourselves and our time is a blessing to both parties. (Someone with much greater eloquence said that much better.) Sometimes, the first accomplishment is to plant the seeds of change. Follow up conversations afford fertilizer and water for the new shoots. If the finished garden has a few weeds, you’ve encouraged the growth of a perfectly good human being!
Somewhere in the Bible the lesson discusses seeds falling on different grades of soil. Judging the grade of the soil would be called “Playing God” in some belief systems. So of course one can’t afford unlimited time for ones not truly seeking change. In such cases know you cast the seed as best you could.
Thanks Ralph. Thanks Gail. And the long suffering Muses. Not one word directed their way. Mea culpa.
I’m pretty sure the muses are not suffering! They had ladyfingers with strawberries after lunch. 🍓
“This little vignette might seem small and trivial to some,” said Calliope, “but every day is filled with moments that can be amazing, if that’s how you choose to see them.”
A great prompt about what we choose to see!
Our brains are a lot like search engines…
If you are searching for Gratitude, you’ll find it!
If you are searching for world problems, you’ll find them. If you are looking for trouble, you’ll find it! If you’re looking for violence, you’ll find it! Don’t believe me? Do a search!
Looking for something amazing? You’ll find it!
In this case, it found me…
I put myself in its path and “it” showed up for me! “It” shows up for me regularly… 🤔
This describes my experience when I started publishing on Medium! I shifted my attention to the little everyday beauties do that I could have something meaningfully to share. Life changing!
I understand how hard it must be for y’all to resist. Nothing worse than a stale ladyfinger or mushy strawberries. Give them a fitting end!
There’s something slightly decadent about fresh strawberries in Winter. And affirming, that Spring is near. Yum.
These are from a picking expedition with my father last June. They froze well and there’s lots of yummy juice that soaks into the ladyfingers. Now the muses want more!