Instructions for living a life: Pay attention. Be astonished. Tell about it.
— Mary Oliver
Watched: The Mastermind 🎬 Perfectly well made but at the end my wife and I looked at each other and wondered ‘what was the point of that’?
Good night.
Weather not looking too clever tomorrow. Rain all day might just cause some flooding given how saturated the land is now. More on Thursday too… 😕 🏊♂️
We deserved the win albeit by an own goal.
Feel life not something about life.
The big derby tomorrow. Not for a long while have both teams been so relatively evenly matched, only a point apart in the table. I’m excited but nervous. It’s one of those matches that will have an oversized impact on subsequent fixtures. Ha'way the lads!
Good night.
Work Christmas meal tonight. Could go one of two ways…
Good evening.
You talk when you cease to be at peace with your thoughts.
— Khalil Gibran
Embodiment hurts. The body recoils. The heart beats anyway. Breath comes whether the story approves or not. Nothing is waiting behind this. No payoff. This is it.
Good morning.
You can’t take credit for yourself, only responsibility.
Good morning.
Home. Late. Knackered. Feet up. Better. 😊
On the road.
Contact
Contact with what is. As it is. Unmediated. Unconditional. Bare feet on a cold stone floor.
Good morning.
This Pebble 01 ring is the first wearable device to prick up my ears in years.
Never been interested in any glasses, watches, bands or pins but for some reason this appeals. Yet to work out quite why. Bear with…
Suffering doesn’t disappear from life, it disappears into life.
In the space between chaos and shape there was another chance.
— Jeanette Winterson
I don’t understand habit tracking. I mean I’ve looked it up and read all the words about it but I still don’t understand it.
Effortlessness is not passivity; it is what remains when we stop insisting that life reorganize itself around our preferences.
Ran over the river bridge. Man, it’s running high, fast and dirty! Lots of debris and most of the paths underwater.
Collected our dog Toast’s ashes from the vet today. Thinking we’ll take some up to the mountains, some to the coast and save some for home - her favourite places full of precious memories.
Good afternoon.
Despite the weather I’m determined to get out for a run today. Haven’t been out for trot in days and am really feeling it.
Out and about today doing chores, running errands and getting shopping in the most horrendous rain! 😂
From there to here
I’ve moved my blog thisness.one from micro.blog over to Scribbles.
Micro.blog is great, don’t get me wrong, but for someone non-technical like me, it felt like making every post was an endurance test.
I still have a basic micro.one account which acts as my Fediverse presence/ account but I’m not entirely sure I’ll post much there. I will, however, continue to use micro.blog to follow social accounts.
Good evening.
Nothing is primary or foundational. Chicken? Egg? Neither and both. Everything is simultaneously co-emergent.
Fiddling with the wires and switches here, not really knowing what I’m doing 😂. . . Maybe if I switch the internet off and on again…? 🤷♂️
It’s not about being right or true. It’s about just being.
There’s no poetry here, only pain.
Good morning.
Good evening.
Good afternoon.
Good afternoon.
Good morning.
I’m three years off what might be called old and was wondering why I seem to have skipped the mid-life crisis part and then I remembered that I had it when I was thirty!
Back home and fed after a twelve hour shift. Rewarding but tiring. Picked our son up from the station too and had a great chat on the drive home.
So finally our beloved Toast went to sleep forever last week. She kept on trucking right up until she just couldn’t anymore. Great sadness but also wonderful and happy memories, particularly for our son to whom she was so close since he was six. Clocking in at a whopping 16 years and 9 months she absolutely rinsed her innings. Goodbye old girl 👋❤️
…but this is hard to talk about, even now. Not because it’s mysterious, but because it’s ordinary. Too ordinary. And nothing is harder to convey than the simplicity that remains when all claims fall away.
— Robert Saltzman, A Clean Slate
Our problem is not that we keep coming up with answers but in believing any of them are THE answer.
Good evening.
You will never be able to experience everything. So, please, do poetical justice to your soul and simply experience yourself.
— Albert Camus
To inhabit silence in our aloneness is to stop telling the story altogether.
— David Whyte