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Saturday Night

Led light

Led light

Pluckin’ away at some CPAWS work, Iron and Wine and McClelland’s keeping me company. The shadow of winter is slowly moving in, but feeling good. Thinking about Cuba in January, but that seems far away. Shorter days, but thinking about snow. Got the snow tires on. Good Saturday fare today, watched the el Classico and saw Barca dominate Madrid. Into Gatineau to coach Quinn’s team. Spectacular off the back heel, header, chest, volley into the opposite corner goal by Quinn.

I look at the night skate image and remember being on the ice with Quinn late at night in the middle of a snow storm. Not the best time to be learning to skate and shoot, but he was still keen. Simple tips made a big difference: bend your knees, lean back, choke up on the stick. I spend some time these days thinking about how the tips for stuff in life aren’t as simple and at some point won’t be needed.

It seemed like in the early stages of Quinn’s life, the commitment was overwhelming – he needed everything. As time passes, there is less and less. That’s the way it should be, but it’s seems a little sad. It’s hard to imagine how it was at each stage. There really weren’t any stages. Only a continuum.

What will stick with him as he becomes him? What will have made a difference? I think most of the things I learned from my parents were less about what they said and mostly about what they did.

Starting

I was inspired by a Ted Talk  about affecting your reality by changing the lens of happiness you look through. Some of the items on his list were:

  • Recording 3 gratitudes per day
  • Journaling
  • Exercise
  • Meditation
  • Random acts of kindness

So here goes with the first two.

I keep having thoughts go past and think that they need to be rooted somewhere more permanent than my brain. If I have problems remembering why I came into a room, how can I expect to remember my thoughts.

Thoughts change day to day, season to season (it’s f’n cold outside and I need to be somewhere warm and sunny. I think i’ll be having different thoughts in July) and year to year (my prostate is acting up again. I may look back on this fondly. Those were the days I had a prostate.)

So, today’s thought is about the stuff that gets wrapped around things. I was opening a box from something i bought on eBay. It was wrapped in some great moss green paper (i like the vanilla brown paper just as much) and like all other things that are wrapped, I can’t just tear it open. I need to get a knife and carefully cut the tape. Once done and the contents extracted, the paper goes in the garbage or the recycle bin, but it doesn’t matter what happens after. It’s the experience of either preserving something or tearing it apart. It affects my psyche.

And my psyche seems to be rather fragile these days. I think it’s a seasonal thing. So let’s keep it happy. Stay on the sunny side of the street for now until it gets too hot and I need to find some sombre.

Okay, short and sweet. I need to get back to the contents of the box – an audio interface. Happy psyche here we come.