philosophy

Philosophical Meanderings of My Mind

This post Christmas/New Year season has become a sit around and do not much time. Today is Sunday, and I’m usually in Gawler in the late morning on Sundays, doing a poetry workshop with another person, or other people, but that isn’t happening today, so the first session for 2018 is more likely to happen next Sunday instead. I hadn’t planned that, but in not planning it, I was probably subconsciously planning it not to happen. I don’t/can’t know for sure, and it doesn’t matter, really, I don’t think.  I’ve had some outside time, and am now inside again, at home, and happy with that, even though it’s just a small thingmissy slightly bemused.
Staying home today, the only poetry written, if any, will be done here, with the cricket on TV and radio as the background for the day … And trips outside of course, as requested by Missy. Missy is currently lying on her sofa, looking extremely comfortable, eyes closed, ears erect, but not active … I just slapped the sofa next to me, and her eyes opened, eats turned to me, then away, and she rolled over and now has her back to me and my silliness. She’s not huffy at me, just not that interested in what I’m doing. That’s fine, we have our own lives, to some extent, the humans and the dog, and we’re enjoying our lives, together or separate.
Out of the window on my left I can see clouds, grass, plants and birds, all doing their own natural thing, obeying the rules of Nature, which make more sense to me than some of the rules of the cricket … With Nature, there is no appeal to a higher authority, because if Nature says it is so, then it is. If something other that humans were expecting, it means Nature wasn’t using the rule we thought was being used. Science may find the answer, people may think they have the answer. Much may be written, thought on, argued over, but Nature will just continue on, and we must manage as best we can, with whatever Nature and mankind do next …
There were sparrows outside, on the front lawn, about ten minutes ago, when I started writing this post. I can’t see any now, but I’m sure there are certainly lots of sparrows out there, back yard, front yard, in the trees and bushes and just everywhere. Sparrows are very successful occupants of our world. They have their needs, and seem to be able to fulful those needs well. The sparrows I saw earlier seemed to be adolescents, not quite up to adult size, and I’ve been noticing such not quite adult sparrows, and thinking about what they get up to, boy and girl sparrows, getting on with their lives, boy groups, girl groups, boys sparrows seemingly crashing into the girls groups, while girl sparrows flitter away, only to be followed and annoyed by the boy sparrow.
I’m quite likely putting my own interpretation on these actions of the sparrows, and could well be getting it entirely wrong. I’ve written a haiku about these matters previously, and it’s in my poetry collection “Tense and Still”, where I wrote about various creatures I see in my life, whether our dogs, cats I’ve seen, known, imagined, or those wild creatures I come across in my life or my travels or in my imaginings.
Thinking about these things whether I uncover the truth or not, helps me to gather ideas, things to think about can lead to things to write about, and writing about things is the thing I do. I am a writer, a poet, a blogger. Words are my tools, and I love to use these tools in the many different ways possible to use them. Poetry is my favourite method, certainly preferred over writing a novel, because of course a poem can be thought on, written, edited and published very quickly. A novel takes so much longer to complete. I have one of those ‘in progress’ at the moment, but I have a strong suspicion this novel will make only very slow progress, because I’m allowing myself to do many things other than the writing of this novel …
above the fish pond
I know being a novelist isn’t really a title I feel fits with me, the way being a poet does. The longer form of literature feels too unwieldy perhaps for me to handle. I know how to put together and publish a poetry collection, and how to market it. A small book of poetry can be printed in small numbers, and sold in small numbers, and small numbers of people get a little book of my poems to read and think about. It will never make me rich or particularly famous, but that’s fine. Money and fame are not what I write for, I write for my own amusement, and the small amounts of money/fame I gain while nice to have, will never be the major thing.
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Exercise motivation in Winter

http://www.bodyandsoul.com.au/fitness/training+tips/stay+motivated+to+exercise+over+winter,18065

It’s cold outside, it’s even cold in he rest of the house. It’s cosy and warm with the heater on in this room where I’m typing this at my computer. But Lah Dee, our boy dog wants to go outside, so I’l lhave to get up anyway, so I suppose I may as well go and switch on the Wii Fit machine in the next (cold) room.

I’m finding it a bit hard to keep motivated with this exercise thing. I know it’s good for me, and I certainly feel it’s helping to keep me mobile. I have a bit of a concern about ending up in a wheel chair, and unable to drive myself around. My neurologist and others have told me to “Move it or Lose it”. But it’s soooo cold.

There, the dogs are all outside now, and I have to keep an eye on Lah Dee, or he’ll dig up the lawn in that spot just by the veranda. He still doesn’t realise, or care, that we really truly don’t like dirt thrown all over the veranda. I guess this digging of his is a way to exercise, an when he works hard at finding the best spot on the sofa, he needs to keep ready for the sofa struggle. I don’t mind him digging, I just mind him doing it on the lawn. He has the whole dog run available for digging!

Is this relevant to this blog post? Yes it is, because it’s about motivation – Lah Dee’s motivation for digging in particular. So what will motivate me to get off my bottom, get the dogs back inside, and get exercising with the Wii Fit machine?

Hmm, we have marshmallows, we have milk, we have chocolate drink powder, we have an electric jug and we have electricity. What if I tell myself I can have a hot chocolate drink with a marshmallow in it if I go and do at least half an hour of exercise. Will that work? Ummmm,..

Yes that will work – I’m off now, to let the dogs back in, and to do my work out! Thanks for listening, leave a comment!

 

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