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THE GRAND ESSENTIALS
There is a quote I've read that says: "the grand essentials of happiness are: something to do, something to love, and something to hope for." Isn't that a great philosophy when it comes to happiness? It works for me even when I'm only referring to BOOKS! :D

I'm torn between the philosophy that anticipation is what keeps us going, and that having things on our to-do list is what keeps us going. Maybe it's the anticipation of actually clearing everything off our to-do lists (all the different ones we keep, not just the ones that keep our households running) that keeps us going!

There's a difference there...the things we look forward to vs. the things we need to get done.

I told my mom recently when she commented that I do too much that I can rest when I'm dead. I was only half-joking. Sometimes I wonder if that's what drives me: the urge to do as much as I can now while I still have the capability. I'm aware that, while I have (hopefully) a lot of time left, it IS running out. I don't want to waste any of it. But, just to clarify, I DON'T think that relaxing, or taking it easy, or even sleeping in, is WASTING it. I think it's taking advantage of it.

In fact, a beautiful day of relaxation makes for a very happy lizardek. I slept in and woke at my own pace, which is what I think weekends are for. Anders and Karin were gone most of the day, to hockey practice (him), wall-climbing (her) and clothes-shopping (for her and Martin). I started what is promising to be an EXCELLENT book, in fact it is so good that I'm already a third of the way into it and expect to be up late reading: Ursula, Under, the debut novel by Ingrid Hill, whose author note contains the startling information that she's a mother of twelve. *boggle*

After the other half of the family returned home, we decided to have a family night at the movies and found that the new Wallace & Gromit film was showing in Lund, in English, no less, so we booked tickets over the internet and set off.

TWO THUMBS UP from me! What a wonderful movie!! It's completely amazing when you consider the whole thing is stop-motion claymation! I've always enjoyed Wallace & Gromit, and the other superb creations of Nick Park and the Aardman Animation team, but they've really outdone themselves with this magical movie that was 5 years in the making. According to IMDB, the film required 2.8 tons of Plasticine in 42 colors and 1000 baby-wipes per week to wipe it off animators' fingers. :) Anders thought it was a little too "Hollywood" with all the action, but I thought it was perfectly done, and a tribute to the definition of "entertainment."

Tomorrow, another morning of relaxation for me (unprecedented! 2 days in a row!) as Anders and the kids are going canoeing with Martin's Scout troop, so I will have plenty of time to bop around the house and get some things done, and gather costume ingredients for the Halloween Party in the afternoon.

Man! I love sleeping in! Nearly as much as I love my to-do lists. :)

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In what genre would you say that the book by Ingrid Hill is? (or give me a short teaser about the story..)

from Amazon: Hill's enchanting debut novel spans more than 2,000 years and is brimming with an engaging cast of characters. Annie and Justin Wong, who live in Michigan's Upper Peninsula, are on a day trip exploring the area where Annie's Finnish great-grandfather died in a mine collapse in 1926. Suddenly their only child, Ursula, disappears down an abandoned shaft, setting off a monumental rescue attempt and accompanying media frenzy. The author leaves that predictable plot behind, focusing instead on the young girl's many ancestors--those with the most interest in her safe return. A second-century B.C.E. Chinese alchemist, a deaf Finnish peasant living in 700 C.E., the child born to a crippled Chinese girl in the 1600s, and more--"a crowd of all the people whose blood and lives went into this little girl," brought vividly to life. In an elaborate "six degrees of separation" game, the author reveals centuries-old ties between relatives of both Annie and Justin, creating a magically entertaining, poetic, and heartfelt look at the often overlooked significance of extended family.

<i>"something to do, something to love, and something to hope for."</i>

Must be something in the air~ Zoe and I had a purpose of life conversation this morning on my bed.

Your first thread speaks to happiness and the second speaks of keeping us going. I would put these in two side by side categories.

"something to do, something to love, and something to hope for." This quote sure seems to simply and beautifully define the happiness end of things. And yet, more often these days as I shift from the somethings of the child bearing and raising years to the work of nurturing me, myself, and I; I can't always count on those three somethings the way I used to. Sometimes service work helps. Sometimes it hinders.
Am I stuck in some transitional period I wonder? Or am I still simply caught in the grief of shifting family and the distance from the younger ones with a hole that hasn't been filled?

As for the 'to do' list, it certainly keeps me going but it can also have the shut me down ~~ it's too much sort of effect on me. You should see my 'to do' lists. THey are all over the house. Scraps of paper littered in drawers and piles, in the car and in my journal. Some of the things are perpetually on the list, moved from today to tomorrow. What, I wonder, keeps me putting the same things that never get done on the list?

Maybe I am just lonely sometimes and need to adapt the saying to: something to do, something to love, something to hope for, and something to sometimes fill the hole
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Perhaps it's more than just the capability, but the motivation as well. I find myself slowing down in a more relaxed pace as the kidlets skip off into their own lovely lives. How did I do ALL that I ponder.

Good for you, sleeping in. A great luxury for me now is that I rarely ever have to wake to an alarm any more!! Something to look forward to : )

I haven't seen "Wallace and Grommit" yet but it is highly recommended by my cinematographer son. I'm glad to hear you liked it.
I LOVE it when you mention a book you're enjoying and have already put it on my library list.

Thanks Liz, for the thought provoking words.

Re: <i>"something to do, something to love, and something to hope for."</i>

But I think all three of those are something to fill the hole, see. However, I do agree with you about the to-do lists having a drawback as well, on the motivation front. I'm often overwhelmed by mine, as well. I have very mixed feelings about slowing down, though, I will admit.

Re: <i>"something to do, something to love, and something to hope for."</i>

Probably true. I think I'm feeling loss of people, family, community. And it's about warm easy experiences with others to fill the hole. Not that I don't have that. Just want more at the moment I think without the work involved of orchestrating it now that there's no built in family at hand to easily fall into step with and the wives are farther flung.
I want to play scrabble at night with someone(s) that feel familiar and non-competitive~ that sort of hole filling.

Re: "something to do, something to love, and something to hope for."

yah...I do know what you mean. *hugs*

Re: "something to do, something to love, and something to hope for."

Thanks. I think you do.

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Your philosophy remark really made me pause...because I had sort of an AHA! moment reading it. I've never really thought about it, but I don't think I'm fueled by anticipation. (And I'm certainly not driven by to-do lists! Ha.) If anything, I'm driven by NOT anticipating things. There are things I look forward to, of course, but if I anticipate anything at all, it's the element of surprise. I grow quite depressed if I think I know what's coming down the pike...because it makes me feel stagnant. (And don't for a minute think I'm calling YOU stagnant--you're a tornado! Insert me doing "I'm not worthy" bow.) All I'm trying to say is that this was an eye-opening post for me because it made me suddenly understand the confusion I see on the faces of loved ones (my mother, for example) when I don't seem giddy with anticipation..."But aren't you looking forward to it?" Well, sure...but I KNOW IT'S COMING. I guess what thrills me is the unexpected. :) ~Marilyn

That's an interesting take on it. I've never thought about it quite that way. I like surprises, too (nice ones), but they often throw me off-balance...and since I'm a bit of a control freak (a BIT OF?? says everyone who knows me) I'd rather know what's coming up in my life. I can see what you mean, though. I think it's a different side of anticipation, perhaps...I can't think of the right word at the moment though. The anticipation of the unexpectedness or unpredicatibility of life? :)

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