Saturday, September 11, 2010

Nine years ago

Nine years ago I headed off to teach Kindermusik classes (it was a Wednesday) and was shocked to hear about the terrorist attacks on New York and Washington. My concern was personal as well as generally humanitarian: I number several Americans among my friends.

Four years later, I landed at Heathrow from a conference in the USA, and was warned not to go to London as various stations had been blown up.

The world I grew up in was o e in which such atrocities existed only on the news or in the history books. Tonight a young person I know made an off the cuff remark that there is too much fuss being made of 911, which has "nothing to do with us". I recall when I was a teen, adults would bang on about where they were when Kennedy was assassinated - we used to be as disinterested as my young friend is today.

Nine years ago, the world changed. It does everyday of course, but sometimes the changes are immediately recogniseable.

This is post 16 of 365 posts in 365 days.

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Wednesday, September 8, 2010

The value of asking nicely

It's always worth asking nicely, quite often people will help you get what you need. All you need is a willingness to be told 'no' and the perseverence to keep asking - nicely at regular reasonable intervals - until you get an answer.

And always thank people for their time, no matter how trivial it seems to you, it is valuable to them.

This is post 15 of 365 posts in 365 days.
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Monday, September 6, 2010

Going solo is a handy skill to keep up

It's a good idea to practice successfully being alone, being independent. It's a skill like any other, and needs to be used to be kept up. As a middle-aged woman, I've begun to notice that I seldom go out alone at night, and less and less do I make decisions in isolation. It's a short step from seldom doing something to never doing it, to it becoming unthinkable to do it.

It's one thing to consciously choose to stop doing something: overspending, overdrinking, overeating, overpleasing, etc. It's another to allow a capacity to accidentally slip into disuse.

For many people in their 30s, 40s & 50s, life becomes very full of people: partners, parents, children, friends, colleagues, etc. We may (sometimes) yearn for a bit of 'alone time' but we're fairly bad at putting it to use.

When we're out of practice at being alone, we become lonely after a short while alone. We want someone to react to, so we don't have to think up actions for ourselves. This often makes itself felt if we go on holiday where we don't have our usual duties and responsibilities to fill the time. There you are, on the beach, in the sunshine, and feeling...well... a bit bored... (Boredom is often the more socially acceptable, ego-friendly face of loneliness.)

If you haven't been alone for a while, start with a small but significant block of time - say, two hours. (It doesn't count as 'alone' if you surf the internet or talk on the phone, by the way.) Part of being alone is learning to entertain yourself without the pabulum of modern media. At some point you may feel bored, lonely or even irritated, but after a while it begins to feel more normal.

Who knows, you may even like it.

This is post 14 of 365 posts in 365 days.