Friday, October 28, 2011

Analogy for Life

I heard today what I long knew; that the path from writer to author is a long and tortuous one, along which one must retain one's purpose for writing, or fall off the path.
I add that one must fiercely retain one's sense of humour, to stay on the path.

I would add that these navigation must-haves serve us through life. Suffer the knocks, laugh them off, learn and move forward strengthened by them.

Monday, October 24, 2011

Money - root of all ills?

Why is our society so concerned about money? Why do money worries consume some people until they are made ill or, worse, end their lives? Why does one bemoan that one never has enough, when one quite likely does? How many ads can one read about financial security, children's education funds, retirement funds, before one starts to become agitated?
I read about a lady who gave up everything, gave away everything, to travel the world bartering and working to survive; a new meaning to living hand to mouth. And she is perfectly happy.
Of course, she no longer has responsibilities, commitments, dependents. But to know she has lived happily like this for over 10 years, had me thinking.
It had me happy, for a short while, that it is possible.
And then it had me depressed and stressed again.
For I have worried about money, or the lack thereof, ever since I was a teenager.
We want to better ourselves and our families. And money talks.
I read a quote today that summed up how our materialistic society is hurting us:
‎"Don’t let making a living prevent you from making a life." — John Wooden
I wish it weren't so.

Saturday, October 8, 2011

Cathartic properties of Twitter

My POP about Twitter is that it either is loved or hated  - no inbetweens.
As a business tool, people can work wonders with it; creating leads, pushing events, promoting products and so on.
For celebrities, it is great for keeping fans close and ever interested.
For some romantic souls, it is a place to work things out, to talk yourself into, or out of something. It is cathartic.
All I ask is that it isn't used by lonely souls to share how lonely they are - no one really cares that you had cereal for breakfast again or how many times you farted unnoticed.