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Thursday, 27 January 2011

The Meaning of Life

I have had cause to ponder the meaning of life over the last couple or three weeks, which is one of seventeen reactions I have to high intensity action in work and home life. If you are hanging on thinking that maybe, just maybe, I can give you some great insight, then fear not dear reader, I think now is the time for me to share with you what I know.  If you could park your disappointment in the comments field.  Remember the rules*.

Lie flat and don't die
In case you are wondering, this is the instruction manual for doing the Luge.  It is also a pretty good motto when life is just creeping up on you, and you are in danger of being taken by surprise at the sheer magnitude of stuff.  In such situations, my advice is "lie flat, don't die".

This is another piece of nonsense by which I live my life.  When it seems that every day is extra hard, simply re-baseline so that extra hard is the norm, and then every days sails by like a flat-bottomed shoe on hard compacted pavement ice.

Don't run up the Rhododendron Tree until the rats have fled
I still have no idea what this one means, but just uttering it, ideally out loud in the presence of other human beings, seems to change the perspective on just about everything.  And if that fails, then ponder the sound of one hand clapping.**

Worse has happened at sea
Last year, we went to France, and to speed up the route to our destination, took the Fastcat from Portsmouth (come on you blues).  Now these beauties are very fast, and with speed comes a certain amount of rocking and bouncing and general moving.  About half the seats were covered in plastic, a testament to the fact that those who had taken the previous trip had found the bouncing around not to their liking.  All this is to say, when it comes to what can happen at sea, I am right with you brother.

If you think someone is a to$$er, then it will leak out
This is important, only because how you treat other people, whether consciously or unconsciously, will come back to you in the way they treat you.  Having a low tolerance means that most people will seem like to$$ers, and that will leak out in either your words or body language or by the way that you smack them round the chops.  Re-baseline your tolerance can help.  Trying to look for the good in everyone will help you to see that everyone has something about them that you can tolerate, and at that point, you stop leaking and the stuff coming back at you from the other person also improves.  Might be worth a try.

Where there's muck there's brass, where there's brass there's muck
Nothing to do with life, just something that makes me smile a bit.

* No swearing, don't let the truth stand in the way of a good story, just because you can doesn't mean you should (I am talking to the Labrador in the pub on Sunday when I say this), and there are two S's in to$$er.

** for the Buddhists amongst you.

1 comment:

Golfy said...

This has been of great comfort to me in my hour of need. Cheers fella.