Yes,
I am harping on the comment which was most likely made with good intentions.
Sorry about it, but it is too good to pass.
Apparently, my soul is in danger of corrosion as I look backward too
much. I do not want this to happen, my soul to corrode, I mean, so I started to
think about how I could protect myself from it. I started to look for WD40 to
save my soul. Turning to google for suggestions it gave me some religious
answers, but I do not think that the Anonymous leaving the comment, meant I
should turn in this direction. I am myself not inclined to go there. So, I am a
bit at a loss. Not looking backwards was given to me as a clue, another clue
was The Intern, a film with De Niro.
Hmm…Looking
backwards is something I do not want to stop as I am just writing a story of my
first love and I am enjoying the process. I am also doing some self-analysis as
I go and I, self-centred me, always liked the process. This time it is even quite
enlightening, so I will not stop. At least not for a while. This does not stop
me to look forward. I am prepared to pay more attention to the future especially
that my trip to Poland is around the corner, if I am lucky that is. Polish and
Irish have a lot in common, it seems, so maybe I will experience the luck of
the Polish? I am planning to go! I want to go! There are also some things to
look forward to like renovating the bathrooms. For that one needs to be a
little masochistic so I hesitate, especially after my troublesome experience
with the kitchen renovations.
Improving
my bridge is another good, looking forward thing especially for a learner type
of people I belong to. There is a possibility of some achievements there. This
is another of my values I cannot shake off. Even if I try, it is still
somewhere dormant in me, so I resign to be an aspiring bridge achiever.
For
my soul to flourish I need love and friendship. This is a tricky area as it
needs others to play fair with you. With life experience, I lost my rose colour
glasses and see things more clearly or, should I say, less naively. But the
disappointments do not hurt so much as they used to and my first more accurate
impressions protect me a little better than they used to. I have not given up on new friendships, but I
do not expect that much depth or commitment as I did in the past. Even if it is
not ideal, I still look forward to semi-friendships and I find them. So, what
do you say, Anonymous, is there anything else I could do for my soul here?
Creativity
is also good for the soul and I create a bit. I write my posts. I take out the
love objects from my heart vitrine, I look and them, think about them, recall
my memories and write about them. I knit a sweater for myself and intend to
finish this tapestry I started some years ago. From time to time I create a
special meal.
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| My idea of bliss - friends, conversation, little wine and good food |
I
pay a lot of attention to beauty, another healthy food for the soul, pure WD40.
I go to exhibitions, art galleries whenever I can. I would do much more of it if
I lived in Europe, but when I am there I will catch up, maybe skipping Vienna 😉. I
flaneur as well. Maybe I should read poetry? Never liked it much, but I know
this would be good for me. New gentle resolution?
Pleasure…
I definitely have to have pleasure in my life. Here is one sore point for me
and I am not sure how to solve it. Anonymous, could you help? I really like
intellectual discussions and I have problems with finding partners who would be
interested in the same things as me. I have been often accused of complicating things and this is exactly what I am missing, discussions with a person who
would not mind some complications to talk or write about. I remember somebody
saying “why would one like to simplify things when one can so beautifully
complicate them”. Was it Hasek in The Good Soldier Svejk? Do you remember,
Lech?
There
are many little things that give me pleasure, little prosecco, a flower,
cleaning up some mess in my home, giving to others, sharing meals with friends,
reading, writing, listening to Polish radio and its political news. This is a
doubtful pleasure, maybe just the opposite to a pleasure, but I seem to miss it
a lot when I do not have internet. Let’s call it my favourite vice. My soul
needs that.
I do
not think, Anonymous, that you should worry about my soul any more. I refer to you few
times here, but this is only an issue of form of this post. You may say, I used
your comment to my purposes. Your comment triggered of some thoughts and it was a good
opportunity for me to do a self-check. I am satisfied with the results. So, thank you.
