Her Suitor Just Didna Suit Her October 5, 2012
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In the Isles of Orkney, a man carved a cane
Designed to impress
The lass he loved best
His labor of love consumed countless hours
A gift from the heart
A new life to start
He strode at long last across heather clad hills
To present his intended
With this fine walking stick
Alas, when he asked her to wed, she declined
Declaring her suitor
Just didna suit her
Yer carving’s grand, I’ll grant ye that
but ye must be half daft
to spend sae much time
whittling awa at a wee stick.
And ye must hae neglected yer chores.
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This is a true story, albeit embellished. My mother’s mother’s grandmother accepted the walking stick but declined to accept its carver. The reason is lost in the mists of highland history, but I suspect she suspected he’d whittled away at least as much time as he had wood. And that just didna suit her!
Aah . . . that’s better!
Subtle Signals October 5, 2012
Posted by nrhatch in Health & Wellness, Humor, Life Balance, Mindfulness.comments closed
Aswemovethroughourdaysweeksmonthsyearswe arepromptedwithsignalstellinguswhentopauseand whentocometoafullstop.
These subtle signals, like punctuation on the printed page, help us catch our breath.
And give our eyes a much needed break from texting and cyber surfing.
If not for pauses, we’d be running full tilt from first light to twilight, rather like Kate’s nephew, Big Al, and his Shrewsday Manor sidekick, Mr. Clive Bond.
And, let’s be honest here, we are far too old for that type of nonsense.
When we act like the Energizer Bunny’s long lost cousin, we deplete our batteries, fry our circuits, and exhaust ourselves in short order.
And that’s assuming things are running smoothly.
When they aren’t, we’re apt to blow a fuse as we fly off the handle and flip our lid (or the bird) (or both).
Pauses are important.
Pauses keep us on even keel. They prevent us from running out of steam. Or, worse still, de-railing. They help us avoid head-on collisions and crash landings.
If you are “too busy” to take a break, you are too busy not to take a break.
So, don’t just do something . . . sit there.
Breathe. Relax. Repeat.
Aah . . . that’s better!
How do you unwind when you feel like a giant ball of frayed twine, all tied up in knots, racing down a steep incline with no end in sight?
Do you remember to apply the brakes?
Or do you wait for a crash to stop your forward momentum?
Related post: Daily Prompt ~ On The Edge
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