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Wednesday April 30, 2008



walk report: 1C/33F, overcast, chilly breeze, everything damp from an overnight shower; Gusta caught wind of that old Spaniel two blocks away but missed the young Schnauzer just rounding a corner ahead of us – amazing what  a difference a slight breeze makes


 

anything that can lighten a load should, I think, be a good start; if we lighten a car it burns less gas, if we lighten our bodies we burn less fuel and smile more; if we lighten our workload we have time for more work . . or for more play provided of course these changes to lighten load are real rather than just a simulation

 

mistyped words, correctly spelt or spilt on a page, those significant meaning changes are amusing (for me); this morning I’ve been musing about simulating and stimulating

 

stimulate - an interesting word that, at first, sparks imagination but ends with a notion I am late already; stimulation (for me) comes in so many forms – external influences (what I see, hear, touch), internal (what I think about) and the mixture of the two; being blind to opportunities close by or catching wind of something far off is not the exclusive province of my canine friend; each of us play in the same spectrum every day – sometimes these opportunities come to us, sometimes we have to go out hunting for them

 

any given day someone will lighten my load, and I won’t know it; someone else will add to it and I won’t know it because the total load remains the same; each time I shed something that does not deserve my time I make room for something that does; every time I avoid someone who wastes my time or diverts my energy down a blind alley I am making room for time to engage a pursuit or person who is surely worth it; the form it takes or how long it takes is irrelevant but the stimulation factor is clearly a value barometer

 

I read about a technique gaining some popularity - rather than a great debate over every little thing to sort the truly important from that which is merely urgent, an ‘e-mail purge’ some people use - in one swoop, deleting their accumulation of several hundred un-answered emails (I gather it works for snail mail too) so they can start fresh; the article went on to say these people found in short order they had the same problem again; I suspect their problem is not the volume of incoming mail but rather the decision making process which sorts (for me) those ‘where I care’ from those ‘where I don’t’; rather, I think they are using a cute idea to stimulate action but, in the end, only simulating change in their practice so the problem recurs

 

load lightening (for me) is the ticket to having better days, great weeks and fantastic months – shedding a few minutes here or there, reducing my laundry list of things I am trying to do or clearing away one-time things put off just too many times – do them or ditch them – the combo is invigorating but inevitably that ‘extra time’ (for me) is consumed by some new stimulation, some new diversion of interest, a new burst of energy

 

stimulate today - pick something or someone now; don’t simulate it, do it – do it for you, but if you can’t do it for you, then do it for me

 

pick a starting point – any starting point; the next object you see, person you speak with or thought you have – take that, now run with it, take it (trust it) in whatever direction it seems to want/need to go, add some fuel, push yourself, or pull yourself along for the ride; that exhilarating stimulation is no simulation; it is real (for me) like no other feeling

 

it deserves its own word

 

Mark Kolke

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