Positive thinking

When you are in your funky 50´s it´s not unusual ( to be loved by anyone, no - seriously ) to look back and review decisions made and choices taken along the way. If you are very lucky and extremely clever you will have no regrets whatsoever, in which case stop reading and smile smugly!
Even if some of the moves you have made have not been the correct ones, is it a good idea to dwell on these things? Should we let the past throw a dark shadow over the present? The problem about things that have gone before is that there is absolutely nothing you can do to change them. Hell, you can´t even take back something you said five minutes ago, never mind twenty years ago! Living with regret or guilt and looking to lay the blame is soul destroying and sad. It´s especially sad because it holds you back with negative thoughts and prevents true joy in present circumstances from shining through. We grow physically ( not always exactly in the way we had in mind!) but I´m sure we don´t grow emotionally unless we try really hard to understand why we did this, said that, behaved that way, made that decision and at the same time remember we were different people then and at that precise moment it seemed just right. The hardest thing but the best thing we can do is forgive ourselves and others for all those wrong moves, not forget them,
but file them away in a very DEEP recess and look forward flooded with positive thoughts and energy, belief and a determination to change, not take our thoughts so seriously and focus on all the great things that can still happen! Perhaps the best decisions are yet to be made!!


If might have beens were kings and queens then we´d have kingdoms all.
Unknown author.

Equals.

Have we women put our foot in it and spoilt it for ourselves with our endless quest for equality?
Was it so bad to let men go out into the world and do the bread winning while we stayed at home doing what we wanted? Yes I know you´re thinking of housework and cooking, but be honest wasn´t there always time for oneself! We´ve gone on and on about it so much that now we´re EXPECTED to do everything, which can be very unsatisfactory at times. Can men deal with strong minded independent women? Do they still yearn for the fluffy feminines who hang on to their every word, rather than the challenging go getters who criticise and dismiss their ideas with a brisk ¨don´t be ridiculous ¨ Have we made men feel insecure? Many women feel suffocated with all the demands of the lives they lead and therefore tend to be impatient with partners. Are we expecting too much of the poor things? Men are often bewildered by hysterical outbursts when their only crime (as they see it) is not remembering to buy the bread. Women are by nature multi-taskers, men generally are not. Are the roles slowly changing? Are we the ones with purpose and direction and are they secretly enjoying it, staying in the background letting us get on with it? Will this all blow up in our funky faces? Is there going to be a price to pay? Will they be turning to us for endless support, constantly needing reassurance and hugs?
Will we become ¨blokes with breasts¨ is that how they will eventually see us? Well we´ve only got ourselves to blame, who said - Be careful what you wish for, you might just get it!

Judge your success by what you had to give up to get it.

The Dalai Lama.

Ramblings.

I have just sat down here with nothing special in mind. I´ve been told to write whatever comes to mind. Well what comes to mind at the moment is that the heat is intense for the first of July and although I always say I love summer I seem to forget clothes sticking to you and the sweat pouring down your face at all times! Apart from that it´s great. The nights are the best, last night I went to a Flamenco show in a bar just a few paces from the beach, the soft velvety breeze and the smell of the sea so close, I could have stayed all night. I love to watch flamenco dancing and the girls last night were pretty good. The costumes, the music, the clapping and the sheer passion of the dancers, it´s noisy and wild and very difficult to do. I know this because I have taken dancing classes and have really enjoyed it, but it´s not as easy as it looks (like most things in life !) Another thing I love about summer is icy cold champagne on my balcony as night falls. I don´t have a fantastic sea view, but the view of a very busy street with bars and people everywhere and I´m quite happy with that as it passes the time in a quiet, nosy way! The town is starting to fill up with holiday makers, the shops are full, there is nowhere to park and groups of teenagers ( and not so teenagers ) sing loudly at four in the morning making sleep difficult.
O the joys of summer! I love it!



Dream as if you´ll live for ever. Live as if you´ll die today.
James Dean.