Stealing from Sunday Style

Like a child coming crying to their parent after they broke the cookie jar because they stood on a drawer to get it out of the top cabinet, I am coming back to this blog after almost two weeks off.

The momentum was good, but then it got lost and I'm still trying to find it. So I thought I'd at least try pick it back up by posting something that I was not smart enough to have written but am smart enough to share. 

*me right now.....

Sunday style is a glossy mag part in the Sunday newspaper that makes the weekend (or in my case, the week as I stole it from the cafe across the rd when it was a day old) all the more enjoyable. It features articles on health, fashion, technology and feel goods, and more. 

Scott Simon tweeted from his mother's deathbed and in this article shares memories about her last few days: 

*** Disclaimer : the text that is about to follow is not mine and I just copied it.

"Death makes life worthwhile. It gives each moment meaning....but death drives life. It frightens and inspires us. Do away with death and we'd have no reason to get out of bed (or into it), grow, work, love. Why would we do much of anything if we had the time for everything? It's the certainty of death that moves us to write poems, find friends and sail across oceans and skies. It's because we know we don't have all the time in the world that we try to use the uncertain and unknowable time we have to do something that endures. It's why we have children." 

Scott Simon's book- Unforgettable is out on April 1 and his Twitter is @nprscottsimon

This next bit, which was on the next page, is Jess Fink (@jessefink)'s take on the dangers of selfie sticks and not just the physical:

"Increasingly, no matter one's age or background, the precious moments of our lives-particularly our travels- are committed to SD cards and Instagram feeds, not our memories. Advances in technology have had an undeseriable effect; our imaginations are not really being nourished, just our narcissim."

I would like to point out that I do see that I am being somewhat ironic and hypocritical sharing this exert since it could be seen both as unimaginative and narcissistic but it's still food for thought and going to inspire me to work out my imagination a bit more this week.

Plus, what Scott Simon said about the fact that our time on earth is finite certainly is what I needed to get my A into G and at least attempt at an upload.

Speaking of uploads, check out the video my Mate made about Keeping Salad Safe:http://youtu.be/bFO6I1RDbdo

Jj

Creating space for joy

We think between 50,000 and 70,000 thoughts a day. Only 5% are original thoughts, the rest are on repeat. (According to research)

"Do I look good today"

"What am I going to have for breakfast/lunch/dinner"

"Blah blah blah"

We describe thoughts as able to take up space. We describe negative thoughts as heavy ones, that can 'weigh on our shoulders' and bring us down. 

If only 5% of our daily thoughts are original, why is so much room being taken up by the others?

I dunno, but hopefully me asking you this question will give you the chance to have an original thought. 

Yuss! 

Here's another thought, have you ever recieved a tiny note or text that has made you smile? Something a stranger has said that has brightened your day?

It's not small, but it made such a difference!

On the other side of the fence, has someone done or said, or haven't done or said, something small that has got under your skin, into your brain and weighed you down? 

Maybe the thing that was said or done didn't take up much space in time but did take up a lot of space in your mind. 

What's going to take up the space in your brain?

I'm not saying banish negative thoughts; ignoring and bottling anything isn't healthy. 

What I am suggesting (and personally really needing to try to focus on at the moment) is opening or stretching your mind to create more space, and saying to some of the thousands of unoriginal and negative thoughts "sorry, I don't have room for you anymore."

Use the your head space for the things you love.

It's prime realestate, a space for the things that make you feel good.

Create space for joy.

Jj