Well. All my plans for a careful series of steps towards "independence": completely
*
over*
stepped :-)I do like to "be prepared". To list future tasks in a logical, ordered progression. Yet I believe -- strongly -- that ... I forget the exact quote ... No plan survives contact with the enemy. Or even, in more peaceful planning, No plan survives contact with the future.
So I may have a very vague, very long-term goal. I know the general direction to achieve that goal. I see a few *short* term steps which will -- I believe -- get me just a short way towards that goal. That are unlikely, at least, to lead me *away* from that goal.
I begin to take those steps. Checking as I go. Does this seem to be the "positive" result that I am expecting? Can I now see a choice that may be "better"? Can I see further tasks -- beyond the already-planned few -- which look as though they will continue my progression towards my overall goal?
That is: my planned tasks start with "do this now"(*) ... and get more and more vague as they get further into the future. And the task list may stop -- with an obvious gap -- well before any end-goal has been reached.
(*) Of course plenty of my plans don't even have a "do this now" task. They are... usually.
.
. the less important / less possible / I have no idea how, plans.This morning I blogged of the steps -- past and future -- which are giving me a feeling of returning independence. Basically, I am working back to the feeling that I can -- without help ! -- get back to being able to go out and about. Funny how collapsing unconscious can l
e
ad to a loss of confidence :-)Today's step was
:
Deb drops me off,
to have a yarn with my brother in the city, then I make my own way home by taxi. A simple enough task, appropriate to my current... confidence. (More on the yarn, later.)All fine..
.
until I vary the plan! Taxi? No way! I decide to catch the bus!And I catch the bus home. There are several stages: walk, bus, bus, walk. I'm in no hurry, I wait however long it takes for each bus to arrive. There is time to get some helpful information at the busport where I change buses. It is all very easy :-)
aside: The bus
system
is brilliant! Clear signs, helpful
bus drivers and information staff, easy-to-understand systems
in the new -- to me -- busport. Better yet, free transport in the hours that I am travelling... You know, I'd vote for the politicians who decided to have all this set up. If they
weren't all, politicians.It's easy. I get home (and let Deb know that I'm safely home).
But why do I claim that today's travel has "over-stepped" my plans?!
This must be the first time in twenty or more *years* that I have used Perth public transport. While I was "fit and well" I was reluctant to use public transport. Partly, I like to drive. And partly,
reluctance
to learn a new skill, to learn how to
use public transport. Which
reluctance may have been based on fear of making a stupid mistake :-)So, today, I have progressed even beyond my fit-and-well independence. So there :-)
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This morning I met with my brother. The one who works in the city. We discussed cancer, family, work, health, naturopathy... That's my brother's special interest in health, naturopathy.
Usually, I agree when I agree. (I do support the underlying concepts, as explained by my brother.) And when I disagree, I keep quiet. (Usually.)
Today I am more questioning. More, clearly, doubting.
Distinctly doubting s
ome of the points. Sorry, brother :-)In fact, that's just my way of showing more interest...
I'm happy to listen to, discuss, perhaps think about, almost anything. When the topic appears to be irrelevant -- to me -- I
say just enough to keep
the conversation going. Now... for some reason... anything "healthy" seems to be relevant.When a topic seems relevant -- or interesting for some other reason -- I want to know more, to understand. The best way to do that -- for me -- is to ask questions. Questions to help me to gain a better understanding. Questions so that I can better accept -- or reject -- what I am hearing. The more questions I ask, the more I am listening. (Well, not quite. Sometimes I am able to listen without questioning.)
I ask questions, that does not mean that I am disagreeing. I do not ask questions, that does not mean that I am agreeing. What I am doing is, adding to my knowledge... or to my information, anyway. (
Data
... information...knowledge... wisdom
... A separate topic for a different blog
:-)Now I go home. Absorb, analyse, interpret, etc... until I reach some sort of agreement with and within myself. Then I will accept... whatever ideas I have decided to accept. I may take relevant action. Or I may be back for more discussion, with more
specific
ideas. To be discussed
... challenged
... built on.So, Thanks for the ideas! They
are not rejected, just
under review.And it was great to catch up
:-)
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Later: My brother phones. Did I make it home okay? Easy, I brag :-) And the call gives me a chance to ask questions on a totally different topic. Which were not asked because we ran out of time. Questions on which my brother is... at least the *family* expert.
An enjoyable day. And a satisfying expedition.
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Dr Nick Lethbridge / Consulting Dexitroboper
Agamedes Consulting / Problems? Solved.
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Now so much more than a simple holiday blog: https://notdotdeaddotyet.blogspot.com.au :-)
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"The grass is always greener when you add a bit of manure." … per Ginger Meggs
Dr Nick Lethbridge / Consulting Dexitroboper
Agamedes Consulting / Problems? Solved.
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Now so much more than a simple holiday blog: https://notdotdeaddotyet.
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"The grass is always greener when you add a bit of manure." … per Ginger Meggs
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