THANK YOU BRAD 49855 for this..
TID- BIT .. In her book, “The Right to Write”.. author Julia Cameron writes of a wonderful ‘writing concept’ ..
It is a PHENOMENAL BOOK and I wish I could quote her verbatim but I can only paraphrase Julia Cameron.. she says that ..
A writer does NOT sit around waiting for inspiration to write.. NO.. on the contrary.. it is the VERY ACT OF WRITING THAT CALLS FORTH the words to be written..
So I begin this TID-BIT and the rest WILL FOLLOW.. you gotta have faith .. here we go..
Why is it that I had to come to India in 1990 in order to learn how to most effectively clean surfaces..
After some two or more thousand years.. these folks have some things figured out believe thee me ..
You NEVER use a circular motion to wipe a surface.. NO.. you use strokes that go in ONE DIRECTION ONLY and you keep repeating this.. say from right to left.. IF you use a circular motion you just smear the dirt around..
I learned this watching the staff in the New Delhi YMCA ‘sweep’ the hall floors of the sand from a sand storm.. they go to one end of the hall and diligently.. going in one direction only.. push the sand in one direction.. complete the trip and go back and repeat it ..
Same for a table top.. just go with multiple strokes in one direction and you will get it clean .. and ..
NOTHING ON EARTH CHECKS A TABLE TOP FOR BEING CLEAN THAN ONE’S BARE HAND ..
TID-BIT .. you have gotta LOVE GOOGLE.. back some days ago .. I wrote of the little Thank You Card to Patti (WHICH .. by the way .. has NOT yet arrived and she went into the Registered Mail September 29th and today is the 16 of October) .. and I had NO CLUE as to the spelling of what a caterpillar goes through to become a butterfly..
So off to GOOGLE I went and entered .. Butterfly Met___________ AND THAT WAS ALL I GOT DOWN .. METAMORPHOSIS .. GOOGLE finished off for me..
OK.. today I planned to be a low-key .. stay in the room day .. it was NOT ..
So out and off went Gimmesome Roy.. to the land that knows no time..
Just wait.. JUST WAIT .. IF POOR ANDRE DOES NOT COLLAPSE WHEN HE SEES THEM ALL ARRIVE FOR HIM TO POST .. UNTIL YOU SEE THE PHOTOS I TOOK OF CALCUTTA..
Oh My.. could I ‘wax’ prolific about the relationship one develops with one’s WEBMASTER ..I now see there was a good reason to use the word MASTER..
When he says “Cap do NOT touch.. ” .. let me tell you all.. Captain here does NOT touch.. he began to take me through some photo manipulations and calmly wrote.. “IF you make a mis-step it could cause me a LOT OF STRESS..”
And I immediately replied in an e-mail.. I will NOT even begin to get into this ..
I have GOT TO SIGN OFF HERE AND GO BATHE AND EAT AND REST UP AND PACK SOME THINGS TO MOVE..
YOU SHOULD HAVE HEARD ALL OF THE BOBBSEYS WHEN I BEGAN TO MOVE THEM AROUND THE ROOM THIS MORNING.. THEY KNOW.. THEY KNOW WHEN THINGS ARE GOING TO HAPPEN .. THEY ALL SAID IN UNISON.. GET READY TO GO DAD IS AT IT AND WE ARE MOVING ..
Sadly .. the Bobbsey population fluctuates.. some die (get broken in moving.. or get lost when I do not take proper care of them and they fall out of my pack on buses and so forth).. makes me NUTS when I lose an IMPORTANT Bobbsey .. and it recently happened .. and . . I got onto a bus and a man said “Sir.. you dropped something” and sure enough.. I had.. I did not zip shut my little carry-bag and one of them fell out onto the floor of the bus.. and then I KNEW that this exact thing had happened to the missing Bobbsey ..
Then again I purchase and I add to the team new members.. having found the local HARDWARE STORE I have been purchasing all sorts of miscellaneous hardware.. numbered drill bits .. wire .. sand paper .. and on and on and on .. ten little plastic boxes to carry things the size of a large paper clip .. more bowls.. sigh.. but my relationship with my equipment is vital ..
This morning I was ‘shredding’ four pages of address lists (yes.. again..) and I managed to cut into my left middle finger with my scissors.. DON’T ASK ME HOW I DO THINGS LIKE THIS .. and I needed a band aid and they are in a little plastic box just for them..
THAT BOBBSEY (the plastic box with band aids) has gone missing.. so I had to just go out and let the bleeding stop.. it did.. I took a bottle of hand sanitizer with me to keep it clean..
I AM NOW JUST FLUSHING DOWN THE TOILET MY SHREDDED LISTS.. NO MORE IN THE TRASH EVEN ..
HORRIBLE DOG FIGHT IN THE ALLEY OUTSIDE THE DOOR AND IN FRONT OF MOTHER TERESA’S MOTHER HOUSE..
GOOD LORD AND YOU ASK ME..
“CAP.. WHAT IS IT YOU LOVE ABOUT INDIA?”
DON’T YOU GET IT? WHEN YOU SEE THE PICTURES OF CALCUTTA’S MAIDAN YOU WILL HAVE ONE ANSWER..
over and out for now.. with love.. cap ..
- For What It’s Worth.. 45.1.. October 15, 2011
- For What It’s Worth.. 47.. October 17, 2011