But much like the state of .. oh, wait.. That’s politics. I’ll skip it. Let’s just say, the final decision rests with me, I just want to see what *others* think. I bet you do too.
Eunoia’s format is shifting. Thank you to my dear ones who share their polite, constructive notes with me. I have willing volunteers to discuss maid training, affirmations, personal growth ideas, and the format of Spoken by Elswyth.
As you know, this isn’t my full-time job and it is my goal to continue to make it never feel like a job at all. The feedback I’ve received on structure allows for a consistent feel to Eunoia. What started off as a couple of minutes of focused time has evolved into this goodwill between us, an open conversation, and I want to keep it that way.
With that said, Eunoia will have defined parts. We will always begin with the preamble for shoutouts, answers, and updates. This is followed by time to prepare yourself for our daily devotion and a one minute period of quiet. We’ll wrap up with any homework or permissive circumstances to make it easier for you to get onto that busy – or pleasurable – post-Eunoia bit.
After we’ve wrapped up our March, I’m using the beginning part of April to put into place a clever idea given to me by a follower. Previously I tried to stick to one theme per week, but that can be limiting. Instead, we will follow thoughts where they take us. Eunoia will be recorded one day in advance so it’s scheduled to be up early for those AHEAD in the time zones.
Ack. The delay for today’s Eunoia rests on the shoulders of HP. Actually, I s’pose that isn’t fair. It’s mostly on my shoulders for being in denial about my laptop. My laptop that has crossed the ocean a few times, enjoyed loads of video chats, and endless hours as part of the freelance crowd in the cafe — is dying. Maybe it’s pining for the days of backpack life and indie coffee shop music? (I now have a Monty Python sketch in my head – my fav one too!)
It appears the bitcoin, etc, miners have made it ridiculously awkward to shop for a PC. While I am sure I’ll have more coffeeshop days, the reality of Covid has meant over a year of WFH and setting up my environment for it. If you told 2019 me that I would be choosing home office life over my local cafe I would have said “no way”. I also would have scoffed at the idea of wanting a decent graphics card, monitor (I had zero idea they had various mhz), etc.
The new PC should arrive around the end of the month. Meanwhile, my laptop limps on.
It also fits in with today’s Eunoia theme regarding rekindling relationships. I had a moment.. or two.. of being swept up by the Mac love affair before remembering WHY I broke it off after our three-year fling. You see, it decided to be a butt about battery swelling and keys popping off. For a diva that expensive, I needed more from the relationship.
Warm and happy feelings filled me when I woke this morning (and, no, it wasn’t just about the orgasm(s))..
I have set my bedroom Alexa to a routine that hits all the right notes. The discipline of waking early, usually just before the sunrise, has always boosted my creativity. The challenge is keeping discipline during a topsy turvy time in the world. But we also know discipline can mean many things, both naughty and nice…
For the curious ones – my routine has a bit o’ whimsy (random greeting), bit o’ useful (BBC headlines), and bit o’ joy (a certain song). The light is set to mimic a sunrise, although it’s getting brighter earlier at my latitude. By the time that is done, all melatonin has washed away and I’m ready.
I’m not a pollyanna, not every day is sunshine and roses. There are days when the thoughts try to creep in faster than my emotional mental defense can shove ’em on out. Usually I can slow down and work out just *why* that is and there’s something to be said for saying “I feel like a crab ass. I have no reason to be a crab ass”. It helps me get on with life.
A habit of mine is to adopt new habits (ha) on special days. I’m rarely one for New Years resolutions because, well, I feel like New Years is still a day for fun and January is resetting time on its own. But I’ve been known to use a friend’s birthday to give up sugar (usually from one friend’s birthday to another). Or use an obscure holiday as the kick-off for daily writing for a month. I’ve even used an equinox as the start date for learning a new piece of music.
My confession is this, I have major dislike for days blurring together and feeling like time has been lost or forgotten. Being on auto-pilot doesn’t work for me even though I do love the discipline of certain routines. They don’t create an autopilot zombie state for me which I think is something others might fear — I mean, outside of fun-fun-fun hypno playtimes.
Quite a few of my happy harem dears have habit trackers and goals. I know there is a deep urge for discipline and accountability. It is a pleasure to be privvy to those goals and see that progress. And it doesn’t have to be the typical shit that people pick, does it? Learn that song, gain that League rank, finish that java class, write that email, start more conversations, sketch a leaf a day, etc.. You’re not stuck. There’s no reason you need to choose from the mundane list because, my dear, you are not mundane. I know this. You wouldn’t be here if you didn’t have a love for the different, the out of the box. So don’t think of discipline or goals in the way others do. Move beyond.
Today’s word takes us down an interesting road. It isn’t your typical goal word. I don’t think you’ll find it engraved on a charm bracelet or turned into decorative art — although you do see it in the UK a lot outside of takeaways!