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Experimentation

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I have been experimenting with many aspects of my life since Cheryl has gone.

Where am I going? Why am I experimenting? What do I mean by experimenting? Am I searching for life meaning? My life meaning?

Is this worth my effort?

Since I am still here and God has taken her, there must be some reason that the universal conscience has for me. Or that line of thought might just be ego talking. Some days I feel like I am waiting for God to hit me with the answer of what all this is for.

Today the time changes. Why did it change? Did we get more? What is time? Why do I have so many devices in my home to measure it? Why is my circadian rhythm dysrhythmic today?

How much sugar should I add to this? Should I use sugar or honey? Where is this thought going?

I had a strange dream yesterday as I was wakening in the last time zone. My neighbor was holding two tomatoes from our little garden plot and peering into my living room windows. She was waving them up and down in the latest “6-7” motion that the children do meaninglessly. My view in the dream was as though I was looking through a doll house window. She was a giant version of herself. I woke up suddenly with a little shiver. Where did that dreamy thought come from?

Is the One whose name may not be said merely trying to show me that purpose and being are two different ideas and are not correlated? Those just are?

The human mind (maybe just my mind) is just simply too busy. Minds are too busy concerning themselves with ideas like purpose and value. What if my mind could just be? And where is my mind?

Cheryl’s mind left her before her body left the Earth. Taking care of her in her mindless menagerie of demented memories and present existence was my purpose and value for many years.

These days I seem to be experimenting to find new purpose. But what if I merely remain present to what is now. What if?

It is almost 8AM and my mind is telling my body that it was almost 9AM yesterday. Presence to now is what I shout back in my mind. What is it now? Yesterday is no more.

Time only moves forward.

We are all time travelers. See what is now. The future is tomorrow and next month and next year.

I will get there in time.

What is the rush?

Carpe Diem.

Too Busy Too Much

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Can life be too busy? Can it be too much?

At certain times in a time of creativity it is. Yes it can.

I have not been good at blocking throughout my life. I must learn that, the ability to block certain times for certain activities and to block out other thoughts while doing those activities, is helpful to following creative thought.

“Human life revolves around four big questions: What is the meaning of life? What is the ultimate source of right and wrong? How can we reduce the amount of suffering and injustice in the world? How can we understand the world without resorting to magic, using reason and evidence instead? – Jonathan Rauch.” I read this in David Brook’s column in the New York Times. What does that have to do with “too busy”? Throughout my life (and career as a controls designer) I found that when I was up against a particularly vexing problem – dilemma, conundrum – simply walking away mentally for awhile helped with finding a solution or at least a path towards one. Some would call this prayer. I think of prayer as a literal request, so, I do not. (Maybe I should think of prayer differently – a different topic.) Although I am not good at blocking, there are too many devices nearby, I am able to about-face my mind and focus entirely on something very different. Jonathan’s list groups some of the topics hovering in the background that jump into the foreground when I let my mind wander off the vexation.

These are all deep enduring thought exercises. If I truly want to abandon rational thought for awhile I ponder the meaning of Facebook, TikTok and X.

Writing these small blog posts help me to disengage for a bit.

Simply disabling the ringer on the mobile phone is remarkably satisfying.

Life is too busy.

I want to devote more time to writing. I want to devote more time to travel. I want to devote more time to service others. I want to do more me before there is less me to do it.

Carpe Diem

Ice Cream

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This morning my thoughts turned to ice cream. Cheryl and I often went out for ice cream in the evening. In two smaller suburbs there was a Dairy Queen in one – she likes Oreo Blizzards – and Aglemessis Bros. which is a small local ice cream and confectionery. She likes black raspberry chocolate chip.

There is a very good story about the second store. many years ago when Cheryl was still working one of her coworkers would have what she referred to as “Grandma’s Camp”. She invited the grandchildren to stay with her for a week in the summer individually so that she could get to know each child without the distraction of the others and the bigger family around that would be there during big family gatherings. Cheryl decided that this was a good, bordering on great idea.

Audrey, Anna’s third child, stayed with us during this episode of our life adventure when she was about seven years. I am unsure exactly how old she was but it suffices to say she was a young child. She was a very early reader which became apparent when I took her with me to visit my mother at the independent living situation she was staying in to help organize her meds for another week. Audrey read some of the names of the medications and was asking me what various ones were for. Mom took a bunch of stuff.

Afterward I took her to Aglemessis Bros. for ice cream. This store has an old fashioned soda fountain style counter in it that you can sit at and watch the folks (soda jerks) dish up the ice cream and sodas. We sat there. There is a big board on the wall listing all of the flavors and other less important information about price. There is also a menu of sundaes and other goodies in addition to a display case for various chocolate delights and chunky chocolate all sold buy the pound. It is a chocoholic addict’s downfall. Audrey looked up at the board and said to me, ” Grampaw, they have chocolate chocolate chip!” I responded yes they do and you can probably get hot fudge on top if you want that also. I did not know at the time that my granddaughter was a chocolate fan like me. (It makes me smile inside when I recall this experience.)

I think she got chocolate sauce on her two scoops of double chocolate chip ice cream as did I and we sat with satisfaction as we ate and watched the activity behind the counter. I suppose that is why I particularly enjoyed bringing Cheryl to the Aglemessis store. It always reminds me of this story. I think tomorrow perhaps I will see if I can bring Cheryl some black raspberry chocolate chip ice cream from there.

From a precocious, chocolate loving, early reading, intelligent young girl to a beautiful young woman, when I think of Cheryl and I going to Aglemessis Bros. for ice cream, I think of Audrey and chocolate chocolate chip.

Carpe Diem.