It’s time to get clear about Cranky Bastard Syndrome.
Over the next few posts we'll focus on…
You know the type. Accomplished and successful on the surface but unhappy with the way things are.
They give more attention to the things that are going wrong than the ones going right.
It’s not always obvious where our attention should go.
One winter, on retreat at the School of Philosophy (where I’m both a student and tutor), it was my job to turn large slabs of wood into firewood.
When I was 10 years old I loved the guitar.
Of course, I desperately wanted an electric one like my rock and roll heroes, but was happy to do my apprenticeship on an acoustic.
It’s no secret that we never really see what’s going on in front of us.
Of course our eyes, ears, nose, tongue, and skin register what’s happening. But by the time our minds make sense of the data received, our filters have done their work.
How much time and energy do you spend each day worrying about something?
Or, if you’re not particularly the worrying type, how much time do you see others spending in that state?
We all know the expression; “curiosity killed the cat”. The trouble with sayings like that is they can be passed off as common sense or timeless wisdom and taken out of context.
The wrong spin on this one in particular could be debilitating!
Noticed anyone losing their temper recently? Either a stranger or someone close to you like a colleague, friend or family member?
We “inherited” a professional gardener recently and every time he’s come to mow the lawn he’s broken something.* He’s put a hole in the hose, cut the washing line, poisoned the good ground cover as well as the weeds, and more.
Welcome to Summer (in Australia, at least) or should I say welcome to the Silly Season? December's fun, but it also means more to do with fewer productive days to do it in.
The atrocious events in Paris on the weekend are an affront to any person or society that values freedom.
Not your job description (I know you could repeat that) but the overall value your efforts deliver. The big picture!
This message is simple, and it comes in response to a complaint I'm hearing too often. It goes something like this.
Like many blokes, I’m not a great gift shopper. I love giving gifts, but usually end up stuck for ideas and find the process of shopping time consuming and frustrating, particularly when it comes to jewellery.
Sergeant Shultz was the bumbling but likeable prison guard in the Hogan’s Heroes TV series, while Socrates was said to be the wisest person of his time (Greece around 400BC).
What could they possibly have had in common?