jog, then a blog

As New Year’s Eve fast approaches and the Christmas is nearly over, I turn my attention to my new year’s resolutions.   Not that I’m going to reveal them all  here at the risk of boring everyone to tears. But there is one or two which I gladly share.  I intend to jog at least 10 minutes a day, come what may, in 2013 and I also intend to blog on a daily basis, sorry!!!

So that means that on 1st January I have to be fit to start, I can’t very well renege on my very first day.  Whatever about the blog, the jog is not going to happen if I ring in the new year with friends and family and have a tad too much to drink.  And that leads me to the conclusion that I’ll simply have to go to bed at 11 o’clock on New Year’s Eve, read my book for  half an hour and be asleep by midnight.  That way I’ll start off 2013 well;  have my jog, write my blog and all without the slog!!!   BORING!!!

The end is nigh

So who of you out there are worried that the world is about to end, that on saturday morning the sun won’t shine on our lands, nor will rain fall on our roofs; no looking forward to the lengthening of the days – that simply won’t happen and we won’t be having a white christmas, that turkey will not get cooked, not in our ovens anyway,  nor will santa come down that chimney. Thursday will be the last time we talk of the tomorrows and friday will be the last time we talk of the todays and it’ll never become a yesterday.

How will it come about?. Will we suddenly just see a flashing light far too great to bear and then we are no more? Or will we be deafened by a terrible and powerful noise just before we cease to be?

Well I, for one, look forward to saturday. I know I’ll wake up with just an inkling that I’ve had a glass of wine too much to drink the night before (family coming from Denmark so we’ll have to celebrate ).

What we really should be worried about is that we might possibly continue to exist for a long time to come in the exact same manner as we are at present and that nothing will ever change. Now that’s a scary thought.

A lot of lovin’ goes a long way

We’re not talking about the intimate type here although that, too, does help feed the soul.  It’s about reaching out to those around us, feeling their presence, knowing we need them as much as they need us.  It’s also about that genuine good will; that helping out a neighbour in need; appreciating all the good things and, most importantly, good people around us.

Sometimes our heads are so stuck up our ‘you know what’ that we don’t see the bounty of good cheer from others.  We feel isolated and alone.  And even though Joe Soap, who we dont know from Adam, has just passed by, given us a lovely smile and sent some words of salute our way, we didn’t even notice.  No, we just went on ahead, ploughing through the multitude, cursing each and every one for being in our way.  We arrive at our destination, wherever that might be, with a headache and a feeling of frustration and all this because we are too much into our own troubles and full of our own importance.  We have forgotten the golden rule “Love thy neighbour”.

And now at the risk of sounding too corny and “goody goody” I have to say that wee expression just mentioned is more important than we think.   You know the feeling you get when you lend a helping hand to someone and ease their stress or you do a good deed for the day?  That’s what we’re talking about here; what is referred to as “lovin'”.  There’s more than enough to go around for everyone.  What goes around comes around.

I’m going to take my leave now  and practice what I preach and send out a few “love vibes” to whoever out there cares to receive them.  CATCH!!