Mixing up names

 

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It’s not just an adult being forgetful or unconscious, in particular a mother:

It’s a proof of love

 

At least that is what a very small article in a magazine accompanying the Sunday paper informs me.

 

Thank goodness: my kids always thought that my calling them by each others names had some sinister meaning, or that I was having memory problems. Non several American psychologists have studied the question and determined that one most easily calls one child or sibling by another’s name when one loves them! And apparently the phenomenon is not limited to any age but can happen at any one of them.

 

I always told them when it upset them that they should be grateful that I wasn’t calling them by one of the cat’s names, but now I can say, it was love, pure love. Thank goodness.

 

Of course there is one small fly in the ointment: these were American psychologists….

 

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Living well

Writing those words – the title of an article in my local Sunday paper – I didn’t first think of the classical “living well” but rather of the more specific … a well (of water) that is alive. Why? It is amazing how the mind can take detours even whilst wanting to actually interpret something as written. I thought of my older son who has a Master’s in Environmental Engineering, I thought of my younger son who loves nothing better than to be out in nature and has perhaps come across a “living” well or two in his lifetime.

I meant, however to address the subject of living in such a manner that one can deem one’s life well lived.

That in turn brings up more questions than answers: living a long life?, living in comfort? living without illness? living alone? with a lot of people? living in the sun? living in the mountains? Or by the ocean? or in the middle of a desert? living with goals? living for others? living for oneself?  I think for the moment I’ll simply admit that I am not Plato, Aristotle nor any of a 100 modern and better-philosophers-than-I. I’ll just go out and continue to live my life – the one I have always loved – as well as I can, and by “well” I don’t only mean philosophically, but also health-wise. Tough indeed in the current world situation.

Spring

summer sunset

Fall

winter sunset

Bright new beginnings

 

La Couronne, 1246 Corsier, Switzerland

Or gray, dreary dull starts if one is talking about the weather!

But then again, I would rather not: they had predicted snow during the night so when I woke up to grey, drizzly I was not well pleased

 

Pleased though to turn over a leaf, shut down 2020, get rid of last year, call it what you will, gone forever more 2020 and even if 2021 does not come with a guarantee of better things, surely it will be generally better for all of us.

 

My endings were good: I “last-footed” one of my best friends, i.e. dropped by with a magazine (for those wanting to know more about “last-footing” it doesn’t exist, but rather was my on-the-spot interpretation for ending the year seeing a friend as opposed to the Scottish “first-footing”) First footing’s origins are nebulous, some feel that it was the blond-haired Vikings, which struck terror into the local’s hearts, but it is accepted that it is the first person to cross one’s threshold after midnight. They are meant to bring luck and should be dark-haired (referring back to the terror of the blond Vikings?).

 

I did not stay up til midnight! My family did not have a history of celebrating New Year’s Eve, and my husband mainly did precious little as well, so it is fine with me if we drink our champagne at any time after 18:00 that suits and say “well it’s New Year’s somewhere in the world” and go have a normal night.

 

This morning as I went out to get bread at the local bakery, there was not a soul about, so the first person I saw was the chap who runs the “La Couronne” in my village. Full of light I was gifted a to-go coffee and feel that that went well towards having my first foot in 2021 be a very pleasant one.

 

Written to friends and family yesterday: “As we say goodbye (ok good riddance) to 2020, we have high hopes for 2021: may they all come true! Gather our small groups, look forward and work towards a better day, one which we can all have a part in making come true. I am sure that if we try we CAN improve things as long as we remember to pull together, to unite (or re-unite), to express our feelings, but not expect others to agree - and above all be willing to listen to other opinions”.

I wish you all peace, joy and happiness.

I'm not infallible...

Being the oldest of four, being slightly organized when compared to the chaos of most of the world, I am sometimes led to believe that I have it all together.

I have many un-strengths, but usually, a sense of direction isn't one of them until all of a sudden it is a major blooper (anyone who remembers that word? Sure dates me doesn't it, but then I have never been afraid to admit to my real age).

I'll let you find out for yourself in the following blog.

https://theexpatwriter.blogspot.com/2020/07/julia-doesnt-always-know-way.html

As we managed to arrive in time to get served, what could have been a total disaster turned into just another "adventure" à la Julia and D-L. Some friendships have fun going the wrong way!

Being sensible, or….

Not my usual state of affairs, nor mind.

For once in my life having planned something I woke up thinking: really, get sensible – one doesn’t need to go out in the heat, burn up the miles in a train just to end up paying a hotel overnight, all with the goal of “using” pre-paid daily cards.

If that is my only loss due to Covid-19 I can count myself blessed!

It all started well way back a year ago, mentioned in my “Train to somewhere” blog in January of this year.

I purchased, combined with a half-tariff train pass, 20 day cards at a very good price, i.e., one that was even cheaper than buying the same day cards from my community. However, as I planned on using most of them during March and April of this year (valid a year), I hadn’t been too generous with my trips during the winter. How could I know that Covid-19 would come along and upset all travel plans?

That left me with more than half to use in just two months. In June I did manage to use 5 and had a great time, but one also has to remember that one has friends, travels with second parties and the like so I entered July with 6 still left. Break-even point would be 17 as that would be the equivalent of my community cards, but I still have 3 till that point.

As I was free today and tomorrow I had actually even packed a small suitcase with the plan of leaving after my haircut and spending the night somewhere else, thus using two. Upon awakening though and realizing that the weather is to be stormy in all the areas in which I was interested I “woke up”. Why try and use two cards, whilst paying for a hotel room that would be worth more than the two combined when I have so many things to do here at home?

I got sensible, stayed here, did a lot of admin this morning, then called a friend to see if she was available for lunch. No, but wonder of wonders I now know that they have a working, fixed telephone and that I can actually call them without going through the shenanigans of her cell phone (always off), their out-of-the-country phone, his cell phone (half a chance or less) or a message via social media. Oh the luxury – I was very chuffed.

No problem that they weren’t available, I called another of those dear friends whom I haven’t seen in it seems forever and we will have coffee when we go grocery shopping.

I don’t plan on making it a habit but being sensible is working out well indeed… this time.

I would attribute this, if I could, but not quite sure who used or designed it first.

Simply being

A THOUGHT FOR TODAY:

Not that I want to be a god or a hero. Just to change into a tree, grow for ages, not hurt anyone. -Czeslaw Milosz, poet and novelist (30 Jun 1911-2004)

Ah what a lovely thought.

In these uncertain times I wonder what it would be like to simply be a tree – to live, breath, take the sun, take the rain, the snow, whatever “life” throws whilst simply putting back fresh into the air and joy into the hearts of those who love nature.

To simply BE instead of trying to worry about all the consequences, the emotions, the 180° turns that life often takes. Perhaps that is to truly be a god or a hero, being always available, being always even-tempered (ok when a tree falls and causes havoc it is often due to its roots over which it has no control or a storm, again no control), being always there.

I love life and living, emulating a tree might be the way to go.

How was that trip?

So yesterday we started off, catching a train headed for the state of Schwyz in Switzerland.

Stopping along the way, first in Neuchatel where we had a lovely walk in the Spring sunshine along the lake, then on to Bern where we decided to have a delicious lunch in one of the many just as lovely restaurants near the Federal buildings.

In the afternoon traveled along several lakes, stopping at whim for coffee in one of them before arriving at our goal of the city of Schwyz for the night.

A cocktail on an open terrace, a stroll around the Old town, a great meal in a colorful restaurant we then went to bed in a delightful hotel and slept the sleep of the just.

This morning, a lovely breakfast then we went to the Forum of Swiss History – our main goal – to see the charter from 1291 that was the beginnings of today’s Confederation of Helvetican states – better known as Switzerland.

Lunch along the lake of Lucern, in Brunnen, better known to locals as the Vierwaldstättersee or the Lake of the 4 Cantons,

Then it was time to catch yet another train: we traveled with what is known as “day cards” both days. This allowed us to go where we wanted, when we wanted, staying as short or as long as we wanted. Even to backtrack or take side trips. Highly recommended!

This time and just because we could, we went through the alps instead of around and returned via an entirely different canton and scenery. The cherry on the cake was having cocktails in the dining car – antipasti with Prosecco.

What was the occasion, who the guest? One of my dear friends had a special birthday last fall and this was what I gave her as a present. We duly researched, settled on a date (about half-way to the next birthday) and were really excited.

However, what I have just described was a virtual trip in my dreams as, due to Covid-19 we were not able to undertake it at this time.

When we do finally get to, I am sure that it will be even better than what I imagined!