Sunday, 14 August 2011

Happy and joyful with others...



A lot of what he says resonates with me since we both had tough childhoods.  I was luckier though, since my father – a kind, gentle yet solitary man – made sure I had a few good years as a small child. After that many factors including lack of money to continue to employ nannies and the law which would have seen me removed from his care should he have complained, facilitated the abuse.

Omega states that people advise attending social events to learn how to enjoy them.  While practice might help, I cannot see that a chain of painful experiences would help in any way to create positive feelings and motivation to attend further such gatherings.  I’ve noticed a lot of my introvert mates attend hobby clubs/groups and enjoy the company of their friends – this sounds much better as a way of building confidence than the torture of random social events.

I often walk past venues full of happy, joyful people socializing with their friends after work. It’s easy to think that is the benchmark for all, but after deep reflection I’ve decided that it is not.

Extroverts and people who can drink alcohol no doubt thrive in such environments. I’ve tried it and am unimpressed. I can’t hear what people are saying, I don’t drink alcohol and don’t understand the drinking culture and I don’t have the budget to match the consumption and generosity of other people. Overall, I find large gatherings stressful and unrewarding!    

My strategies for surviving large gatherings include:
  • establishing the format and requirements of the gathering
  • dressing appropriately so as to blend in and not be noticed
  • finding  a purpose, such as organizing and caring for participants
  • going with or recruiting another more solitary person so as to not be embarrassed by being alone
  • putting on my ‘networking’ hat and going all out to widen my spread of contacts
 On the other hand, I really enjoy spending time with select other introverts. Almost always these are men that are similar to my father – very clever, accomplished, quiet and wise. Mostly we learn from each other and provide support as we can. As we get older and learn to enjoy quietness and just being in the company of one other, some of these social situations are just about being companionable and finding a quiet haven from a stressful life filled with demanding people.

I’ve accepted that I am hardwired to only enjoy socializing with certain people in certain situations and often only one other person. Thus, I actively seek out compatible people and set up situations which we can both enjoy. Hence, it’s easy to be “happy and joyful”. 
A lovely rose I photographed while enjoying one of my first outings with Awesome. 

Friday, 12 August 2011

Being part of the magic!

Some years ago, as I searched for a way to a better life, I wrote a poem to a friend, asking him to leave the door open just a little on his happy life, so I could feel a tiny draft of that happy warm air escaping into the bitter cold of my dark existence.  

I lived on a metaphorical glimpse through a steamed up window to a life that glowed with purpose and human warmth. I followed the long dark, cold path towards the promise of something better until, by a small miracle, I gained a coveted position in a prestigious institution.   

At first I vicariously experienced the magic warmth of that desired life. I walked though the city dressed smartly, my hair clipped elegantly. I passed the barristers in wigs on their way to court and the wealthy swept past in their luxury brand-name cars. I felt excited and privileged just to be a nameless part of it all.   

Then Awesome invited me inside his life to soak up some of that magic warmth and feel safe and happy, even if just for a little while. When you read this Dearest – again, thank you!

I often walk at night admiring the icy stark beauty of the built environment in the inky, sparkly mirror of the Brisbane river....pure magic! 

Tuesday, 2 August 2011

Vanity thy name is Candice!

Normally I maintain a high level of confidence re my appearance by telling (fooling?) myself that Eurasian women age much better than ‘white’ women. HA! - a weak foundation indeed!

Just recently we met a close friend of Awsome and his date – OOOOO – blonde, dressed to glow, perfect makeup, outgoing, pretty! 

Then I glanced at Billy’s online dating favourites list…oh my…blonde, youthful, perfect complexions…glamour shots all!

Cue extreme case of feeling NOT glamorous, not worthy of such an Awesome man and definitely not competitive with all those gorgeous women! 

It’s hard maintaining self-esteem with treacherous changes in hormones deteriorating what looks one has – finally I have to work on my appearance and not just rely on good skin, high cheekbones, proportional figure etc!

<sigh>

The truth is when men judge my attractiveness they will compare me with my perceived cohort (40 somethings) and it will not help that I look relatively good for a 50 something…  
  
I think this image captures my feelings right now .... shaken not stirred ...

Wednesday, 27 July 2011

Atlantis - last lift off of space shuttle

Source MSN
 "The space shuttle Atlantis lifts off from launch pad 39A at the Kennedy Space Centre in Cape Canaveral, Florida. The 12-day mission, known as STS-135, to the International Space Station is the last mission in the Space Shuttle program."

I watched the first space shuttle lift off some 30 years ago. We ran outside and I saw the fuel tank etc burn up as it hurtled back towards earth after being de-linked from the shuttle.

Brilliant 20 something ...impossibly clueless...immortal...dragons slain before breakfast... 

I had all my life ahead of me...and here we are ... and here I am...  

...makes one think....

...mobile phones....
 ....internet....
....VOIP...
...flash drives....
....blogs....

....working overseas
....successful business
...still time for the dreamz... 


....doors closed
....struggling to fulfil some small part of previous promise
....pushing an old body to compete with brilliant 20 somethings
....all dragons safe at all times of the day...
....existential angst ...