OH dear, I just lost my first two paragraphs. I guess they weren’t worth it. It’s swim time. I’ll be back……
.I’ve had a lovely day today. My helpful balcony-wrapping neighbour drove me to several stores that are hard for me to get to by public transit, to say nothing of the difficulty getting home with all I bought. Cars are bigger than shopping carts.
I do not intend this blog to be a mere record of my daily events. I already have a diary, though it looks like a workbook most of the time. I did have a blog subject in mind this morning: my inner dialogue. I thought it would be interesting because my readers (all three of you) might find it a trigger - no - a stethoscope to help you listen to your own inner dialogue. ! want to explore. But my shopping registered as outer dialogue. The pragmatic decisions were just that, too pragmatic, incapable of delivering thoughtful insights or questions.
I’m thinking that the best way to track my ID (Inner dialogue but yes, it’s Identity) - the best way is to follow along in my wet meditation one morning, like, maybe tomorrow morning. I’ll track my thinking while I’m swimming. Apart from word games I play with the announcements and directives on the walls, I plan menus. Tomorrow I’ll follow and see where it goes. I’ll probably have to dress first.
Have a reason to get out of bed.