by cosmicB » Wed May 13, 2009 6:05 am
"Seventeen to keep busy"... Is there any way you can teach them to be busy on there own..? like when there's nothing to do, they'll know to jump to something that needs doing...
I saw on a TV talk show.. Johnny Carson, bad mouthing an elderly lady for supposedly "jumping out of bed, and immediately vacuuming the whole house"... I thought "If the lady is watching that show, how does that lady feel about being bad mouthed for just being her own good..?"
I thought about it.. and set the vacuum at the bedroom door, and the moment I woke, I jumped out of bed, and vacuumed the whole apartment in five-minutes, even before I had a pee... and while I was sipping my coffee, I looked around at my cleaner apartment proud, and felt something change in me, like something fell into place, and clicked... Seemed I had killed much of my laziness by that morning-vacuuming scenario...
Maybe if you instruct those 17 workers to jump out of bed, and before they even pee, vacuum the whole home...
Then you might have 17 people who enjoy looking for something to do immediately after something has been finished...
Or maybe you' ll just have 17 good morning vacuumers..? I don't know...
I opened the door this morning, and noticed a large bumble bee on my doorstep.. a little creature on my doorstep awaiting my care... She seemed near death... I picked her up, and brought her in, and set her on a paper towel, and gave her a drop of water, and some honey, and warmed her by holding my finger to her back.. and in about a minute she was standing... I set her in the sun, in the backyard, and in a few minutes she was flying all around the yard, searching for a suitable place to build her nest...
While I was velvet touching her back, I promised I would feed honey to her babies... She is most welcome in my yard... I bet I'll have friendly bumble bees in my yard this summer... They'll probably land on my hands, and I'll probably be able to pick them up, and caress their backs, and feed them drops of honey...
While I was sanding these doors that I'm refinishing, I sees a tiny mouse run and hide under the mower... so I scoops up a handful of bird seed, and slowly approaches the little thing, and it bolts when it sees me, but stops after I says "You're Safe".. It watches me slowly pour out a handful of seeds in front of it, a foot from it...
I turns around, to see the little squirrel running along the power lines, proud, with a large chunk of the cheese-bun that I had scattered in the lane for the birds...
My yard is full of little critters.. A yard full of Life that doesn't fear me... What can the meaning of life be, but to love life, and have Life love you back...