@bjk3
Hi, Barb
Micro-ing? Hmm? Yes, that might do. Thank you!
Thank you also for saying my reply was an "upper." I try always to post "uppers," even when, on a morning like this, I'm not feeling particularly "up." I can hear some say that, when I'm not feeling "up," I needn't think I have to pretend that I'm "up." You see, though, it's not pretense. Nor is it denial. I know from a lifetime of experience that if I can only "imagine" myself as being "up," in half an hour or three-quarters of an hour I will genuinely be "up," and with luck (and good stiff tailwind) I'll remain "up" for most of the day. I suppose you might say that it's a way of tricking ourselves. In the theater, we called it using a psychological gesture. The first time I came across psychological gestures I was playing Algernon in "The Importance of Being Earnest," and my first entrance onstage required that I be "bursting with life" (the director's words). Well, I didn't always feel like I was "bursting with life." The director suggested that I try a psychological gesture: while waiting offstage, fill my lungs and throw my arms skyward, fill my body with "Hurrah!" and envision myself as just having won gold in an Olympic marathon––NOW come onstage! I realize that's a rather grandiose way of explaining why I always try to be "up," but heck, what's wrong with a little grandiosity among friends? LOL
So you're getting the rain, but not the cool. And you've humidity to boot. You've my sympathy. Even when we've got high 90º and 100º days, we don't have the humidity that you have. Among the many reasons who as a young man I fled the Bronx was the Eastern seaboard humidity. I can still remember those childhood summer nights when the sheets on my bed were so soaked with sweat it was like they'd been taken from the washing machine before the final spin cycle.
I wish you LOW humidity, Barb!
Cheers!
Ray (@ray666)
@ray666
Psychological gestures? That's s GREAT! All the years we were raising our family we had cats - Siamese, Balinese. They raised those psychological gestures to a whole new level, appearing sometimes to want you to do something to serve their self-centered (but adorable) interests. But, no! It was a ruse, a theatrical trick as if to prove they could make us think one thing while reality was another. But today I have a dog, and when he casts those ever-sincere, longing eyes in your direction and you make eye contact, you are in the presence of genuine relational truth that is out there for anyone and everyone who cares to watch. I love BOTH cats and dogs.
But -- ahem -- all I really intended to do was endeavor to say, stay in charge of that psychological gesturing when it comes to your balance (no pretending to be brave, in control, and steady as a marble pillar). This is no time for theatrics, especially since you're probably not on its payroll anyway. I realize I harp on staying safe, but we PNers have to stick together - in all kinds of weather, even when the 100% humidity drops below 50%.
Break a leg! ~ NO, NO, NO! I meant, Cheers!!
Barb (@bjk3)