tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post3504728299976962153..comments2023-06-28T22:58:28.247+10:00Comments on Sixth In Line: The optimist sees the doughnut and the pessimist sees the holeElisabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04015624747225433940noreply@blogger.comBlogger71125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-45064585447788049562012-01-15T10:12:49.160+11:002012-01-15T10:12:49.160+11:00This piece resonated since I first read it.
The pe...This piece resonated since I first read it.<br />The perception of time and memory is always an interesting topic.<br />Change is inevitable, but I never saw them as endings, just one thing being replaced by another. Unlike stories life does not permit to neatly tie up everything in the final chapter.Antares Cryptoshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12197876328401157462noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-44346574974602094102012-01-12T21:30:46.190+11:002012-01-12T21:30:46.190+11:00I loved this piece dear Elisabeth. Life is unpredi...I loved this piece dear Elisabeth. Life is unpredictable, we can never ever know what will happen next. Yes, your mom is right. Even doctors get it wrong, as the will to live and our state of mind and thinking are the most deciding factors on our overall health. We all face the chance of not seeing tomorrow. I say a prayer each day, two times a day, just before I sit behind the wheel of my car, setting out on a 90 minute drive, either to work or home. I know that every day I put myself in an incredible risk.<br />Thus I know, if I contemplate any of this further and don't stop my train of thoughts, i will be one those people that will never leave the house.;))<br />Life itself is a risk and we have to choose to be optimists at all times.;)<br />xoxoZuzanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02137958790178864561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-20168054768340481812012-01-12T14:29:46.629+11:002012-01-12T14:29:46.629+11:00I dream of houses a lot too, a heck of a lot. And ...I dream of houses a lot too, a heck of a lot. And the rooms within. For the most part, I like these dreams but there is always that one room in which I fear to tread.<br />Nice post Elizabeth.Rubye Jackhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02511953177053448513noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-41060612029600116722012-01-11T21:16:40.817+11:002012-01-11T21:16:40.817+11:00How wonderful to see you here, too, Russell. I...How wonderful to see you here, too, Russell. I'm glad some of my thoughts resonated for you. <br /><br />Your profile picture still reminds me so much of my friend, as if you were he. It's uncanny. <br /><br />Thanks, Russell.Elisabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04015624747225433940noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-54143550718752462712012-01-11T21:14:16.215+11:002012-01-11T21:14:16.215+11:00I think the notion of dream houses as a reflection...I think the notion of dream houses as a reflection of aspects of oneself, the dreamer, might well be an excellent and helpful way to think of the dream, Red Nomad. And given the number of different houses in my dreams and their many variations, it also suggests there are many ways to view oneself.<br /><br />It's so good to see you here. Thanks, Red Nomad.Elisabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04015624747225433940noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-7599444681984040642012-01-11T21:10:56.435+11:002012-01-11T21:10:56.435+11:00What a wonderful quote from Eleanor Rooseveldt, La...What a wonderful quote from Eleanor Rooseveldt, Laoch and thanks for your glorious wishes. But you know what they say? Be careful of what you dream, it might just come true, and then what?Elisabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04015624747225433940noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-37004532230589017982012-01-11T11:09:09.513+11:002012-01-11T11:09:09.513+11:00Enjoyed reading your thoughts.
Many emotions. We...Enjoyed reading your thoughts.<br /><br />Many emotions. Well stated. Certainly makes me think about a lot of similar thoughts.<br /><br />I will stop back again. Thanks for stopping by my blog and leaving a comment.<br /><br />Take care.Russellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11072219347283927398noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-58320521873245310282012-01-11T09:17:49.088+11:002012-01-11T09:17:49.088+11:00It's funny - I didn't really think you wer...It's funny - I didn't really think you were writing about death until you chided yourself for so doing! While death being a part of life is a well-trodden cliche, it's not always an ending.<br /><br />I went through a phase of dreaming about houses - some familiar, some not, always many-roomed. Then a dream-interpreter told me a house in a dream represents the dreamer. Each room is a different aspect of the dreamer's personality. I look forward now to such dreams - they help me keep tabs on my current state of mind!Red Nomad OZhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03020668094026661054noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-14910006272716944132012-01-11T05:00:27.535+11:002012-01-11T05:00:27.535+11:00Eleanor Roosevelt once said, "The future belo...Eleanor Roosevelt once said, "The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams."<br /><br />I hope your future exceeds your dreams.Sultanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06506141014376919585noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-14988735750642632652012-01-10T18:15:33.532+11:002012-01-10T18:15:33.532+11:00The present is gone so quickly, Kass, as you obser...The present is gone so quickly, Kass, as you observe. I try to remind myself of this both when things feel good and when they feel bad, just to alert myself again and again about the relentless pace of change. <br /><br />Thanks, Kass.Elisabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04015624747225433940noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-89103444822836927342012-01-10T18:13:19.734+11:002012-01-10T18:13:19.734+11:00Sad but true, Robert. One person's memorabili...Sad but true, Robert. One person's memorabilia is another person's trash. Thanks.Elisabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04015624747225433940noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-19692587610459973752012-01-10T07:26:16.148+11:002012-01-10T07:26:16.148+11:00These are all subjects that have been rattling aro...These are all subjects that have been rattling around in my head a lot lately: renovation, homes, death, pessimism.<br /><br />I know I go into renovation mode when I can't manage what's going on in my head. Right now I'm redoing Mom's house, which I inherited after buying out my sisters. It's the house I think of as home and the one I thought my mom was referring to when she'd ask me to get her purse and coat and take her home, but she was wanting to go to her childhood home, which she left in her early twenties. Towards the end, she had a strong motivation to return home. I wonder if making a choice about beliefs somehow affects what really happens after we die.<br /><br />All we have is the present and as soon as you read this, it's gone.Kasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05233330248952156754noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-40929879429506065682012-01-09T22:01:43.490+11:002012-01-09T22:01:43.490+11:00A realist sees the entire thing, doughnut plus hol...A realist sees the entire thing, doughnut plus hole.<br />Syd you can be sure antiques or anything of value will not be trashed. Memorabilia of nothing but sentimental value probably will be trashed and close relatives are the biggest offenders.R.H.https://www.blogger.com/profile/04639593801088008224noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-27952453162955050772012-01-09T20:41:32.566+11:002012-01-09T20:41:32.566+11:00Like you, I hope Syd that your treasured possessio...Like you, I hope Syd that your treasured possessions become someone else's treasured possessions in the fullness of time and that others can come to value them as you do. <br /><br />Thanks.Elisabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04015624747225433940noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-55601164181277796982012-01-09T20:10:32.495+11:002012-01-09T20:10:32.495+11:00'Lovely to see you here, Robert', and plea...'Lovely to see you here, Robert', and please watch out how many doughnuts you eat. They 're not renowned for their healthy properties. That's a jolly profile photo you have there, you and the dog. It alters your image immediately.Elisabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04015624747225433940noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-81688435306453437952012-01-09T11:26:39.994+11:002012-01-09T11:26:39.994+11:00We live in a large house now, filled with the anti...We live in a large house now, filled with the antiques and memorabilia of previous generations. It ends with us. There are no relatives to pass these things on to. And because they have been a part of my life for so long, it is a little sad. My hope is that someone will want them and they will become their cherished possessions to build memories on.Sydhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05642843245634635843noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-35605805494400456302012-01-09T11:21:26.016+11:002012-01-09T11:21:26.016+11:00I see the doughnut, I see the hole.
CHOMP!- all ...I see the doughnut, I see the hole. <br /><br />CHOMP!- all gone. <br /><br />Listen, I don't put words in people's mouths (except sometimes) but you may answer this by saying "Lovely to see you here, Robert."<br /><br />Or (now that I'm flashing my photo) "Lovely to see you."<br /><br />Either way, I'm not fussy. Doughnut holes won't make you fat.R.H.https://www.blogger.com/profile/04639593801088008224noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-24637982218398747202012-01-08T21:38:32.895+11:002012-01-08T21:38:32.895+11:00How wonderful to see you here, Miruspeg. Another ...How wonderful to see you here, Miruspeg. Another optimist I see, despite your hardships. Together we might persevere. <br /><br />I too look forward to visiting you again. Keep up the optimism and thanks.Elisabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04015624747225433940noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-8570375865699672562012-01-08T21:28:22.160+11:002012-01-08T21:28:22.160+11:00Lovely to see you here, Juliet.
I think you may ...Lovely to see you here, Juliet. <br /><br />I think you may be right: alternative endings are a possibility, but it's not quite my style. Still it might be worth a try. Experiment or die. <br /><br />Thanks, juliet.Elisabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04015624747225433940noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-54380209682653272472012-01-08T21:26:24.628+11:002012-01-08T21:26:24.628+11:00I'll look out for the wink, Karen, from any pa...I'll look out for the wink, Karen, from any passing-by stranger. <br /><br />Beckett Park, I know well from trips that way with one or other of my daughters. They all went to school in Surrey Hills at one time so we often traipsed through Balwyn to visit friends. <br /><br />I, too, took an interest in the past in my early years, then lost interest in my twenties until my forties. You might be the exception that proves the rule, Karen, with an ongoing interest from early days. Thanks.Elisabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04015624747225433940noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-87810191131206104052012-01-08T21:21:34.445+11:002012-01-08T21:21:34.445+11:00Oh, Nancy, I can't say I envy you, the task ah...Oh, Nancy, I can't say I envy you, the task ahead, even as I know my turn will most likely come soon, too. <br /><br />It's extraordinary how pour children think that we can continue to house their precious but not necessarily immediate stuff forevermore until they're ready to take it over or to trash it.<br /><br />Happy New Year, Nancy. What a new year, but as you say once the deed is done, you might well feel much lighter. <br /><br />Good luck with the move and thanks.Elisabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04015624747225433940noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-3345562764936908132012-01-08T21:17:26.428+11:002012-01-08T21:17:26.428+11:00Penelope Lively has a much better sense of narrati...Penelope Lively has a much better sense of narrative structure than I do, Aguja, and you may well be right: the ending for my story will come when I stop looking for it. <br /><br />Happy new year and thanks, Aguja.Elisabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04015624747225433940noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-49631355732001831502012-01-08T21:14:35.075+11:002012-01-08T21:14:35.075+11:00Hello Elizabeth
I have always been an optimist, I ...Hello Elizabeth<br />I have always been an optimist, I see it as a blessing.<br />I mostly live in the present....in the moment. I have had my fair share of difficult times but don't regret them as they have made me the person I am today.<br />This is the first time reading your blog and I am sure it won't be the last.<br />Keep shining new friend.<br />Peggy xxxxxxmiruspeghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01980477108868960140noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-27389774577640228332012-01-08T17:04:44.685+11:002012-01-08T17:04:44.685+11:00I enjoyed reading your musings, Elisabeth. Maybe y...I enjoyed reading your musings, Elisabeth. Maybe you could write three different endings? In these days of digital, the reader can then choose - or you could just let them sit, and one of the endings will ring true and insist on being the one.Juliethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01542985048406828693noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-86782112011088514942012-01-08T14:11:25.044+11:002012-01-08T14:11:25.044+11:00I grew up in Balwyn, at the foot of Beckett Park, ...I grew up in Balwyn, at the foot of Beckett Park, Elisabeth. However, we passed your home on a an almost weekly basis to visit close family friends whose home was on Canterbury Rd at the foot of Wentworth Ave.<br />So 40 is the age to start looking at the past, is it? Hmmm. I would have said that I have been interested from a much younger age. My mother always laughed that I would ask her to tell me stories about her childhood by saying "Tell me 'bout the olden days, Mum."<br />PS I won't say anything if our paths cross. I'll just wink at you.<br />Karen CAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com