Long Awaited Update

I know I posted yesterday but posts have been few and far between this year.  Why?   Just busy and being in front of a computer all day at work means I have little desire to switch it on at home.   But time for an update.

We have bought a block of land and will be building a house at some stage in the next year.  The uncertainty is related to the time scale on the property settlement which whilst we were told it would be August now looks like being closer to the end of the year.   You can follow that journey of you wish at Destination 3977.  If you drop by there please leave a comment :).

At work the year started with me being given more responsibilities until Friday when they were all taken away from me.  Nothing to do with work performance – more to do with a person not actually taking the time to understand what was actually being done.

On an entirely different note (if you care to read it that way) I have never been one for empire building and nor have I been one to run to a boss and whinge, so I don’t have a lot of respect for people who do.   In fact, rather than not a lot of respect, I have none at all.  I also have no respect for people who point the blame elsewhere rather than take responsibilities for their own shortcomings.

Son number one will find out in the next few weeks where his next posting will be.  Of course, as most soldiers do, he is hoping it will be overseas.   I’m happy if it’s not but recognise that he wants to do the job he was trained for.

Son number two has his bed at my place now, but only sleeps in it a couple of nights a week.

Daughter number one is in Europe and in fact by the time this post appears on the blog will be in Paris.  She’s on a 10 week grand tour with a girlfriend and has so far visited England, Ireland and Scotland.

Daughter number two had her fifth diaphragmatic hernia operation a couple of months ago and is recovering very well. 

Mum has had a polyp removed from her bowel and will get the results in the next week or so.  She will be 80 next month.

Maybe the best years of our life are in the here and now.

I was a lucky person to have four grandparents until I was nearly 17 years old, not too many kids can say that. My sons were five and four years old and my oldest daughter only six weeks when their mother’s father died suddenly aged only 56. My youngest daughter knew only three of hers.

If I could instantaneously travel 51 light years from earth and gaze at those light captured memories of me to a place where I could catch up with my birth. And if I then began to travel back through those light shows and gaze as my life passed me by I wonder if those first 16 odd years of my life would pass by more quickly than they seem to have done in my memories. Because it is an odd quirk that time accelerates as we age, a year as a five year old or 20% of a lifetime then is equivalent in percentage terms to 20 years as a 50 year old. No wonder Christmas and birthdays come around so quickly these days.

And in that travel we could meet again those we cared about and maybe this time thank them for what they did for us. Maybe with the wisdom of age we would better recognize some of those seminal moments that lead our feet, and maybe our fate, in a particular direction. We couldn’t change it but maybe in the retelling we could understand a little better why we are who we are. Perhaps that understanding could see us change our direction again.

But I somehow think that the path of life is probably best taken when the direction ahead is shrouded in fog or maybe obscured just over the brow of the next hill, where the horizon is just a little beyond our sight and the knowledge of what lies beyond remains something we can anticipate with excitement and look forward to the passion which may come from around the next bend. And let it be with eager feet that we face whatever the future may bring and let tomorrow be the gift that constantly delights us.

Maybe the best years of our life are in the here and now.

I was a lucky person to have four grandparents until I was nearly 17 years old, not too many kids can say that. My sons were five and four years old and my oldest daughter only six weeks when their mother’s father died suddenly aged only 56. My youngest daughter knew only three of hers.

If I could instantaneously travel 51 light years from earth and gaze at those light captured memories of me to a place where I could catch up with my birth. And if I then began to travel back through those light shows and gaze as my life passed me by I wonder if those first 16 odd years of my life would pass by more quickly than they seem to have done in my memories. Because it is an odd quirk that time accelerates as we age, a year as a five year old or 20% of a lifetime then is equivalent in percentage terms to 20 years as a 50 year old. No wonder Christmas and birthdays come around so quickly these days.

And in that travel we could meet again those we cared about and maybe this time thank them for what they did for us. Maybe with the wisdom of age we would better recognize some of those seminal moments that lead our feet, and maybe our fate, in a particular direction. We couldn’t change it but maybe in the retelling we could understand a little better why we are who we are. Perhaps that understanding could see us change our direction again.

But I somehow think that the path of life is probably best taken when the direction ahead is shrouded in fog or maybe obscured just over the brow of the next hill, where the horizon is just a little beyond our sight and the knowledge of what lies beyond remains something we can anticipate with excitement and look forward to the passion which may come from around the next bend. And let it be with eager feet that we face whatever the future may bring and let tomorrow be the gift that constantly delights us.

Space is Big

From Journal 1 – 02/03/1982

“….really big. You just won’t believe how vastly, hugely, mindbogglingly big it it. I mean you may think it’s a long way down the road to the chemist, but that’s peanuts to space…”

Douglas Adams, The hitchhikers guide to the galaxy, p.62

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Now

I do get overwhelmed when I start to ponder the extent of space and even more so when I realize that no matter how vast it is there is an edge, and in understanding that I wonder what lies beyond that edge. There has to be something right? I mean how could it be possible that there is nothing there at all?

I have found that there is an entire theory about nothingness which I do not pretend to understand. It says something about the big bang and the fact that the expanding universe will continue to expand until all forms of energy in it are expended, whereupon it will collapse into nothingness. What I find equally remarkable is that there are people who actually understand this stuff.

I prefer to ponder two things. One, the gift man was given that allowed us of all the creatures on earth to gaze at the stars and ask the question why? Secondly, the gift and trap of time, that has given us an ability to place all of human experience into the context of history, so that what has gone before can be shown to have influenced where we are now, both individually and collectively as a species.

Have you ever truly looked at the stars? Have you wondered as you gaze skywards and back into the past, whether there are other beings on far away worlds casting whatever their equivalent of an eye is in the general direction of this small green and blue world, orbiting a small yellow star on one of the outer arms of a galaxy amongst countless galaxies? Have you ever contemplated that every single point of light we see is different to any of the others we can see and those we can’t. That there are no two stars, or planets, or organisms that are exactly alike. And yet every molecule wherever it is scattered throughout our universe has one thing in common, they were all born at precisely the same instant and they will return to that exact same state when this universe ends.

Space is Big

From Journal 1 – 02/03/1982

“….really big. You just won’t believe how vastly, hugely, mindbogglingly big it it. I mean you may think it’s a long way down the road to the chemist, but that’s peanuts to space…”

Douglas Adams, The hitchhikers guide to the galaxy, p.62

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Now

I do get overwhelmed when I start to ponder the extent of space and even more so when I realize that no matter how vast it is there is an edge, and in understanding that I wonder what lies beyond that edge. There has to be something right? I mean how could it be possible that there is nothing there at all?

I have found that there is an entire theory about nothingness which I do not pretend to understand. It says something about the big bang and the fact that the expanding universe will continue to expand until all forms of energy in it are expended, whereupon it will collapse into nothingness. What I find equally remarkable is that there are people who actually understand this stuff.

I prefer to ponder two things. One, the gift man was given that allowed us of all the creatures on earth to gaze at the stars and ask the question why? Secondly, the gift and trap of time, that has given us an ability to place all of human experience into the context of history, so that what has gone before can be shown to have influenced where we are now, both individually and collectively as a species.

Have you ever truly looked at the stars? Have you wondered as you gaze skywards and back into the past, whether there are other beings on far away worlds casting whatever their equivalent of an eye is in the general direction of this small green and blue world, orbiting a small yellow star on one of the outer arms of a galaxy amongst countless galaxies? Have you ever contemplated that every single point of light we see is different to any of the others we can see and those we can’t. That there are no two stars, or planets, or organisms that are exactly alike. And yet every molecule wherever it is scattered throughout our universe has one thing in common, they were all born at precisely the same instant and they will return to that exact same state when this universe ends.

Space is Big

From Journal 1 – 02/03/1982

“….really big. You just won’t believe how vastly, hugely, mindbogglingly big it it. I mean you may think it’s a long way down the road to the chemist, but that’s peanuts to space…”

Douglas Adams, The hitchhikers guide to the galaxy, p.62

******************************************************************
Now

I do get overwhelmed when I start to ponder the extent of space and even more so when I realize that no matter how vast it is there is an edge, and in understanding that I wonder what lies beyond that edge. There has to be something right? I mean how could it be possible that there is nothing there at all?

I have found that there is an entire theory about nothingness which I do not pretend to understand. It says something about the big bang and the fact that the expanding universe will continue to expand until all forms of energy in it are expended, whereupon it will collapse into nothingness. What I find equally remarkable is that there are people who actually understand this stuff.

I prefer to ponder two things. One, the gift man was given that allowed us of all the creatures on earth to gaze at the stars and ask the question why? Secondly, the gift and trap of time, that has given us an ability to place all of human experience into the context of history, so that what has gone before can be shown to have influenced where we are now, both individually and collectively as a species.

Have you ever truly looked at the stars? Have you wondered as you gaze skywards and back into the past, whether there are other beings on far away worlds casting whatever their equivalent of an eye is in the general direction of this small green and blue world, orbiting a small yellow star on one of the outer arms of a galaxy amongst countless galaxies? Have you ever contemplated that every single point of light we see is different to any of the others we can see and those we can’t. That there are no two stars, or planets, or organisms that are exactly alike. And yet every molecule wherever it is scattered throughout our universe has one thing in common, they were all born at precisely the same instant and they will return to that exact same state when this universe ends.

Space is Big

From Journal 1 – 02/03/1982

“….really big. You just won’t believe how vastly, hugely, mindbogglingly big it it. I mean you may think it’s a long way down the road to the chemist, but that’s peanuts to space…”

Douglas Adams, The hitchhikers guide to the galaxy, p.62

******************************************************************
Now

I do get overwhelmed when I start to ponder the extent of space and even more so when I realize that no matter how vast it is there is an edge, and in understanding that I wonder what lies beyond that edge. There has to be something right? I mean how could it be possible that there is nothing there at all?

I have found that there is an entire theory about nothingness which I do not pretend to understand. It says something about the big bang and the fact that the expanding universe will continue to expand until all forms of energy in it are expended, whereupon it will collapse into nothingness. What I find equally remarkable is that there are people who actually understand this stuff.

I prefer to ponder two things. One, the gift man was given that allowed us of all the creatures on earth to gaze at the stars and ask the question why? Secondly, the gift and trap of time, that has given us an ability to place all of human experience into the context of history, so that what has gone before can be shown to have influenced where we are now, both individually and collectively as a species.

Have you ever truly looked at the stars? Have you wondered as you gaze skywards and back into the past, whether there are other beings on far away worlds casting whatever their equivalent of an eye is in the general direction of this small green and blue world, orbiting a small yellow star on one of the outer arms of a galaxy amongst countless galaxies? Have you ever contemplated that every single point of light we see is different to any of the others we can see and those we can’t. That there are no two stars, or planets, or organisms that are exactly alike. And yet every molecule wherever it is scattered throughout our universe has one thing in common, they were all born at precisely the same instant and they will return to that exact same state when this universe ends.