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One Way Conversations While Sitting on Park Benches

Memories

When I had just turned 30, I lived and worked for a while in a place called Thurso, at the top of the Scottish mainland.

It’s primarily a fishing town (or, at least, it used to be) and, as such, has some wonderful parks and coastal areas lined with walkways and benches.

One of these areas lies on the road out of Thurso to Scrabster, which is a small harbour town that helps connect that part of the world to the North Sea and all the trade that comes from it.

Every weekend, I’d jump on my bike and cycle over to The Ferry Inn in Scrabster, as they have some of the best steak and seafood you’ll get anywhere.

On my return, I’d always stop at a little bench just off the main road, and look out to the sea and the islands of Orkney, Hoy and beyond.

For about six weeks or so, without fail, there’d be an elderly gent there, perhaps about late 70’s or early 80’s, staring out to sea.

I’d sit beside him, and attempt to strike up a conversation, but I never got anything but perhaps a nod or a grunt to whatever I was talking about.

It didn’t matter if it was the beautiful views, the weather, the local elections, the dwindling workforce as they moved south of Inverness, etc. – it was always the same result.

Until one day near the end of the summer.

The Timing of the Moment

It’s not that I thought the old man was ignorant. Nor did I consider that my conversation topics were so enthralling that of course they deserved a response.

Hell, I was just happy to sit and enjoy these moments with another living soul, who clearly enjoyed the surroundings as much as I did.

But one day, I stopped mid-sentence and turned to face my silent compadre.

“You know,” I started, “if you keep this up, I’m going to have to report you to the police for anti-social behaviour.”

The old man looked at me, and the first crack of a smile appeared on his lips. Then he was laughing out loud, and tears formed in his eyes as the laughter continued.

His laughter was contagious, and soon both of us were laughing like maniacs without a care in the world.

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When the laughter subsided, he looked at me, still with laughter’s twinkle in his eye.

“Oh, Christ,” he said, “you have no idea how funny that actually is, given I’m co-chair of the Noise Abatement Society here! You’d be complaining about me to me!”

This started us laughing again, and we parted ways that day a little wiser, and a lot happier.

The next week, the old man wasn’t there. Nor the week after. It turns out he died of a heart attack at home a few days after that first and last time we finally spoke.

The following week, I took my hip flask with me, and raised a toast to my silent-but-for-one-day companion, and wished him well.

We Are Always Connecting

A couple?years later, I was in charge of a call centre team in England for one of the bigger telecom companies.

As part of the role, I was to train advisors on best practices for interacting with customers, especially if they were irate at the service (which they often were).

During one of these training sessions, one of my new starts asked why we even needed this part of the training, given that irate customers would just be shouting and not actually listening to anything we said.

For the first time in two years, it made me think of the old man on the bench, and the one-way conversations we enjoyed until that one moment of connection.

I recounted that story to the new start and his soon-to-be colleagues. And I paired it with this little bit of advice.

We may think no-one is listening to us, but they’re always listening. Always. We just don’t know they are. So what we say will always have an impact – make sure we say something they can relate to.

Like the old man on the bench, and my belief that everything I was saying was falling on deaf ears.

It’s not that he wasn’t listening; it’s just that he chose how to respond.

The fact he did respond – even with just a nod of the head or a grunt of the throat – meant I was getting through.

That led to the magical moment we shared just before his passing.

It?s something we can all do.

Just because it might look like no-one is listening doesn?t actually mean they?re not.

Sometimes it’s the one-way conversations that are the most enlightening of all – enjoy them.

I Want To, But I Don’t

As you get older, you start to notice things that may not have been an issue when you had a body and mind that was 20 years younger.

I look at this as the “I want to, but I don’t” syndrome. For example:

I want to eat healthier, but I don’t.

I want to drink less, but I don’t.

I want to exercise more, but I don’t.

I want to lose weight, but I don’t.

I want to live a less stressed life, but I don’t.

That’s a lot of wants that I don’t do, simply because of excuses. Or, the simple fact I enjoy the don’ts more than I want the want to’s.

Besides, there’s always tomorrow, right?

Except there isn’t. Tomorrow never comes, because when it does a new tomorrow waits, and the same wants clash heads with the dont’s that never become do’s.

And it shouldn’t take the tomorrow that never comes to make you – make me – realize that waiting for that tomorrow is another want that will never be.

Time to wake up.

You Can Still Be Respectful and Not Give a Crap

When I was much younger ? say, around 8-9 years old ? I used to get in trouble with my school teachers, and other adults in positions of authority, regularly.

Pretty much not a day would go by without my mother receiving some troublesome news about me.

I guess, looking back, I simply had an aversion to authority.

And while that continued until my early teens, when I learned what it meant to really show respect and understand conflict with authority was primarily in my mind, I also learned something at that young age that must have made an impression (even subconsciously) from my granddad.

Wisdom Has No Age Limits

I always loved my granddad. He was the safety net I?d cling to when everyone else seemed down on me.

He was the one that would let me watch TV just that little bit later.

He was the one who would let me read my comic under the bed with the flashlight, when everyone else would confiscate the flashlight.

In short, he was the one that would break the rules and let me be who I wanted to be. Except, not really.

Instead of letting me be an out of control tearaway, looking back he was actually guiding me to be a better person because of the trust I had in him.

When he spoke, I?d agree and nod ? even if I didn?t like it. And ? usually ? do as he said.

Whether or not my mother was in cahoots with him in this endeavour, I?ll never know. Perhaps, perhaps not. Either way, he made me stop and think of the things my mother was trying to teach me.

So, when I was having my brush with people in authority, my granddad pulled me aside, and said the following:

You might think grown-ups are bad, and stopping you from having fun. And, sometimes, they will. But it?s only because they love you. Now ? you can choose which ones to listen to. And, I know ?not everyone is worth listening to. So here?s a trick ? listen to the people who love you, every time. Your mum. Your sister. Me. Your grandma. Listen to your friends, but only the ones who don?t make you feel bad about yourself. And listen to your teachers who make you smile when you?ve done something. These people are all just trying to help you enjoy life. And that?s something not everyone will do.

Now, I know I?ve paraphrased some of his words. After all, this was almost 40 years ago (holy crap, I?m getting old!!). But the gist of the message is definitely there.

And it?s one I use today in pretty much everything I do, and you should too. Here?s why.

Living Life The Way It?s Meant to Be Lived

In a recent edition of TIME, there was a fantastic memorial article by David Von Drehle, about a gentleman named Charlie White.

David and Charlie were neighbours, and David?s piece wrote about the lessons Charlie instilled from a life well lived.

Charlie was 109 when he passed.

The article recounts passages of time from the turn of last century, and is a fascinating and warm look into a period of time most of us will never have known. Yet it?s also a reminder of how to live a life well lived.

Charlie?s ?secret? to a happy life was the realization that you have to separate the things you can?t control from the things you can.

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This was a lesson he imparted to one of his daughters when she was having issues with someone that was frustrating her.

The fact Charlie lived such a long and happy life has to have some part in this mindset. It?s the same mindset my granddad had, and is ? essentially ? the one I try to live to these days.

After all, let?s face it ? how important are the words of others who actually have no real impact over who we are and what we stand for?

Enough With the Egg Shells

A great example of this can be found in this post from 2014, by?Marc Ensign, called ?The Pussification of the Internet?.

In it, Marc shares how the web has become this place where we?re too scared to have an opinion, because we?ll be jumped on by others, or called to task, etc.

Because of this, the web is in danger of becoming a sanitized version of what it should be ? open, challenging, questioning and, most of all, bare bones honest. It?s a great ? if not quite safe for work read ? and well worth your time.

Because it?s true.

In August 2104, the Pew Research Internet Project released a report that made for some enlightening ? and a little bit scary/sad ? reading.

Entitled ?Social Media and the Spiral of Silence?, it shared the answers of just over 1,800 adults and their thoughts on the impact of the Edward Snowden / NSA fallout in the US and beyond, and how that affected the way these adults conversed online.

There are many interesting takeaways from the report, but two in particular stood out.

  • In both personal settings and online settings, people were more willing to share their views if they thought their audience agreed with them. For instance, at work, those who felt their coworkers agreed with their opinion were about three times more likely to say they would join a workplace conversation about the Snowden-NSA situation.
  • Previous ?spiral of silence? findings as to people?s willingness to speak up in various settings also apply to social media users. Those who use Facebook were more willing to share their views if they thought their followers agreed with them. If a person felt that people in their Facebook network agreed with their opinion about the Snowden-NSA issue, they were about twice as likely to join a discussion on Facebook about this issue.

Now while these two points refer to unease on how the US government is monitoring the conversations of its citizens, it also highlights the growing issue of just going with the flow as opposed to taking a stand.

It?s a walking-on-egg-shells mentality that both limits our growth and inhibits our learning. If we were all meant to have the same point of view,?we may as well quit now because there would be no need for us to be.

That?s not to say we ignore everyone else ? far from it. But we do need to start standing up for ourselves and our opinions more, and not just be part of the herd.

Like my granddad said himself, think of who you want to listen to.

Think of who you want to take advice from.

Think of who actually matters, and whose opinion and feelings you wouldn?t want to hurt.

And be respectful of those you disagree with.

For everything else ? who gives a crap?

Life

Life is not about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself.

There Are 24 Usable Hours in Every Day – How Are You Using Them?

Oblivious

This is a guest post by Jaclyn Aurore, a New Adult fiction author who – in the name of full transparency – also just happens to be my wife.?

Well, it?s been a little while since my last personal blog post. Not bad by my standards?

I bared my soul on that post, and I was hesitant to write again. What could I possibly say?

But then it occurred to me.

Time Management

I am a wife, mother, dog-lover, author, analyst, publisher, editor, and now beauty consultant. I am also learning to drive, taking classes, hosting parties, managing websites, blogging more (or trying to), working out, and finding time for old hobbies like reading (for fun, not work).

When I took on this new business endeavour (becoming a Mary Kay Beauty Consultant – now Senior Consultant, woot woot!), the first thing my husband asked was: What will you give up in order to make the time?

My answer was simple: Nothing.

Why should I give up anything? I want to be the woman who does it all, quite simply because I can.

When people ask me how I do it, I usually say, ?I don?t sleep.?

But the truth is: time management.

Why Do We Need to Fill Free Moments?

I?ll just keep bolding that. It deserves to be right on out there multiple times over. Truthfully, it?s more than time management, it?s multitasking. I don?t rest.

When I have a free moment, I fill it with something. While my kids are eating dinner, I am cooking for my husband (he comes home later, so I cook for him separately). While I?m eating my lunch, I?m reading or writing.

To quote one of my favourite movies (bonus points for anyone who guesses it):

There are 24 usable hours in every day.

I?ve done this for so long now that it?s second nature.

The other day, I had an epiphany. Why do I need to fill free moments? Why can?t I just live them?

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Here?s how it happened. I was doing a driving lesson, and while waiting for my instructor to set up pylons, I had a moment to spare. There I was, sitting in a parked car with the engine off. Alone and silent. This would be an excellent time to check my email or my text messages even, but I purposely left my cell phone at home.

All I could do was wait.

In the five minutes, I tapped the wheel, fiddled my thumbs, and hummed a little. I felt antsy. It felt like I was wasting time. To calm myself, I closed my eyes and focused on sounds. I heard birds chirping, wind blowing against the car, and the sound of traffic faintly in the distance? and then nothing.

Silence. My thoughts stopped, my breaths were there but silent, chaos ended. For one brief moment, I had peace and zen.

It was glorious.

In order to be successful in all the things I do, I need to manage my time wisely. Yes, there are 24 useable hours in every day, but I can make time for five minutes of peaceful silence? and so should you.

Try it. See if it doesn?t make the rest of your day more enjoyable!

A version of this post originally appeared on Jaclyn’s blog.

Jaclyn AuroreAbout the author:?Jaclyn Aurore is the author of?The Starsville Saga (Starting Over, Standing Up, Giving In, Hanging On, Leaving Behind), and has recently published the stand alone fantasy,?My Life Without Me.?Among the other hats she wears, her favourite are that of??wife? and ?mother?.?When she?s not redecorating her home in Ontario, Canada,?Jaclyn can be found?at Williams Coffee Pub, caffeinated beverage?in hand, working on her next novel.?You can learn more about Jaclyn and her books on?her website?and?her Facebook Page.

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