"For what are we without hope in our hearts" - Bruce Springsteen
That someday we'll drink from God's blessed waters
And eat the fruit from the vine
I know love and fortune will be mine
Somewhere across the border
So here I am tonight listening to Bruce sing Across the Border - a song I want played at my funeral just by the by - and that got me thinking about how to get across that damned border(not the one to my funeral lol). I feel as though I've been at the crossing for years waiting for the gaurd to check my passport and want to scream "will ya just get on with it already!"
I'm getting sick of waiting and starting to think maybe the thing to do is to just put my head down and start wading across that damned river. Boy am I full of imagery(or soemthing) tonight.
Tade asked me the other day if I worked well with a routine - and I couldn't answer him. But you know something I'm standing still without one so if it will get me over that bloody border, bring on the routine I say. And if anyone has any suggestions, boy am I open to them.
So tonight's exercise girls and boys is this:
HOW does one set up a routine
and more importantly
HOW does one make it work?
I have the mama thing, the wife thing, the work thing, the second job thing, the write a novel thing all needing to happen and at the moment - they're all just one big MESS. So do I make them all daily or do I give them their own days? Did I mention gym, buddhism, and jelly belly? Or sleeping?
And here's the rest of the song, from The Ghost of Tom Joad album
Across the Border - Bruce Springsteen
Tomorrow I'll walk these tracks
That'll lead me across the border
Tomorrow my love and I
Will sleep 'neath auburn skies
Somewhere across the border
We'll leave behind my dear
The pain and sadness we found here
And we'll drink from the Bravo's muddy waters
Where the sky grows grey and white
We'll meet on the other side
There across the border
For you I'll build a house
High up on a grassy hill
Somewhere across the border
Where pain and memory
Pain and memory have been stilled
There across the border
And sweet blossoms fill the air
Pastures of gold and green
Roll down into cool clear waters
And in your arms 'neath open skies
I'll kiss the sorrow from your eyes
There across the border
Tonight we'll sing the songs
I'll dream of you my corazon
And tomorrow my heart will be strong
And may the saints' blessings and grace
Carry me safely into your arms
There across the border
For what are we
Without hope in our hearts
That someday we'll drink from God's blessed waters
And eat the fruit from the vine
I know love and fortune will be mine
Somewhere across the border
Setting up a routine:
ReplyDelete1. Make a list of what you need to do
2. Sort list out so that more important things are at the top. Divide them into important, urgent and immediate.
3. Make a grid of the days of the week/time available to you
4. Every Sunday, review what you need to do for the week.
5. Every morning review what you need to do for the day
6. At the end of each day check your to-do list for things undone and move them to another day.
do a variant of that :)
To make it work:
1. Start today
2. Expect lapses and factor them in
3. Keep doing it till it becomes habit
4. FORGIVE yourself the inevitable failures.
Make half of one day a week a writing/You day. Fit the rest around it.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the song. Made me cry, dunno why, maybe just got Friday-itis.
Hugs,
S