Anticipatory Grief Guide: What Is It? – Forbes Health

https://www.forbes.com/health/mind/what-is-anticipatory-grief/

Patients with a terminal illness, as well as their family members, friends and caregivers, often experience anticipatory grief. However, any kind of looming change can bring on anticipatory grief. This is true “even if the change is exciting and anticipated and chosen,” says Werner-Lin. For example, a person who puts in notice at her job may grieve the loss of friendship she expects will happen when she no longer sees her current co-workers every day.

Scenarios that may provoke anticipatory grief include, but are not limited to:

  • Diagnosis or progression of a degenerative disease, such as Alzheimer’s disease, other forms of 

14 Tips To Cheer Yourself Up When You’re In A Bad Mood

https://www.womenshealthmag.com/life/g19890697/how-to-cheer-yourself-up/

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Smile more (on your own terms)

Okay, yes, it’s super-annoying when a random stranger sees you mean-mugging on the street and tells you to smile.

But smiling at a stranger every once in a while (not the annoying person above—think: a cute grandma) is basically scientifically guaranteed to make you feel happier, says Christine Carter, Ph.D., author of The Sweet Spot: How to Find Your Groove at Home and Work and a senior

Teaching and learning about poetry

https://www.nytimes.com/2017/04/03/learning/lesson-plans/22-ways-to-teach-and-learn-about-poetry-with-the-new-york-times.html

Parody. A parody is when an already existing story or other piece of material is made more humorous by changing the language but keeping with the way it is written. This is a great technique to practice and will definitely help expand your poetry writing skills. For example, you could make a parody of one of Shakespeare’s poems if you were to use the same rhyme scheme but use comical, modern-day words to tell the story.
Hyperbole. Hyberbole and exaggeration are great tools for making a

Tea: how to ration the baked beans

For a child of 5 we recommend 15 baked beans on half a slice of wholemeal bread smeg with one teaspoon full of Marmite.

For a child of 10 we will double the quantities of everything except the bread. And for a teenager of 15 you better hide the baked bean tin before they come home from school oh that’s maltin won’t last you or your a small tin of own brand baked beans will not feed all of the children at one meal.

Don’t worry if your children lose weight because the average person in Britain is very overweight.

Your child may not be the average person in Britain will help the average person if some some people lose weight.

Why not see how long one small loaf of wholemeal bread will last Or come to the food bank to watch the rabble fighting. Anything the Romans did we can do better without using lions.

Reading the signs

What do you want to be when you grow up?

A refugee.

Why?

We all know what happens in countries that have 3 prime ministers in one year.

Please don’t go into the Details

I don’t even know where the Details are.

Probably on the front page of the Sun.

At least the average person in Britain should be able to read the Sun.

You can read my hand if you want to.

What about reading the stars?

We just read books in my time

The lowest men are kindest to the weak

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The driver of the bus lives far away
His home is mobile,but not smart like our phones
He lives in a small caravan, he says
Yet of all the drivers he’s the one.

He always waits till I ,crippled, sit down
Advised me to sit until he stops
He has a smile and rarely makes a frown
Though sometimes in his words some anger’s wrapped.

Alas, he unsurprisingly believes
That all the money goes to foreign folk
By the tabloid press he is deceived
Yet due to pain, his hidden fires must smoke

The least men are the kindest to the weak
Believe me,I know well what I here speak

Can uncertainty have a bright side?

https://www.psychologytoday.com/gb/blog/reality-play/201211/the-bright-side-uncertainty

In 1817, the poet John Keats wrote to his brothers to discuss the value of being open to uncertainty, mystery, and doubt. In his letter, he offered a critique to those he saw as attempting to categorize all human experience into a theory of knowledge. He criticized Coleridge, whom he viewed as seeking knowledge over beauty. Keats used the phrase, negative capability, to describe an openness to experience without the need to rationalize, categorize, or in any sense analyze what is happening. He wrote:

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I think I’ve mislaid my soul

And studying engine ballistics.
but I saw the light.
At midnight one night.
Since when I’m enjoying the Mystics.

I read Meister Eckhart one year.
I found some little bits very clear.
I agree I am naught
In blindness am caught.
I am almost convinced I’m not here.

Doing the pruning is good.
Take off the dead bits of wood.
Oh,God prune my soul,
Help me to be whole.
I may even come into new bud.

Is God just a deep metaphor?
Do you really know who you are?
I was in my room
When a feeling of doom
Made me run straight into this bar!

I think I’ve mislaid my soul
I was washing it in this white bowl.
So well did I rinse,
I’ve not seen it since.
So how will I ever grow whole?

I think the detergent’s too strong.
I felt in my heart,suds were wrong.
A soul is too fine,
For modern design,
and especially for a very sharp tongue.

I always loved contemplation.
I can do it even while I’m waiting.
Life goes so fast,
From the first to the last.
I’ll meditate in your arms on the Station.

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Spirits rise

Without our conscious knowledge or intent
Our spirits rise as does the sun above
And spring time turns our thoughts to love
When just last week we felt we’d overspent

As animals we need not brood nor think
Our minds and bodies alter with the sun
So when our labour and our tasks are done
Our spirits rise  before the red sun sinks

We  long to walk through meadows red with flowers
Admire the blue  of linseed  in the fields
And  in the Essex landscape is revealed
The richness of the soil and of our hours

The sun  is ours to bless and I desire
To be burned up in its  pure, awesome fire

The warmth of the male body

I liked to feel your body your warm skin.

I liked your honey smell and your sweet breath

Why is such love considered now a sin?

Still Unforgiven when you met your death.

I think you preferred our little cats to me.

Still I liked to lie in bed with you

I like to sit at Aldeburgh by the sea.

Was our love too close like UHU

Remember how we got to dunwich beach

We found a piece of marble near the sea

A whole town drowned within the North Sea’s reach

And still I feel the lost cathedrals plea.

Remember when the fishing fleet went out

Just before the dawn there’s life about.

The red face of the Tory Party

Ashamed now to be seen as who we are.

The Queen is dead and politics is bizarre

Boris Johnson was a liar and thief

Yet his tenure was not quite so brief.

A liar who has some competence does well

The foolish Truss made her own way to hell.

Choose your own advisors with great care.

Do not trust your neighbour nor their stare.

Shame is very painful to the heart

Do not put the horse behind the cart.

Do not have blonde hair upon your head

Wear a wig but take it off in bed

Purity,Restraint,Stillness

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https://www.vqronline.org/essay/purity-restraint-stillness

 

EXTRACT

 

Celebrating the painter Elstir, the narrator of In Search of Lost Timesuggests that for the great artist, the work of painting and the act of being alive are indistinguishable. For each of us, says Proust, there may be “certain bodies, certain callings, certain rhythms that are specially privileged, realizing so naturally our ideal that even without genius, merely by copying the movement of a shoulder, the tension of a neck, we can achieve a masterpiece.” The implication here is that art is not the product of the will. More than lack of ambition, it is the inability to surrender to our characteristic callings and rhythms that keeps us from fulfilling our promise.

The word surrender makes this achievement sound easy, as if the victory of each day were to wake up looking exactly like yourself. But even if we all possess certain rhythms, certain callings, not everyone is able to exist in the simple act of recognizing them. The surrender of the will is itself impossible merely to will, and we may struggle with the act of surrender more deeply than we struggle with the act of rebellion. W. B. Yeats called the moment of recognizing oneself a “withering into the truth,” and the word “wither” seems just right, for the discovery does not feel like a blossoming. Nor does it happen only once, like an inoculation. Proust’s Elstir does not inhabit himself truly until he has achieved great age.

Writers have withered into variety, excess, and vulgarity; writers have withered into purity, stillness, and restraint. Why do the latter values so often get bad press, even from artists who embrace those values themselves? In my own experience, stillness can be difficult to separate from dullness, restraint from lack of vision or adequate technique; a young writer may embrace the glamour of risk in order to avoid parsing these discriminations. What’s more, the association of artistic achievement with heroic willfulness is endemic, and it is clung to in the United States with a fierceness that belies its fragility. Lacking a thousand years of artistic craftsmanship to fall back on, the American artist is called great when he is at the frontier, taking the risk, disdaining the status quo, but also landing the movie deal. What happens to the American poet who is destined to wither into stillness and restraint, the poet whose deepest inclination is to associate risk with submis

 

Tell your truth

Look without and see the claret sky
The sun is falling like Greek wine tonight
As sparrows hide in holly,safe from eyes

We need protection till our minds sublime
Into dusty corners shine their lights
Look without and see the curious sky

Tell your heart, your truth, though others lie
Seem rewarded with both cash and spite
Oh, sparrows hide in holly, leaves awry

A man is called an emperor , yet he dies
Look without and see the fatal signs
The sky is turning panic to delight

At last, philosopher, the silence sighs
Throw away the your thoughts, cold or benign
As sparrow safe in holly, shut their eyes

The hawk may soar across the sacred lines
Where patterns of complexity arise
Look without and see the open sky
When sparrows rest in holly, owls surpris

Mary is hit by a can and Annie prays

As Mary stood by the fridge at bedtime, a can of fly killer brought by dear Annie fell off the top and struck her red,orange and brown framed spectacles on the top.The heavy can hurt her nose
I hope nobody thinks a man has done this. she said to Emile
Well,I didn’t do it ,he mioawed cheerfully
It must be an Act of God, she mused.I hope there is no bruise
Ah,well.Are you sleeping on my bed,she asked Emile
No,I think I might go out roaming
Looking for frogs,she teased him
I may return, depending on the weather
Suddenly Annie knocked on the door
Are you all right, she asked anxiously?
Why, what is wrong,dear?
Your nose is blue
It’s that fly stuff, it fell onto me!
I’m terribly sorry.We must put it somewhere else.
Choose between me and the flies,Mary joked.
You are my best friend.I will not bring this stuff again
I am off to bed,Mary cried.Let me lock the door behind you
Annie ran out, and stole The Duty of Genius by Ray Monk.She wanted to discover why Mary liked Wittgenstein.And it covers a dangerous and terrible era in human history from the end of several Empires to the Second World War and beyond
I wonder what the children of Dr Mengele and the other dreadful criminals who committed torture and atrocties would feel like when they learned the truth abou their fathers
So Annie is embarking on some serious study while Mary is reading Woman and Home magazine.What is causing this strange change?
In bed ,Mary gazed at an article on ” How to dress well when you are over 80″
Alas all the clothes were expensive.Very
Does it matter what I wear, she pondered?
I suppose people do judge by appearances, she concluded.But which people?
Maybe I shall dress in one colour from now on.But not black.
Blue is a good colour.From now on if I buy new clothese, they must be blue
Maybe just a blue silk scarf is enough to make a vivid impression
Mean while Annie is crying over “The Duty of Genius” because at least two of Wittgenstein’s brothers took their own live and his sisters were almost captured by the Nazis who had to be bought off by the family wealth unlike Freud’s sisters
So what are we complaining about in the UK, she asked herself before saying some almost forgotten prayers.
And wished her husband were there to hold her in his arms.At least one of her husbands would have been most welcome

And so feel all of us


Leaps of the imagination s

Don’t miss this fascinating article

https://theconversation.com/noise-in-the-brain-enables-us-to-make-extraordinary-leaps-of-imagination-it-could-transform-the-power-of-computers-too-192367

about the problem for a couple of weeks and get on with my life. In that intervening time, my unconscious brain decided for me. I simply walked into my office one day and the answer had somehow become obvious: I would make the change to studying the weather and climate.

More than four decades on, I’d make the same decision again. My fulfilling career has included developing a new, probabilistic way of forecasting weather and climate which is helping humanitarian and disaster relief agencies make better decisions ahead of extreme weather events. (This and many other aspects are described in my new book, The Primacy of Doubt.)

It’s good to have some hobbies especially if you are older

https://www.nytimes.com/2018/05/10/smarter-living/the-case-for-hobbies-ideas.html

There is this achievement-oriented culture,” said Ms. Schulte, that teaches us that our only purpose is to produce. Why pick up the guitar if you’re not going to become the best at it? Why make something if you can’t sell it? Better spend your time doing something that actually has value. “You get busy and you feel like you don’t deserve it and you 

You can learn from failure

https://www.nytimes.com/2017/06/24/fashion/fear-of-failure.html

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It was almost jarring,” said Carrie Lee Lancaster, 20, a rising junior. “On our campus, everything can feel like such a competition, I think we get caught up in this idea of presenting an image of perfection. So to see these failures being talked about openly, for me I sort of felt like, ‘O.K., this is O.K., everyone struggles.’”

The presentation is part of a new initiative at Smith, “Failing Well,” that aims to “destigmatize failure.” With workshops on impostor syndrome, discussions on perfectionism, as well as a campaign to remind students that 64 percent of their peers will get (gasp) a B-minus or lower, the program is part of a campuswide effort to foster student “resilience,” to use a buzzword of the moment.

Everyone Fails. Here’s How to Pick Yourself Back Up. – Guides – The New York Times

https://www.nytimes.com/guides/working-womans-handbook/how-to-overcome-failure

Carol Dweck, a psychology professor at Stanford, calls this the “fixed mindset” — the belief that failure is a dead end instead of a stop on the road to improvement. What you want to have instead of a fixed mindset is a  “growth mindset” — the ability to see failure as an opportunity to learn. 

I advise my students to ask themselves the following questions when they’re hesitant to take a risk:

  • What’s the worst that can happen?
  • Then, can you deal with that outcome? What resources do you have to handle it?
  • What are some possible benefits of your failure, even if the situation doesn’t

How anxiety can be useful

https://www.psychologytoday.com/gb/blog/i-hear-you/201905/3-reasons-why-anxiety-is-good-you

J 1947, W. H. Auden published an obscure poem called “The Age of Anxiety” — a title that has resonated through the years as a perfect distillation of the uncertainties of contemporary living. Perhaps we’re hearing that phrase even more often these days, as the United States has come to be known as the most anxious nation on Earth. As of late 2017, almost 20% of American adults had been diagnosed with an anxiety disorder over the preceding year. The lifetime prevalence of anxiety disorders in the American population is even higher, at over 31%. Several studies suggest that anxiety has been on the rise over the past few years, too: the American Psychiatric Association recently released a poll showing that our anxiety increased measurably between 2016 and 2017, and again between 2017 and 2018

When that cat  caressed you  with its claw

cats and newspapers
Art by Katherine

Sitting in  a garden down in Kent
A  cat climbed on  your knee  though it was Lent
They should be “fasting”  like the Christians do
Unless that little cat was a  born a Jew

Christians do not fast in more than name
For this deception,  who can   heaven blame?
The Muslims and the Jews  fast from all food
But cats and   heathen people  eat and chew

They drink no water,eat no bread nor meat
Thus their Fasting  is  from animals complete

Their minds receive   perceptions as you saw
When that cat  caressed you  with its  claw

Take another standpoint  once a week
In the garden,  cats may bite your feet