Posts Tagged ‘questions’

Just imagine. You are relaxing on the comfiest cushions in the world. There are no problems in your life and your closest friend walks in. Surprisingly, they too are perfectly problem-free and you sit down to have a nice long chat together. You discuss all that is wonderful and fairy dust sprinkles itself over your magical little world.

What would you be really talking about?

It seems to me, problems, struggles, troubling issues and disagreements make up a significant portion of our daily conversations. Of course it is likely that many conversations do not include any of these things, but what if they were completely eliminated from all our conversations?

Conversations might get a little flat if, for instance, you couldn’t complain about the inconsistent weather reports by the Australian Bureau of Meteorology, or the horrid smell in the train carriage that had you ‘getting off at the next stop’ (secretly running to the doors of the next carriage).

Yes, we all complain about different things in our lives – but is it always a bad thing?

When you delve deeper into the issue, into more meaningful heartaches, head sores and anxieties, there is a greater issue at stake. Talking about light and fluffy frivolities and even the great joys of life, can be exciting, healthy and should be encouraged more often. Nevertheless, there is some merit in laying aside the happy for the more problematic issues that life throws our way. Take the blog www.mamamia.com.au for instance – many of the commenters find support through an online community that shares, discusses and argues (albeit vehemently at times) issues they face.

In ‘real life’, I would argue that bonds and connections between friends are especially deepened by the sharing of problems, and working through them or hopefully overcoming struggles. Even if it is the mere expression of a frustration, having that person next to you and nodding along can be reassuring and supportive.

Quite often, when we connect with someone, the sharing of problems (no matter how small or large) plays a role in the relationship.


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During this last week of February, of summer, and a crazy busy schedule, I unexpectedly encountered a few acquaintances along my way. I ended up chatting with one of them for nearly an hour, as we spanned a broad range of topics and whiled away the dull ride that is public transport. I often glanced at the commuters around us, as they averted their gaze and pretend to be oblivious to our conversation – I am sure that at least one of my comments is bound to end up in mX Overheard (a section of the free metropolitan train newspaper).

As we each parted to go on our separate ways my first thoughts were about my impressions and what it was that I left. After some analysing I began thinking about my reaction or thought processes (yes, I analysed my analysis) – and I thought about the different ways in which one thinks about the exact same situation.

Do I think about the impression I left?

Do I think about what impression that person has left on me?

Or perhaps I start to think about the delicious lunch I have packed, the sparkly dress I saw in the shop-front and all the work I have for today.

Which of these is your first reaction?


Photo: Caiti Ann http://www.flickr.com/photos/caitianne/3660558349/

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I was spring cleaning my inbox yesterday, when I came across these questions (below) that got me thinking about the way I used to think, the way I currently think and how I am re-thinking this sentence.

Are you asking yourself different questions now than your younger self?

If so, there could be a number of reasons, including a greater understanding of the world, learning answers as we grow; or that some questions become irrelevant, others too painful and perhaps some that even the greatest philosophers debate.

It is healthy to ask questions, even though it can be quite exhausting at times; especially when the answer is not pleasing or simply missing.

The following questions had me smiling, scratching my head and thinking…


 Why do we press harder on a remote control when we know the batteries are dead?


Why do banks charge a fee on “insufficient funds” when they know there is not enough money in the account?

Why does someone believe you when you say there are four billion stars, but check when you say the paint is wet?

Why doesn’t glue stick to the bottle?

Why do they use sterilized needles for death by lethal injection?

Why doesn’t Tarzan have a beard?

Why does Superman stop bullets with his chest, but ducks when you throw a revolver at him?

Why is it that no matter what colour bubble bath you use the bubbles are always white?

Is there ever a day that mattresses are not on sale?

Why do people constantly return to the refrigerator with hopes that something new to eat will have materialised?

Why do people keep running over a string a dozen times with their vacuüm cleaner, then reach down, pick it up, examine it, then put it down to give the vacuüm one more chance?

Why is it that plastic bags do not open from the end on your first try?

How do those dead bugs get into those enclosed light fixtures?

Why is it that whenever you attempt to catch something that’s falling off the table you manage to knock something else over?

In winter why do we try to keep the house as warm as it was in summer when we complained about the heat?

How come you don’t hear father-in-law jokes?

And my favourite…

The statistics on sanity are that one out of every four persons is suffering from some sort of mental illness. Think of your three best friends if they’re okay, then it’s you.

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Here is part of an Obituary for “The Late Mr Common Sense”, which I recently read in a local school newsletter.

“Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape.

Common sense lost the will to live: when you couldn’t defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault; when schools were required to get parental permission to administer sun lotion or a band-aid to a student; when a teacher was fined for reprimanding an unruly student; after a woman failed to realise that a steaming cup of coffee was hot – she spilled a little onto her lap and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.

Common Sense was predeceased by his parents, Truth and Trust; his wife, Discretion; his daughter, Responsibility and his son, Reason.

Common Sense is survived by three step-brothers: I know my rights, Someone else is to blame and I’m a victim.

Not many attended the funeral, because so few realised he was gone.” – Author Unknown


Common Sense, Truth, Trust, Discretion, Responsibility and Reason… Where have you gone?

It seems like the harder I try to practice these virtues, the more I get knocked back; for I am either patronised or mocked by some of my peers.

Perhaps the notion that “bad girls/boys have more fun” is something worth taking a closer look at. For some people, working to gain trust, practising truth and being wary of over self-indulgent behaviour might not seem worth the effort. It is certainly more difficult to practice responsibility, especially as it seems to connote a lack of excitement and adventure. We love to push other people to try something new, to test ‘the limits’ and see how far they will go to gain the approval of others.

Perhaps it is not too late for Mr. Common Sense to rise again. Although…if Common Sense and Logic are closely related, I don’t have much hope for myself! I’ll just have to work on Trust et al.

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