A Good Day Is A Nice Day

Ξ July 28th, 2009 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Bryan, Bryan And More Bryan |

I really love nice days. Today is stunning. It is not too hot but there’s no wind and the birds are singing. It was beautiful this morning when I went cycling although it was very cold and my hands froze will stop

But whilst I’ve decided that it’s a great day you may not think so. Maybe you’ve decided that it’s a terrible day. Perhaps you’ve had something nasty  happen to you today, maybe something terrible. Your day just isn’t working out so that’s how it’s going for  you.

It’s all subjective isn’t it? To me it’s a great day, I cant see any reason why it isn’t a great day. But that’s just me isn’t it? For  me it’s a great day but for you it may be terrible.

My point is that everything is totally subjective. What is a great day to me seems obvious. It couldn’t be anything but a good day, for me. But that’s only me. I love the day but if you don’t then its a terrible day.

Maybe you see terrible things in the day, all bad, all sad. The best day for me is the worst day for  you.

Surely the only explanation is that it’s all in our minds, the day. We see the day through the filter of our own minds. We don’t see the day, we see what our minds tell us the day is like. We filter  the day through our minds and our experience.

I even think it’s quite possible that if you and I have the exact same experience of the day we awill see it totally differently. You come for a drive with me and we see different things.

You see all the same cows, the same sunshine, the same people, but maybe you don’t even see them at all. Maybe you see something completely different to me. Your mind registers the same things as mine does, and records it, but it filters it all through the experiences  you’ve had in the past and mine does that too, and that makes our experience of the day quite different.

Even if you have the same experiences as I do you may well see it totally differently, depending on how it is filtered by your mind. You might drive through the same countryside as me. You might see the sun, the cows, the kids, but your mind may not even register them. Your mind might just be seeing the downside to everything. And thats because your mind filters everything according to past experiences. (more…)

 

I Write Because I Love It.

Ξ July 17th, 2009 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Bryan, Bryan And More Bryan |

One of my friends asked me why I write this website. I write it for me, not for him, because I really enjoy it.

Isn’t writing a lot of fun? I love to write and I’ve done writing for a long time. And I still love to write  now. I remember when I was younger and at primary school I wrote so many stories, I suspect my teacher got bored reading all of my stories. And he was amazed that I could write quite so  much when I was so young. But I’m not sure that I’m any good at it, I just like it lots.

When I got older  I did a degree in the Arts but never concentrated on writing, and now I wish I had now. If I had my time all over again  I would take my time to study what I loved to do then and still love to do, and am doing.

It’s an  interesting question about whether I could ever have become good enough at writing to make money from it. Who knows? But if I had the chance then I should have tried, after all if you don’t try then you never know if you can really do it. I should have tried.

I’m quite  convinced writing is a skill that can be learned by anyone. Of course not everyone can learn it because there’s other important things too. I think it’s essential that you love to do it. That’s like everything. If you don’t love it you’re unlikely to keep at it long enough to learn the roght skill.

But if you love writing like I do then writing is just something that needs time to develope. It is a skill that you have to work on every single day. I work on it every day myself.

I have this website and this is where I’m going to practice my writing. I have it on the Internet as it’s a convenient place to have it, but I really don’t want lots of people to come along and read it. It’s just about  me and what I do every day, so it’s probably pretty boring to anyone else. (more…)