Today I am 55, and I have built a house in Tuscany.
Problem solving is the thinking half of getting things done. Do it right and you cut your work in half. As a reader, writer, speaker and listener, I like words and phrases that say more than one thing at a time. I am not talking about efficiency. That is an industrial age term aimed at increasing production over time and orderly accrual of wealth. And I don’t mean practical either. Practical only concerns itself with the doing part of getting things done.
What I'm talking about is the act of satisfying the creative need and the aesthetic need at once. Not dual purpose, but dual result, a double standard of the best sort. The payoff is not instantaneous, but more meditative and accumulative. The quiet everyday Eurekas found in ordinary acts, these are akin to the feeling of inspiration Zen monks, poets, and even military strategists must know.
Never go anywhere empty handed. When moving from point A, no matter how casually, always take something that belongs to point B and leave it there.
Never go from A to B without considering what is in between. If there is a weed that really needs to be pulled, pull it. Then take a moment to notice the change.
When pruning, gather firewood.
When mowing, gather mulch.
When fencing the garden, trellis peas.
When engaged in physical labor, exercise.
When stopping to rest, heal and gather force.
When removing eyesores and trash, improve safety.
While heating pasta water, cook broccoli, green beans or boiled eggs.
When clearing a field of stones, gather building material.
And while I’m at it, a few do’s and don’ts:
Remove the word "disposable" from my vocabulary. Before discarding anything, assume it has a “next purpose” and reuse or recycle accordingly.
Never do something practical without seeing the aesthetic in it.
Remove all military vocabulary from my landscape. There are no "invasive” weeds. Armies invade. Weeds are more like common citizens, they move into neighborhoods suitable to them. And one does not "battle” pests. Insects want to eat my cabbage as much as I do. But they rarely kill the cabbage and devour it with relish I will.
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