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Rituals fill a purpose

Emptying my bladder has become a nightly ritual, due to a prolapse. No, don’t ask! I ease my legs out of their cocoon of warmth, rubbing my knees to help bring back circulation. To my embarrassment, as I bend and reach for my slippers a fart escapes me. Keeping my eyes half shut to keep them warm and not wake up completely, I feel my way to the toilet. After a rather inconsequential pee, I wash my hands and have a sip of water. Like a blind person I quietly wend my way back to bed. If I don’t get up to do this, I lie awake. This ritual settles me down to sleep. If by chance I wake my beloved, he then, not so quietly, rises to do the same, shattering the darkness with his torch.

The Daily Post, Ben Huberman                                                                                                              Think about your day. Select one of your daily rituals and explain it to us. Why do you do what you do? How do you come to adopt this ritual? What happens on days when you can’t perform it?




Future dream:

Good tidings: Present-day you meets 10-year-ago you for coffee. Share with your younger self the most challenging thing, the most rewarding thing, and the most fun thing they have to look forward to. Ben Huberman

‘Challenge?’ my younger self said. ‘Well what do you expect me to say? My beloved is in hospital, he could die at any minute, and can’t you see that I’m stressed out? Don’t come here looking as if life is a dream. I get lost every time I leave the hospital, and I hate driving in the city!’

‘But I’ve come to tell you that everything will be all right. He’ll pull through. That triple by-pass will be successful.’

‘I know that you believe in positive thinking, but how can I believe a mirage. How do I know you are telling the truth, you 10 year older than me specter?’

‘If you want some proof, I’ll tell you some more about what has happened and what will happen. OK, Your mother has just died. Fran’s marriage has broken up, but she’ll find a handsome Canadian when she’s working on cruise ships and they will have two beautiful boys. Rebecca’s broken heart will mend and she’ll find a partner and they’ll have an adorable, healthy boy too. Simon will marry Fiona and they’ll settle in Canberra and have an adorable baby boy. Adam will find an American wife and they will have a beautiful daughter. Will will marry Rachael who has a wonderful boy and they will foster children. There you are going to be a grandmother six times over in ten years!’

‘Blimey, I can’t imagine any of that. What is going to happen here at the gallery? Are we going to get a descent director?’

‘Yes, you’ll have some good years at the gallery, but they you’ll retire so Chris has time to paint, and you’ll have time to write and garden. You will even have a book published. So does that sound idyllic or what! What more could you ask for?’

‘It’s strange, but I didn’t dare imagine anything so wonderful. One gets quite blinkered when things go wrong. Maybe dreaming about miracles happening brings them about.’

‘Can you imagine that you’ll have everyone over Christmas and Santa will visit you in the fire engine? You’ll live in a village and enjoy knowing your neighbours? This will all come about in the next ten years. Could you ask for anything more?’

‘Will Ambrose and Curtley be with us when we retire?’

‘Yes, but as they age you will have to let them go. You will have a new puppy called Millie, who will help you recover from their loss.’

‘You paint a pretty amazing picture; I don’t think I want to know any more, in case I break the dream. Thank you for telling me that Chris will recover, that has made my day and I shall study the map so that I don’t get lost when I’m driving in the city.’

‘Remember to say ‘thank you’ to the universe, you are being looked after!’

‘I shall, and thank you for painting such a bright future for me to look forward to.’