It's true! When you have a determinedly obtained - or perhaps serendipitously innate - optimistic mindset, the world suddenly gets simpler. Unless you aren't all that keen on the grind and detail to make the good things happen. That's someone else's job. So it was described to me this morning and by crikey, I'm converted. Well, it's lasted nearly half a day so far...
And then tonight I run across ...a kind of thesaurus of optimistic...stuff.
What a feast of reading lies in wait. All kinds of...stuff.
But really, I found it quite restorative to the soul to be unpreached at - more just sort of talked to - by an optimist, particularly with another apprentice optimist-in-waiting to watch on.
Well you bloody need it, don't you. If Catholics can provide unbiassed pregnancy advice; only nuclear power can secure Australia's energy future; and if you've been locked up in the world's most notorious prison for five years and you're about to get a 'fair trial'.....you'd have to be pretty optimistic to swallow all of that and say, "yeah, it's all good."
Eh.
Almost hit the 'publish' button and then this story comes on the 7.30 Report on the TV behind me, about using a Tasmanian tree, the King Billy pine, to make guitars. Interviews with the luthier, who has a determined vision for what can be done with this Australian timber in particular, and also with the renowned guitarist Slava Grigoryan...and just listening to him play. If you want restorative to the soul, this had it all. Even the name, King Billy, came from the third and last husband of Truganini. And if you need that soupcon of outrage, there was a bit where a pipeline had been built of this timber some 90 odd years ago when the timber was cheaper than metal. But the pipeline is obsolete and Gunns Ltd was going to ship it to Japan for woodchipping. Except for a local community outcry. Good for them.
Eh?
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