Fun

Don’t know what your idea of fun is, and to be honest I don’t know what my idea of fun is either.

I know what it used to be, but that was in a different time with different opportunities.

I often say that I need more fun then run into a brick wall of…nothingness. Not a single clue what to do. Yet there is so much fun available out there, only I’m not out there.

Has anyone else been being more reclusive over the years? Less willing to go out and mix with others? Particularly since Covid?

It’s a worrying trend, because isolationism is destroying our ability to empathise with others. We see them as ‘other’ rather than folks like us in the same boat.

It’s also destroying fun.

A lot of people do go out and have a lot of fun, with big groups of friends. But I don’t have a large group of friends, I don’t drink a lot of alcohol so pubs and bars lose their fascination very quickly. Sometimes I have lemonade instead of water, which is about as exciting as it gets.

I wouldn’t say that I don’t have a head for alcohol, but my husband won’t even let me sniff a wine cork.

When it cones to not corner favourite, eating out, I have the appetite of a gnat, plus I’m gluten free, annoyingly, which can make eating out stressful. I’ve gone from what shall I have to what can I have, and too often to there’s nothing I can have. GF was doing well until veganism reared its healthy head. Vegans can eat grains. They bring in more money.

It’s more though that it worries others when I can’t eat anything, I don’t like to see them upset.

The bright side

I still enjoy the theatre and live shows, an Everyman Cinema, dance, and comedy. We saw Alfie Boe at a small venue last summer, and it was like being invited into his living room for a party.

Fun and laughter is so important to overall wellbeing, and I know I’m not alone in struggling. So I encourage all of us to remember that laughter is the best medicine, people can be wonderful, and life isn’t supposed to be work, housework (I think that’s something to do with vacuum cleaners and dusters), and sleep. With a bit of thrilling food shopping thrown in.

My badminton playing is fun though. I cheer my opponent up no end.

Let’s all have more fun to counteract work, take our minds off politics, and balance out the news. Just because we deserve it. We do. If we must let anything go in life, let it not be laughter.

Deb

I know it’s not a badminton racket but it is funny!

Published by debdancingstarhawken7

I'm a writer, public speaker, medium, and spiritual thinker. I suffered from acute anxiety from the age of 16 until I was well into my 50s, when I finally found methods that helped me to put it behind me. My struggles led to me exploring life through poetry, then plays, and over a 15 year period I made notes for a self help book which I published in 2015. Details on the book page. Although I am a psychic medium and loved the work, it didn’t feel right for me. It was an utter privilege, but my path was the exploration of what it means to be spirit in the real world and how we can make practical use of those abilities. Nowadays I write, blog, and teach soul-centred living, which is a gentle way of undoing past programming and connecting to your essential self, or soul. If you’re interested email me and we can chat. No pressure, it’s right for you or it’s not and you will know. The groups meet on line so no going out on cold, wet, winter’s evenings. On a personal note, I’m based in the UK. Married with five cats, no children, and four grandchildren, thanks to our inherited daughter, who has gifted us four beautiful little people that bring us such joy. Hope you enjoy the blogs. Deb xx

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