Life’s Patience Training

pictures downloaded from my camera 2. 148My introduction to using a computer came abruptly. The son of a friend dropped one he had built on my desk and said, “Here you need this.” He left me without giving me any instructions beyond how to turn the machine on and off. This was back in the nineties when I still happily typed my columns on a typewriter and delivered them by hand. I imagine you can sympathize with how it was to try to apply what I knew about typing to this newfangled mechanical servant! Fortunately he did come back to teach me until I began to learn better how to manage. It certainly took patience—his and mine.

How do you learn to be patient? By being patient, of course! It helps to have had little children to care for, yet not everyone gets to do that. Many of us, however work with cell phones and computers on a regular basis. They can present much need for patience. As a writer, I deal with that often. I do not have much knowledge of computers except what I have needed to learn in order to write and publish on the internet and submit to the paper.

In this time of sad stories we read and hear every day, I hope to be able to offer positive, uplifting words to help readers feel better about themselves and life. For the opportunity to do this I am grateful. That said where does the patience training come in? It has to do with the use of computers and their mysteries, and it includes the use of cell phones with their dropped calls, missed words, bad or strange connections, lack of cell towers, “roaming” charges and so on. Still, computers can be worse.

Sometimes when I start up my computer it announces that it needs a pass word. I never have put a password on my computer to start it up, so how can I find it or post it? I do keep a list of my many passwords to various and sundry sites. I even printed  it out so that in the event I have forgotten one I don’t have to go look for it on the computer while trying to use the computer to access the site. Having something in print is helpful, and keeping records in other places than on the device you are using can be equally so as I have discovered.

There is the problem of the articles that vanish because I can’t remember the titles. Sometimes a piece even disappears because I hit a key that mysteriously makes it do so.  If I am writing a column or a poem, thankfully I can retrieve my effort with the backward arrow. However if I am emailing, I have to begin again. Ah, patience training, her it comes again! I am sure my readers have similar issues to deal with, and know what I mean. The bright side, however, is the opportunity to practice my ability to be patient, and that can indeed be valuable for my life in general.

Sharing is Caring

Stephen’s computer had to go in for some work. So for the past week we have  had to share mine, for work and play both. Since we are writers, we both needed to be using it. Furthermore, the two of us have a lot of Internet friends, relations, and even fans of our writing we  communicate with regularly. Halving the amount of time each of us could be on the computer was challenging.


Stephen and I are used to sharing and we enjoy it. More often than not when we go to a restaurant, we share a meal. This inevitably involves compromise because there are things I simply can’t eat without a negative effect that Stephen is fond of, yet has to forgo. Of course, I am willing to share what he would like to order as long as it’s ok for me to eat it. However, much of the time he endures the discipline of giving up what he would like in favor of our sharing.


Certainly it is easier to compromise  if I care for the person with whom I am sharing. Frustration and feelings of being deprived also are easier to bear and considerably less important when there is affection in the picture, or at least kind regard. More times than not, sharing involves compromise. From a physiological standpoint, it is healthier to be willing to compromise without resentment. Anger and resentment have a very real, measurable negative effect on the body. 


When I offer to share, I do so from my heart. When I am sharing with someone I have a lot of love for, it enhances that love for me If resentment does arise, I can be aware of it, because while it might arise naturally it does not have to be more than a passing thundercloud I can disperse with a burst of love. Sharing brings me great joy. I greatly appreciate the opportunities to do so when they show up. I will also be very happy when his computer comes back home.Image