Summer Waxing Summer Moon
“We never do anything well till we cease to think about the manner of doing it.” – William Hazlitt
What do you do well? No false modesty, please, just a clear honest look at yourself with an assessment of your skills and abilities. Each of us has something that we have forgotten the how of in the midst of performing the act.
Typing is one such skill for me. I long ago broke with the eyes to the keyboard, careful typing of the uncertain. I’ve used a keyboard since turning 17 and it is now a tool about which I think little. Perennial flower gardening is the same. Vegetables not so much, since I still have to think about growing season, water and food preferences, sun and varities.
Politics comes naturally to me now, but only because my dad and I started watching political conventions when I was 5. Weighing the political possibilities in a given situation is like typing. I no longer look at the keys.
Writing, too, has begun to come into that category, too, though the longer pieces, like novels, still require a good deal of careful planning and thought.
Parenting and child-rearing, also, seem to have become second nature to me. I can think about it, but I don’t much. I just do. In the same vein caring for dogs now has experience and attentiveness to guide me, not conscious thought so much.
Cooking, too. I’m not confident in my cooking skills when it comes to cooking for others, but for Kate and me, I work in the kitchen with interest and experience.
Touring at the Minneapolis Institute of the Arts has gone through peaks and valleys, with my comfort level and confidence now beginning to rise again. This one will take a while to pass into something I do well consistently.
OK, that’s my list. What about yours?