#296: What remains …

aus dem alten Jahr? 2015 wird sich in den Geschichtsbüchern eines Tages wiederfinden, mit Terroranschlägen in Europa mit Charlie Hebdo nur ein Beginn, Angst davor und danach, Flüchtlingswellen und einer “schleichenden” Völkerwanderung und wiederum Angst davor und danach. Als krönenden Abschluss des Jahres gibt es Übergriffe auf Frauen, die von allen Seiten für sich genutzt werden wollen, als Rechtfertigung für Hass, für das Missverständnis und vor allem wieder für die Angst. Wer sich unsicher fühlt, wird auch unsicher sein und danach leben.

Wir erleben eine Indoktrination der Angst innerhalb unserer Gesellschaft, und schaffen kaum noch “ABER” zu sagen. Angst ist ein Teil unserer Taten, unseres Handelns und unseres Wesens. Wie wird aber Angst definiert?

Schon im 11. Jahrhundert hat ein arabischer Philosoph Als Ibn Hatm folgendes geschrieben: „Ich habe mich immer bemüht, in den Taten das herauszufinden, was alle Menschen übereinstimmend wichtig finden und wonach alle streben. Ich habe immer nur das gefunden: das Ziel, die Angst abzuschütteln (…). Ich habe erkannt, daß die Menschheit danach in erster Linie strebt und daß nicht ein einziger Mensch irgendetwas tut oder auch nur ein Wort spricht ohne zu hoffen, damit die Angst in seinem Kopf loszuwerden.“ (zit. n. SPIELBERGER 1980, 63)

Die Angst ist eine mächtige Emotion, und wir lassen zu, dass andere mit dieser Emotion spielen. Ich will nicht von Angst beherrscht werden. Ich will die Angst, die zur Zeit verbreitet wird, gar nicht erst in meinen Kopf hineinlassen.

#295: perfectionism

I had begun in mid-December with an article, this however never written to an end, which in turn so do not on the topic “perfectionism” match. I believe, I'm not a perfectionist that. I have little patience for it, neither for me, for matters for perfectionism itself. Finally, we are us only own way, or the other, or a few times, the inadequate facilities and so on and so forth.

Women, the stress itself, because the other women a total package of exemplary children, caring partners and radiate in itself supposedly dormant center. Who wants to model children? Ok, Me, yes, I admit it. And the motionless center would be nice to find again, but I work at least it, that I paint all the nails evenly (just noticed, I have something to do!). All’ these images play in our heads off and produce a stress, which is not good for us, and what is not good for us, then moves on his circles.

But this also applies to men and women in the job, recognize, that perfectionism is not possible. Since I can still so often stand behind my staff and show him. Because it's someone else, of this activity then runs, other options, other resources and already the result has changed. And it is not going to be better or worse times. It's about different.

I love it anyway to improvise. I was particularly impressed when he cribs M Lighting at the 24.12 (after all shops were closed) with two interconnected AA Batery (by Tixo) brought to light, because no block battery was present. No, of course it did not look as nice, and wobble much would you also not allowed, but it worked and fulfills its function. Is not that enough?

So I'm going to definitely these two battered nail painting.

#294: bei den Hottentotten

I'm pretty lernresistent. In Front 2 I told my princess years, that it is with her 10th birthday by having organized birthday parties, so were then 14! Girl stay with us. All laid out in the living room with all the trimmings, so expect the feminine hemisphere prepubescent.

A year later I felt sorry, new school, everything new and different. New Girl, new friends and we wanted to solidify. Power indeed sense, So I suggested, that they do with their girlfriends (new and old) to go to the movies. No one Slumber Party was the great desire. But were only 5 Invited girls. Preliminary danced, then boiled and viewed a film. Everything really wonderful harmonious and nice.

Another year I'm learning not to vote and a sleepover at. In wiser (?) Foresight, that my office as “Zicke swap facility” and could serve to. Again we haggled over every person to be invited and I can each give the Council a list of names in writing (doubly manufactures and provided with stamps) to let give yourself. Because according to my request from 6 People were suddenly 9 People, because they all were and it was not so, that may or may not eh. The other had a performance (but she has thrown for your party). And again I have designed a whole room with mattresses, Distributed blankets and already recalled on several occasions, that at half 12 really should be bedtime. It was again dancing and singing, Decorated gingerbread and experimenting how many girls fit into a sleeping bag. And even if it was actually quite harmonious and not so bitchy, looking out the living room, as if the Hottentots would live there. I can also imagine, that would like to chat with so high notes – letter actually more, so that they drown themselves – and in Dauerkichermodus (quite shrill) are. Some even grunt between their laughter.

And whoever, PLEASE remind me next year because, that I actually was going to organize any more girls birthday party. For I have yet Raubritter N. the son, by the dazzling example of his sister has been excellent ideas, what he wants to do once.

Cycle: Heroes of today

Recently I listened to David Enoch about morality Deference. Deference means so much, like piety, Mindfulness and in the context it comes to an instance of morality, Note the.

David Enoch wrote a text to, which is highly recommended, where it seems important to him, that this is not read by many, because otherwise a Expertentum him is accused, which he can not take over, will oder möchte. Who wants to be happy to be an expert in moral and ethical questions, particularly, if one is Israeli. I can understand Mr Enoch quite.

Yet, one reads his text, by far better than his book “Taking Morality seriously”, can not help but, agree with him, that we need experts today, which we convey values ​​and norms with moral substance and explain. Someone, which you can follow and wants.

But Enoch it is enough, if we have few Hanseln read his text and challenge him to a game of questions and answers. However, more can and he does not have. But maybe it's just a flirt, to be asked (Of course, not one of us, but from the other knower).

And yet you will be in a constant crossfire of criticism and especially of envy. Because how do you presume today to knowing something about communication. Quick one is at hand and criticized. Enoch was criticizing this in his talk in a subtle way, alone why he is a hero. Even though he may actually be none.

#293: World President

Yesterday my son has described for the first time in more detail, what he his career aspirations “World President” understands. Self-confidence and a sense of megalomania there is definitely no shortage him. And yet see and hear more closely, it falls on a, that comes to the realization of banal truisms.

So he would his best friend M. – want and wants to be an architect – can build all the houses, incident his friend. In fact, he wants to build kindergartens and schools for children, where they can play and have fun, of course may not be missing electronic games, as bouncy castles and huge playgrounds. Each, especially children, should always, that are allowed to eat, what you want. He would suggest Kaiserschmarren, Griesskoch, Rice pudding, Pasta and fries.

He wants to invent more, Motorcycles Rubber, so there are fewer injuries. And two things were important, one hand, no one would have to flee, because it all goes well. And all robbers he forbids stealing.

Als er mir seine Visionen während der Autofahrt erzählt hatte, war mein erster Gedanke “so viel falsch, habe ich doch nicht gemacht” und der Zweite “wo biegen wir falsch ab im Leben, dass nicht einmal ein Bruchteil umgesetzt wird?”. So anders werden wir als Kinder nicht gedacht haben und auch die Elterngeneration wird ihre Wünsche und Vorstellungen gehabt haben.

Betrachtet man aber die Klimadiskussionen, Nachrichten rund um Terror und Krieg und Zukunftsprognosen, dann präsentiert sich uns ein weitaus anderes Bild. Wo verlieren wir unsere Fantasien? Ist es angebracht, dass 6jährige in der ersten Klasse ihre Schultasche auf den Tisch zur Abtrennung geben müssen, damit bei einer Ansage der Nachbar nicht abschreiben kann? Was vermitteln wir hier? Ganz abgesehen davon, dass ich Tests in der ersten Klasse sowieso hinterfragen würde. Aber es ist schon so normal, weil sonst funktionieren wir ja nicht in der Gesellschaft, wo Druck und Erfolg ein Standardprogramm darstellen.

Im Gymnasium läuft es ja nicht besser. Im Gegenteil, meine Tochter kann heute mit fast 12 Jahren fast besser mit Powerpoint Präsentationen umgehen, I. Fachlich sind die Kinder heute wirklich gut und besser, als wir damals, aber bitte nur nicht zu viel selbst und vielleicht noch kritisch denken. Und auch auf der Universität Wien wurde uns letztens bei einem Seminar angeraten, bitte keine kritischen Fragen – allgemeiner Natur – an den Vortragenden zu richten, der über Moral und robuste Ethik referieren würde.

Wir verlieren unsere Fantasien über all diese Geraden, die uns einen Weg vorgeben sollen und wollen. Manchmal fühle ich mich wie Don Quijote nur sehe ich die Windmühlen nicht. Aber wie sagte Thomas Mann so richtig: “Fantasie haben heißt nicht, sich etwas auszudenken, es heißt, sich aus den Dingen etwas zu machen.”

#292: Who am I?

If we deal with the existence, Let us not help us with the finiteness, with being and to occupy ourselves. Just phenomenology, which deals with the appearing, what we perceive and thereby criticized is, that they Appearing, Perceived too objectifies, tries to describe the existence and our world.

So it was exciting as the question of M. Ratcliffe “who are you?” so many different answers came.
– I am my headache.
– I am my genes.
– I am me.
– I am a philosophy student, son, …
– I am nothing.
– I am the entity of my endings …
– …

Who am I? We are quick to classify us and to describe. Flapsig, seriously or with psychological knowledge always anxious to ask, what and how much you disclose on its own or not even knowing, which is to say.

Who am I? I wonder rather, who I am not? Who I will not be! Wer will ich einmal gewesen sein? Ist das noch relevant? Oder geht es darum, zu sein für jemanden anderen?

Who am I? So vieles.

#291: Without words naming

The commentary by Lévy in the press yesterday voted me very thoughtful, as prompts to designate something, what so unintentionally, was absent and long repressed in Europe – the war. He has reached Europe. “So war. A new war. A war with or without borders, with and without a state …” (Lévy,2015)

He encourages, to call that thing by its name, to name it. Thus, it is understandable in all’ its disgusting dimensions.

But what does that mean for me? If the war has no boundaries and no state concerns, how should and Austria may be neutral? What does this mean for civil society in Europe? No names the consequences. Restriction of freedom, Restricting democracy, Restriction which?
There is a new war. war, the word conceals so much, from what we just want to close their eyes. That's why Paris hits us more, als es Beirut, Kenya, Lebanon or at Sinai did. The war came to us. I am … against fear … Still, more than ever.

David Enoch wrote in his book “Taking Morality Seriously”: “…we need normative truths. But how is this any reason at all to believe that there are such things? Perhaps you will establish that it would be nice if there were normative truths, or that we deeply want them to exist.” (Enoch, p.56) I understand the arguments Lévy, but if we allow the war to be here war, then we have lost in Europe.

#290: When times caused a traffic jam …

Yesterday me a car ascended, but not only one, but actually equal to two, since a third car has pushed the average car in my, thus increases the force, which acts on a. Of course we have the same scene of the accident and backed up after my two children were in the car and complained about back pain the Princess, I have notified the Rescue.

Of course, it is unpleasant, when one evening during peak traffic times blocked the tangent and then another in the left lane. I did not choose this situation, not even the two drivers behind me, both of which were really very friendly and helpful. What would it also brought, if we had begun to argue? It was rather important, that nothing had happened coarser. Had the driver in the middle not carried his newborn in car. The questions of the rescue showed me that, that can be expected in case of accidents with other personal injury: “Is anyone unconscious? Is anyone trapped in the vehicle? Is there blood loss …”

And of course, the pain in the back and neck are not small talk, but it will pass. The doctor and radiologist in Lorenz Böhler Hospital have extremely adorable and cute talked to my princess and taken seriously they mainly. And the policeman, of my junior all’ his things stated on the belt at eye level, have helped, that this accident – if one may say so – is positive.

Therefore, it is actually even more shameful for motorists, which have needed to drive past three stationary cars on the tangent with us, to insult out of the window we wüstest. The last are not we namely three accidents Handlebar …

#289: It’s a Thank you for all mei Friends

A big thank you! The day was just terrific, and no I do not want to talk about it and yes I've gotten older and no, it will not be discussed in detail and yes, it was quite in order. Not only because 6 Did year, that I am not so old eh, up on a girl – there is always someone, the need to step out of line – that meant, I'm an old bisi. Hello?!!!! What do you mean a little?

I got from my mom an original potato strudel (which is composed like Christmas and Easter). My mom after the new furnace of the Miele oven in the past 15 No longer used years. And my mom did the best strudel ever. When I heard that in the morning, I really were tears in his eyes. As you just noted how much a parent (Mamas) really love.

And there have my neighbors praised me, although the Lord Invalid Bumblebee could beflegeln anytime Us (whether the volume). In addition, as many have thought of me, wrote to me or spoke to me. It is the best, What can a simple pass, How many people noticing it means something. What could be more important in life? I believe nothing.

#288: Wenn einer feiert,

dann feiern im besten Fall alle anderen mit! Nachdem mein großer kleiner Mann jetzt 6 Jahre alt wurde, haben wir wieder eine Prater-Fussball-Picknick-Party veranstaltet. Wie schon letztes Jahr platzierten wir uns gegenüber bei der Piraterfee auf der Wiese mit unseren “Fress-Wagerln” und Picknick-decken. Dazugelernt vom letzten Jahr haben wir uns 2 Tische organisiert und 2 Fussballtore gekauft.

Ab 11 Uhr ging es los und bis 16 Uhr trotz recht feuchtem Wetter, es hat nämlich immer wieder so ein bisserl genieselt, haben wir durchgefeiert mit Fußball, Eating, Trinken und natürlich Geschenken. Am Vorabend habe ich ein Hüftsteak mit Schwarzbier und viel Zwiebeln, Kürbis und Gewürzen in den Ofen geschoben und bei 75 Grad bis am nächsten Tag 10 Uhr durchschmoren lassen. In der Früh ab 8 Uhr galt es noch ein paar Kilo Hühnerschnitzerln zu panieren, Bio Rauchschinken und Salami zu schneiden und den Kindersekt, wie Prosecco einzupacken, der schon gekühlt auf der Terrasse stand. Es war alles weg, sogar ein Großteil der Schokoladen-Nutella-Oreo Torte, die die Kinder und ich am Vortag gebacken haben.

Und damit sich das Essen auszahlte, für Kinder und Erwachsene, haben wir wirklich fleissig Fussball gespielt. Sogar wir ganz Großen haben uns reingelegt und manchmal uns mit den Stöpseln angelegt, die sowieso mehr Kondition und Können auf das Spielfeld gelegt hatten. Was als Frau interessant zu beobachten ist, ist die männliche “Ich-hau-mich-rein-und-nehm-das-ur-ernst” Eigenschaft aus einem Erwachsenen-Kind-Spiel ein Erwachsenen-Erwachsenen-Kind-(With)Spiel zu machen. Aber unsere flexible Spielweise durchkreuzte sowieso jegliche “Gewinnermentalität”, da wir mal in der einen oder dann in der anderen Mannschaft gespielt hatten.

Diese Art des Geburtstagsfeierns ermöglicht weit mehr als nur schnell mal feiern. Der Tag ist nicht vorgeplant mit festgesetzten Terminen und Aktivitäten. Es geht um Zeit, die man/er mit denen verbringt, die er um sich haben will. Es ist eine wunderbare Möglichkeit für uns Eltern und Familie mit Freunden Zeit zu verbringen und zwar viel bewusster, weil es einmal nicht um einen Selbst geht.