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INTROSPECTION, The Board Game’s Question of the Week for October 27th, 2013: If you have a difficult decision to make, do you procrastinate?
If I were playing Introspection, The Board Game, I would have to answer with a, “Yes.” If you guessed correctly how I would respond, roll the dice and move your game piece forward! The reason why I say this is because procrastination is a way of really saying, I have not yet made up my mind on what I want to do. Procrastination can allow one the additional time to dwell on the options for action on the issue. On the other hand, our old friend Anxiety shows up with that uncomfortable feeling when a decision is required. It is the voice in the back of my mind that pushes for a resolution. My dad used to tell me, “Do something even if it is wrong.” He did not mean to purposefully make a wrong decision but that even if I was unsure of the correct decision, at least it was a decision that would move to clarify the problem. While I do procrastinate on a difficult issue, I generally come up with what I believe to be the best option to relieve anxiety. Decision made, anxiety silenced until the results of that decision show up for a new decision. I was at a dinner party the other night and one fellow that I was talking to was contemplating retirement and he could not make up his mind about retiring because he was not sure how to fill his time. His work for all those many years had ordered his life and without its presence, the future would be be scary. As it turned out through the course of the conversation, he had forgotten how to play. The Adult and the Parent parts of his personality had directed his life to a comfortable place but now it was time to reconnect with the play of children that comes quite naturally. Procrastination with the emergence of the child within, withheld. Play child play…I have been waiting for you.
INTROSPECTION, The Board Game’s Question of the Week for July 22, 2012: Does your Partner consider you to be Romantic?
This week’s question from INTROSPECTION, The Board Game comes from the Partners, Relationships and Marriage Section of the game. If you were to guess my answer today…you would have had to have guessed, “No” in order to roll the dice and move forward on the board! We have had a busy weekend with my son and his daughter visiting over the weekend. Jan and I have not had much time together this weekend. After Brendon and Alura left, I watched the conclusion of the British Open. Jan went to the pool with one of her neighbors. It has just been one of those weekends that was busy with family events and Jan and I did not spend any quality time together. Jan works so hard during the week ( while I am playing golf) that the weekend is really the only time set aside for each other. This has just been one of those weekends that we have just not seen each other that much. Really, as I think about it, I have not bought her any flowers lately, just to thank her for all that she does. I do not want to be a neglectful spouse or to take my wife for granted because she is a wonderful and thoughtful person (much more than I!) Sooo, before she gets back from the pool, I am going to the market to get her some fresh flowers…just because, I lover her very much…oops…she just came in…the flowers will have to wait until tomorrow. The evening is still young!
INTROSPECTION, The Board Game’s Question of the Week for July 15th, 2012: Do you require a lot of Social Contact?
This week’s question from INTROSPECTION, The Board Game comes from the Psychology section and if you were asking me this question while playing, I hope you guessed that I would say, “No!” If you guessed correctly, roll the dice and move your game piece forward! I really do not need a great deal of social contact…I am pretty comfortable by myself and usually prefer it that way. Of course when I was not married, I sought to be married to relieve lonliness. Now that I am married, I know that my wife is there for me and me for her, so I can go off by myself for periods of time and it is OK! As a matter of fact, Jan prefers me to get out of the house rather than be underfoot. I am retired and she is still working, so I do my thing and she does hers and we meet up again on the weekend. Jan is much more social than I am in that she loves to have her friends over for wine and cheese. Me on the other hand, I am a doer and have more of a need to be doing something as opposed to chatting about something. Neither is bad or wrong but take for example last night, when one of our female neighbors came over for a drink. They sat out on the patio and talked for hours! I get no great thrill from this so I went out to say hi and went back in to finish Piers Morgan’s interview with Robert Blake! Earlier in the evening, I suggested that we go to the pool or go to a wine tasting event in Burleson (Jan loves this) with no great enthusiasm on her part but I did not want to go off by myself on a Friday night without her….soooo, I stayed home and was her cheese and wine tasting buddy until the neighbor came over. I am pretty good by myself and just need to know that someone is there for me so I can go and do my thing. When I am doing nothing though, I regretfully have to say that my caloric and alcohol ingestion go up….mainly because I am pleasing my wife rather than doing what I would rather be doing. Marriage is a give and take like that…but why can’t I have more self-control and not eat so much in those situations….especially social situations? I went over to my brother’s house for this past 4th of July and I was constantly in the chips and bean dip! Food is my comfort zone in social gatherings! I would simply just rather be doing something and conversation flowing from those actions. Oh well, everyone is different in this regard. I am enjoying my time doing this post alone in my office while Jan is taking a nap. Ok, now it is time to wake her up!
INTROSPECTION, The Board Game’s Question of the Week for June 17th, 2012: Do you ever pout with your spouse or partner?
This week’s question from INTROSPECTION, The Board Game comes from the, “Marriage and Relationships” section of the game. If you were to ask me this question while playing and had predicted that I would say, “Yes”….you would be absolutely correct! I do pout and I admit it! My wife and me seldom have an argument or a cross word but when we do and I feel that I have been treated unfairly, I will get angry, say some things that I will regret and then pout or not be willing to talk about it for a few hours. In other words, I have to be pushed “over the line” and then I get POed! When I give the “silent treatment,” I know that this is a hold over from my childhood and that I should behave in a more adult manner, however it’s like, I have been injured and my payback is to withhold or to withdraw. Last night for example, I was eating a sandwich at the table and my wife said to me that the trash bag had leaked something onto the floor. She proceeded to wipe it up and to tell me that I didn’t care. I am still eating my sandwich! I guess that I was supposed to jump up and clean it up. I later learned that she was having difficulty at work and I was the scapegoat at that moment. It is usually not one comment that will set me off but a series. Then the cycle begins. We talk about it after a few hours have passed and the issue is resolved but I don’t enjoy being unhappy, even for a few hours. I will have to work on my pouting because she is my world andI love her very much.
INTROSPECTION, The Board Game’s Question of the Week for May 20, 2012: Did your mother or father have any, “stock” sayings that you can recall?
This week’s question from Introspection, The Board Game comes from the “Your Family” section. My answer is a definite, “Yes!” If you guessed correctly, move your game piece forward by the roll of the dice! I remember mostly the sayings that my father would tell us kids. It is funny that I don’t remember any saying from my mother. Of course, there were the usual sayings from dad like, “If you are going to do anything, do it right” or “If you can’t say something nice, don’t say anything at all.” He sometimes had conflicting sayings depending on the situation, like, “I am going to try something, even if it is wrong” or “If you don’t know what to do, don’t do anything.” When my father was in his seventies and he had heart disease, he was always fond of saying, “I look good on paper.” The paper he was looking at must have been flawed because he died way too young at the age of 71. Some of my favorite sayings from my dad was about, “the belt.” Just the mention of “the belt” was enough to get my attention! Oh yeah, that reminds me, my mother did often tell me to, “wait until your father gets home!” That was usually enough to straighten me out, temporarily, while I sucked up to mom for the rest of the day! My all time personal favorite saying from my dad came when we went on vacations in the family car. We three kids (ok, mostly me) would be acting up and he would turn around in the driver’s seat, raise his arm to hit us (me) and say, “I’m going to turn around in a minute and there is going to be nobody left but me!” That mostly worked. I do regret that I was not a better kid growing up and that I gave both of my parents way too much grief. Oh, that reminds me of another saying from my mother or was it a threat? She would always tell me that she was going to, “ send you away to a military academy.” I am very glad that they did not.
INTROSPECTION, The Board Game’s Question of the Week for May 13, 2012: Did your father die peacefully?
This week’s question from INTROSPECTION, The Board Game comes from the “Family” section of questions. My answer to this question, if I were asked while playing the game, would be,”Yes.” If you guessed corectly, move your game piece forward by the role of the dice. My father, Wilton Herbert Hasty Sr, died at the age of 71. According to the medical examiner’s report, he was found deceased on his bed at 12:58 pm, on April 24th, 1995 from “arteriosclerotic cardiovascular disease.” I was 44 years old at the time. My sister-in-law called me at work and informed me of his passing. I immediately went to his home in Oak Cliff (Dallas). When I arrived, my sister and the police were already there. I walked into his bedroom and saw him laying on his bed, fully clothed, as if he had just gone for his daily walk or had just returned from it. I remember that it was a surreal witnessing, no life remaining in a shell that still remained. It is hard to imagine non- life in your father…to see him so still. I do not know if a massive heart attack is painful or if it is so sudden that pain fleets. His death was probably pretty quick and I hope peaceful or at least, I want to believe it to be so.
INTROSPECTION, The Board Game’s Question of the Week for November 6th, 2011: Should Death be outlawed in Texas?
If this was a question in INTROSPECTION, The Board Game, I would have to say,”Yes!” I learned today that Joe Frazier died at the age of 67 and thought to myself that something, anything must be done to stop Death. I am sick and tired of learning that someone that I watched and admired has died….last week it was Andy Rooney. So, I thought that the best thing to do would be to contact my state legislators and try to get passed an anti-death bill. There are many upsides to such legislation. If death was illegal in Texas, just think of the optimism that would erupt! People would never waste another moment worrying about dying and spend a great deal more time living! Obituaries would be obsolete! Funerals would never happen again! More money in everyone’s pockets! Productivity would go through the roof! The recession in Texas would be a thing of the past. The optimism could even spill over to other bordering states, say Oklahoma or Louisiana and maybe even the rest of the nation and even the world! This death thing has just got to stop before another person that I grew up with dies and I am left just a little more lonely without them. Please, contact your state representatives and let’s together, get Death out of our lives forever.
INTROSPECTION, The Board Game’s Question of the Week for September 18, 2011: Do you continue to find Meaning in your life?
This week’s question comes from the Religion and Philosophy Section of INTROSPECTION, The Board Game. If I were playing the game and was asked this question, I would have to say, “YES!” Meaning….is that not the ultimate question that moves behavior? Does not every action require a purpose? Are we not quided by purpose? Each individual must define what that meaning or purpose is at any given moment in time. You can even lose meaning as well. Are there periods in life where meaning and purpose is less defined? Is meaning sometimes less certain? Are goals tied to meaning? Is personal significance the same as meaning? These are all questions that I have been pondering for the last couple of weeks. Sometimes I feel that meaning for my life is now more ambiguous than it was, say when I was younger. In previous years, I found meaning in school, in raising a family and in work….but now, as I get closer to the end of life than to the beginning or even the middle, I find it more difficult to discern meaning. While I did answer, “Yes” to this question, it does not relieve me of the responsibility of discovering what that meaning might be, today, tomorrow and next week. I do find meaning in my relationships more than anywhere else, even though I have not ruled out a relationship with a higher power. But as of this writing, such a relationship escapes me. While I long for the certainty of “life everlasting,” my mind will not let me go there. I am left with meaning as I find it in this life and in my everyday existence. I was reading an article today about Roger Ebert, the famed movie critic who was diagnosed with thyroid cancer in 2006. He now finds meaning in life dispite his being without a jaw and unable to eat or drink. His answer is to try “to contribute joy to the world.” His courage in spite of failing health does help me with my own meaning. I very much like that idea….contributing joy to the world. I do not think that joy is measured….in small or large doses, so in my very small, baby-step manner, I will find meaning in each day by some measure of joy that I can contribute. That is my answer for now and I can think of no other answer that gives me solace.
This week’s question from INTROSPECTION, The Board Game comes not from the game itself but from my own experiences after Jan and I went to see the new movie, “The Help.” I went into the movie expecting it to be mostly a comedy but found much, much more. While the movie is funny in places for sure, it took me back to my own youth in the 1950′s and mid-60′s. While I personally have never had a maid, my mother and father did. She was black (Negro in 1960) and her name was Mildred. She had worked for my grandparents in Oak Cliff in Dallas before she worked for mom and dad. I am sure that she had a hand in raising us to some degree but I was too young to remember a great deal. I do remember her coming over to our house in the early 1960′s to do the ironing and cleaning. Now, the amazing thing about the movie for me was the emotion that came up because I was ashamed of that time in American history when blacks were treated with such disdain and as second-class people. Until the landmark Civil Rights Act of 1964 (I was 14 yo) blacks, in most cases, could not drink from the same water fountains, use the same restrooms and certainly could not eat at the same restaurants. My father owned cafeterias in Dallas at that time, one of which was in Highland Park. I remember the day quite clearly. Our family was eating Sunday lunch at this location the day the new law came into effect. An elderly black couple walked slowly down the cafeteria line. They were dressed in their after church clothes. The gentleman was wearing a suit and top hat and he walked with a cane. I can remember to this day the astonishment that we all felt as we sat in the dining room. It was like, “how could they……the audacity of those people to come to our cafeteria to eat” and would it drive away business? We had just never seen this before. Now, you must know also that much of “the help” either servers, cooks or table cleaning crew were also black and I was there to witness their reaction to the same event….scared but proud is how I would describe it. Now that I think about it, the waitress staff at that time also wore the dress and cap that a maid might wear. So, when I became teary-eyed during the movie, Jan could not quite understand….the shame that I was feeling for the arrogance of that time. I was unwittingly a part of it by my preconceived notions about separation of the races and that, “they knew there place.” It was like I was saying, “I’m sorry” and I apologize for that not so pretty part of our American heritage which I relived in the movie. That is just the way things were at that time. Separate but equal was inherently unequal and I do wonder about current high rates of unemployment in the black community. In March of this year, according to the U.S. Bureau of Labor Statistics, black unemployment of men between the ages of 16-24 was 34.5%. What if those numbers were white?