What Have You Done with My Shoelaces?

Posted on December 1, 2025

Too many years ago, I became redirected by someone insisting upon a phrase: “thinking-feeling-willing.”

As if that order of any day’s existence, moment by moment, before the next moment could even possibly occur before the one before any (and this) very second that you’re reading.

Today I need to posit that old advice (from a paid person) from myself to myself, an artificial (not naturally unpaid) support (I talk to myself and live alone) into oblivion, paid, or simply human-to-human humane.

If my ongoing task (as is the case today) is to maintain and develop stability, mood, attention, and otherwise to continue an effective day’s schedule, I can very-well continue that “feeling” (please do not begin singing) to know by the very fact (measurable) of a belief that my interests are authentic, and my considerations are healthy and practical.

In other words:
Do any of you realise how much work it can be to stabilise my mood, to understand my interests, to consider accurately what is the best and appropriate activity to be doing moment after moment?

That’s “feeling-willing-thinking,” not “thinking-feeling-willing”.

Whereby, if stability and stabilising (the regulator word) is the task ready to hand, I suggest (to myself) “go for it” so that going may lend a chance for my interest to instruct my considerations, thoughtful or not, to be a practical being.

One last… forget “motivational” readings, speeches, songs (except music, music without lyrics is my preferred stability, and the planar magnetic headset is noise replacing ambience, not cancelling) because…Emotions are thick. They overwhelm my (and possibly yours at this point to ponder) time and tasks to stabilise the mood, worthwhile to consider another month’s wonder for continuity and sustenance.

So be it, in these parts of the internet calendar includes national and religious holidays.

Autumn, November, and wintertime are orderly for me.

The wintertime is when life goes underground and becomes quiet.  There’s peace for me during that quiet.  I need to substantiate the pervasive order for days, and sometimes that’s PDD, including anxious times too.

Not otherwise specified, busy and quick, such as moving quickly during cold days, and having many layers of warm clothing to stay warm.  Layers similar to a weighted blanket at nighttime.

Under layers of coverlets and sheets, with a weighted blanket being the top layer of bed covers and bed clothing, I’ve been using it at night.

That’s soothing, and that soothing feels a willing interest settling thought, the final time at the end of a day.

I like that time.  Mood, interest, consideration, being “feeling-willing-thinking.”