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Lake Parramatta

When I was a young man, I became a fan of Thoreau. I would read Walden, make my pencil notes in the margins, and contemplate a life lived in thought amidst nature.

This is Lake Parramatta. It is in the heart of Western Sydney, fringed by an arterial road, a retirement village and residential property.

It is a place in nature, in the city. And in the early morning, it is a beautiful and tranquil place to prepare for the day.

Ray

Comms Bingo – calling all common knowledge

With the upcoming IABC World Conference and recent CAS event in Sydney, I have been reflecting on how insights at communication events seem to be recurring; truisms, foundation ideas and models, and case studies that have been repurposed and reenacted.

With that in mind, I have created a little game to keep track of some of the most frequent tweets that arise – #commsbingo.

It will double as a handout in the COMMS Plan workshops later in the year.

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The post in included on LinkedIn and the Meaning Business blog.

How we remember special days

He has been gone for over two years. Tomorrow will be a special day. Tomorrow would have been his eighty-second birthday. We have already seen two Father’s Day weekends pass. Two other birthdays. His wife’s eightieth. Two Christmases. Two wedding anniversaries. I am two birthdays older. We all are. Are these special days?

How many ways do we remember? We remember moments. I remember when I am shaving and see his eyes look back at me from the bathroom mirror. I remember when I hear an instrumental version of a Beatles song in a shop. Or, much less often, the jaunt of the Tijuana Brass.

I remember when I see a man with a walking frame. I remember in bookstores. I remember when I hear the word ‘Malaya’, a place he was posted decades before I was conceived, in a job he left when I was born.

When I wake myself snoring, I think of him. When I watch the weather report. When I pass a market stall.

I remember when I look at my photo albums. I remember when I see his picture on the wall, looking back at me and the people I love. He is wearing my silly hat. His expression is Quixotic. He is present, but already leaving. His Alzheimer’s was winning. His first cancer in remission, his second growing, unobserved.

I remember when I speak to his wife, my mother. I remember when we speak of him. I remember when we do not.

What do we do to remember them on the special days? Every day is a special day.

Originally published on Cowbird, 3 October 2013.

http://cowbird.com/embed/story/79019/

Why are the most important people in media reading The Awl? | The Verge

Everyone wakes up, and it’s just sand. And most people die, but a few survive, and they all walk in different directions. And I’m ready for this to happen every three months. That’s the cool cyberpunk outcome of all this. Everything remakes itself all the time, and then nothing is sustainable, and the idea that you could do any of these things we’re doing now as jobs will be some ridiculous anachronism.

John Hermann, The Awl.

via Why are the most important people in media reading The Awl? | The Verge.