I hate the word can’t. Can’t, can’t, can’t. Recant, vacant. It is such a negative word, a harsh word. Unable or incapable or even cannot is preferable. Of course can, able, or capable are even more preferable. It is amazing how words can encourage us or even discourage us. Something as simple as a sound, vowels and consonants, has the power to move us. A rousing speech made by an honest politician, (and you thought I didn’t have a sense of humour) or music, good music. Music that we think is good. It doesn’t matter what anyone else thinks. Music, like Art, is very personal, even visceral. It is almost impossible to explain to another why a particular piece of music, or art, moves us. It doesn’t matter, if it touches you it can be used to benefit your situation. Anything, almost anything, that makes you feel good about who you are is something you need in your life. As long as it doesn’t harm another and it is legal. I will not condone something that is illegal. At least not openly. Shhhhhh.
On the other hand . . .Wallowing, to wallow, to devote oneself entirely to unrestrained pleasure. Wallowing is a word I like the sound of. More importantly I like what it stands for. We spend each day doing things that are important to other people. We spend time eating the foods we must and doing the exercises and activities that are required for our physical well-being. Well what about our psychological well-being? What about indulging in something that is, well, indulgent? Every now and then it is important, no it is vital, that we do a little something extra just for ourselves. Some days it’s all right to have that chocolate bar or iced cream. Some days we need to put our feet up and read that trashy novel or watch a completely inappropriate movie. Why? Because we spend so much of our lives doing the right things. There is nothing wrong with doing what is right. We need to take care of ourselves and others. We live in a global village where our actions affect others. But sometimes we need to do something just for ourselves. Think of it as your gold star or a special treat for being the person we all should be. To wallow or to luxuriate in a decadent pleasure is only special when it is done infrequently. If we wallow constantly then that becomes a way of life. To take unrestrained pleasure continually is usually at the expense of another or at the least of good behaviour. So keep your wallowing to your self and keep it special. But most importantly: keep doing it.