Yesterday, when I was walking outside and being foolishly apprehensive about writing and delivering a “Report from the President” at a group therapy conference this weekend, I saw an invitation to come inside and be foolish.
Personally, I appreciate any invitation to come inside and accept all my different parts (from foolish to wise). How about you?
Here’s my next foolish thought: “The Fool” is the most evolved of all the Jungian archetypes.
The Fool/Jester archetype urges us to enjoy the process of our lives. Although the Fool/Jester can be prone to laziness and dissipation, the positive Fool/Jester invites us all out to play — showing us how to turn our work, our interactions with others, and even the most mundane tasks into FUN. The goal of the Fool/Jester is perhaps the wisest goal of all, which is just to enjoy life as it is, with all its paradoxes and dilemmas.
This fool now wants to look at a definition of “foolish.”
fool·ish
/ˈfo͞oliSH/
adjective
(of a person or action) lacking good sense or judgment; unwise.
“it was foolish of you to enter into correspondence.”synonyms: stupid, silly, idiotic, halfwitted, witless, brainless, mindless, thoughtless, imprudent, incautious, irresponsible, injudicious, indiscreet, unwise, unintelligent, unreasonable; ill-advised, ill-considered, impolitic, rash, reckless, foolhardy, lunatic; absurd, senseless, pointless, nonsensical, inane, fatuous, ridiculous, laughable, risible, derisible; informal,: dumb, dim, dimwitted, dopey, gormless, damfool, half-baked, harebrained, crackbrained, peabrained, wooden-headed, thickheaded, nutty, mad, crazy, dotty, batty, dippy, cuckoo, screwy, wacky; informal barmy, daft; informal: glaikit; informal:dumb-ass, chowderheaded; informal: dotish
“her desperation led her to do something foolish”
Her desperation led her to do something foolish; my desperation leads me to blogging. (Of course, everything leads me to blogging; I’ve been writing a daily blog in the morning for almost seven years.) (But what fool is counting?)
And if it’s foolish for me to write this blog before writing my report from the President, so be it.
Speaking of foolish, is it foolish for me to be worried about the stupid, silly, idiotic, halfwitted, witless, brainless, mindless, thoughtless, imprudent, incautious, irresponsible, injudicious, indiscreet, unwise, unintelligent, unreasonable, ill-advised, ill-considered, impolitic, rash, reckless, foolhardy, lunatic, absurd, senseless, pointless, nonsensical, inane, fatuous, ridiculous, laughable, risible, derisible, dumb, dim, dimwitted, dopey, gormless, damfool, half-baked, harebrained, crackbrained, peabrained, wooden-headed, thickheaded, nutty, mad, crazy, dotty, batty, dippy, cuckoo, screwy, wacky, barmy, daft, glaikit, dumb-ass, chowderheaded, and dotish reports from and about another President?
Worry is always foolish, because it doesn’t help anything.
Let’s be glaikit (Scottish word meaning foolish, giddy) together and look at my other foolish fotos from yesterday!
Michael was foolish enough to make LOTS of those delicious cod cakes last night. And I was foolish enough to clean my plate.
My first week of blogging, I was foolish enough to write a post about procrastination. After going inside that old post, I’m foolishly quoting it here:
if I AM going to wait until the last minute to do something, I wish to heaven I could block that procrastinated task totally out of my mind. But that’s not how it works for me. Usually, I’m exquisitely and uncomfortably aware of what I’m avoiding. Geesh. There’s got to be a way for procrastination to be more fun.
As I’ve gotten older, I have become more forgiving about my procrastinating tendencies. I’ve also realized that procrastination for me often has to do with insecurity. For example, I almost always wait until the last minute to do something that I think I might conceivably suck at doing — or, at least, where I might fall short of my own expectations and wishes.
One thing I’ve historically procrastinated about is …….. writing.
Maybe I procrastinate because I’m foolishly afraid of appearing foolish.
Here‘s the foolish song going through my foolish head, here and now:
Come inside and be foolish with a comment, below!
Finally, I shall finish this foolish post with a foolish foto to express my thanks to all those who helped me write today’s post and — of course! — to YOU. No fooling!
It’s good to be foolish, I write a lot of foolish poems and a lot of foolish people read my foolish words, which were mainly derive from foolish poets like Leonard Cohen, Bod Dylan, William Blake and the most foolish of them all Edgar Allan Poe
What a great company of fools, Ivor!
I would love to have that sign outside of my house
I would love to see that, beth!
Your fool/jester section emphasises that the fool was definitely no idiot
You’re no idiot, Derrick.
You can’t fool me, Ann. You will impress all with your President’s speech.
You impress me with your comments, Mark, every time.
Good , luck ending, Ann! I’m a fool to be reading posts when I ought to be making brekkie for me and my guy before we take a boat ride among the mangroves. Glaikit with the thought of seeing manatees, dolphins, and maybe alligators, and even the rare crocodile that we have down here.
You’re no fool, Sunny.
When I first heard an Irish coworker use the word “gormless” I had to ask if a wise person was “full of gorm”. She thought for a minute and said, “Yes,” because she was quite a gormful person, and I felt a bit gormless. Then again I may not be able to list my occupation as “Foole” like George Carlin could but I can certainly say it’s my calling.
Thanks for this gormful comment, Chris.
Love that glaiket slipped in there Ann. It brought memories – some amusing and others not so much. Such is the life of a fool 😉
Love the life in you, Val! <3
Foolish????????
I am young and foolish………….
Nar, I am not, I am middle aged and serious
You are great the way you are, Joanne.
Come inside and be foolish
with Viola flowers
and Michael powers
Thanks for getting foolish with me, Maria!
Man who stands on toilet gets high on pot.
What a wonderfully foolish comment and I feel so foolish that it took me so long to see it, Bob!
Probably the key reason I so admire your willingness to be a performer is that I’m so concerned about doing anything that would make me feel foolish, that I don’t put myself out there! There’s a true confession for you, Ann. LOL! Maybe I need to study this post a little and lighten up! 🙂
Let’s lighten up and be foolish together, Debra! As I get older, I get better about letting go of fears about appearing foolish.
Haven’t been near your blog for a week or two. As good as ever 🙂
You’re so good to me, Alex!