The story of Ate
It's Official: celebrating is good for you
When I found Atë, it was after an incredibly long audition.
It felt like I’d been in a school hall for days - the smell of old gym shoes and deodorant lingering in the air; heavy curtains shutting out the daylight.
And I still wasn't done: hopeful deity after hopeful deity – Mafdet, Qadesh, Eos, Hedone, Pahket – all doing their stuff upon the stage to convince me they had what it took for the lead role.
They all had commendable star qualities - and none of them were someone you’d want to piss off. But it was a big commitment and I had to be sure I was going for the right one.
Kurt Vonnegut - God damn it, you've got to be kind
We live in weird times. I don’t think there’s any getting away from that.
But, nonetheless, it’s official. Celebrating is good for us.
Studies conducted by Dr. Robert A. Emmons, professor of psychology at the University of California and the founding editor-in-chief of the Journal of Positive Psychology, have shown that people who celebrate and feel grateful for small blessings in their lives gain all kinds of benefits.
Yes, apparently there are loads of benefits. Basically it’s like some kind of super gym-membership you can sign up to, only it’s free. You come out the other end (if you can continue the good work past January) like some well-oiled, pumping superhero glowing with a positivity that rubs off on all the people around you.
Rowena Cade - Build it and they will come…
“Hello babies. Welcome to Earth. It's hot in the summer and cold in the winter. It's round and wet and crowded. On the outside, babies, you've got a hundred years here. There's only one rule that I know of, babies-"God damn it, you've got to be kind.”
My ideal man, since you’re asking, would be a combination of Neil Gaiman and Kurt Vonnegut in the body of Michel Huisman. Of course, my husband already comes very close to this. Certainly on the beard front anyway.
But Kurt Vonnegut... seriously, what a man.
Celebrate the human
So, once upon a time (1989 to be precise) they made a film about a man who built a baseball diamond in a field of corn. Yes, that’s right. And, hard though it may be to imagine from the basic plot alone, Field of Dreams became one of the biggest films of the year cementing Kevin Costner’s status as the 1980s thinking human’s heart-throb (it was because of his eyes, you see).
There were a lot of important life lessons to take away from this film – and chief among them was that following your dreams is the most important thing you can do with your life. Even if it does mean you will have to put up with your brother-in-law shouting you’re an idiot all the time. Because, people, as long as you have sexy eyes, an understanding wife and James Earl Jones for a mentor, you can do it! Come on, people – follow your dreams!
Just over a year ago, I crouched around a campfire in a field bum-cresting the Atlantic, while a gale that hadn’t let up for forty-eight hours whipped around us. We were two days into a week of camping. There were plenty of reasons to feel gloomy. Not least because it was the annual family holiday and I wasn’t allowed to go home.
And it was in these circumstances that my physicist brother-in-law, with his hood up, wearing sunglasses to protect his eyes from the relentless onslaught of wood smoke and burning spits, unfolded to us his vision of the looming apocalypse... read more