All that passes descends,and ascends again unseeninto the light: the rivercoming down from skyto hills, from hills to sea,and carving as it moves,to rise invisible,gathered to light, to returnagain. “The river’s injuryis its shape.” I’ve learned no more.We are what we are givenand what is taken away;blessed be the nameof the giver and taker.For everything…
“It matters not where or how far you travel—the farther commonly the worse—but how much alive you are.” — Henry David Thoreau Sitting outside, listening to birdsong in the magic hour before the world shook the cobwebs off, I watched a couple of large birds fluttering tree-to-tree. I wondered at them, thinking perhaps pileated woodpeckers…
If you can’t decide what you want to doIf you can’t stand what people say to youIf you can’t see when your eyes are open wideIf you ask yourself what your doing and there’s no replyGet outside— Robert Palmer, Get Outside Sometimes you reach the end of the day and you don’t know what you’ve…
From the bottom of my heartOff the coast of CarolinaAfter one or two false startsI believe we found our strideAnd the walls that won’t come downWe can decorate or climb or find some way to get aroundCause I’m still on your sideFrom the bottom of my heart— Jimmy Buffett, Coast of Carolina Long-term relationships are…
I am standing upon the seashore.A ship at my side spreads her whitesails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength.I stand and watch her until at lengthshe hangs like a speck of white cloudjust where the sea and sky cometo mingle with each other….
Rest not!Life is sweeping bygo and dare before you die.Something mighty and sublime,leave behind to conquer time.— Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Goethe once wrestled with the desire to accomplish great things while enjoying the comforts of a bourgeois lifestyle. By all accounts he succeeded in transcending the ordinary with his writing. And what of us?…
“Be good and you’ll be lonesome.” — Mark Twain, Following the Equator: A Journey Around the World I’ve had this quote in my mind for a decade or two, floating about in the back of my brain. It sneaks back to the front now and then, mostly as a taunt to be more adventurous. Some…
When a friend calls to me from the roadAnd slows his horse to a meaning walk,I don’t stand still and look aroundOn all the hills I haven’t hoed,And shout from where I am, What is it?No, not as there is a time to talk.I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,Blade-end up and five feet…
I can see, it took so long just to realizeI’m much too strong not to compromiseNow I see what I am is holding me downI’ll turn it aroundOh, yes, I will— Boston, Don’t Look Back When you go to a concert to see a band play, are you looking for new or familiar? Go to…
“Tell your friend that in his death, a part of you dies and goes with him. Wherever he goes, you also go. He will not be alone.” ― Jiddu Krishnamurti We often talk of those we’ve lost as if a part of them is still here with us. I can still hear the laughter of…
If time is precious, how would you react when you take a left turn instead of a right and see your estimated time of arrival immediately jump up 30 minutes? That happened when I turned onto a stretch of Route 76 near Philadelphia with heavy traffic in both directions and nowhere to turn around for…
