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…
And tomorrow we might not be togetherI’m no prophet and I don’t know nature’s waysSo I’ll try and see into your eyes right nowAnd stay right here ’cause these are the good old days— Carly Simon, Anticipation I’m reluctantly trying to reign in my anticipation of an exciting trip I’ve planned. That word, anticipation, prompted…
“Above all, do not lose your desire to walk: every day I walk myself into a state of well-being and walk away from every illness; I have walked myself into my best thoughts, and I know of no thought so burdensome that one cannot walk away from it.” — Søren Kierkegaard As I write this,…
Having been married awhile, my bride and I know each other’s tendencies. She rolls her eyes at me when she sees me watching YouTube videos of faraway places. I’ve got a regular playlist of places I’d like to go that I visit regularly, and virtually tag along with friends as they sail around the world….
To be great, be whole;Exclude nothing, exaggerate nothing that is not you.Be whole in everything. Put all you areInto the smallest thing you do.So, in each lake, the moon shines with splendorBecause it blooms up above.— Fernando Pessoa, Poems of Fernando Pessoa An early morning. Out the door long before the dawn brought me deep…
“I want to be famous in the way a pulley is famous, or a buttonhole, not because it did anything spectacular, but because it never forgot what it could do.” — Naomi Shihab Nye (with a nod to @MayaCPopa for showing the way) Fame is overrated, contribution is where it’s at. We are utilitarian at…
On a recent walk I noticed the recently painted median strip dividing the road featured artwork now and then. It seems they painted the road in autumn, as the oak leaves returned to the earth to close their cycle and begin again. A few rebels, wishing for immortality perhaps, found the opportunity to capture the…
“We are mirrors reflecting one another. The people with whom we surround ourselves shape us, and we shape those around us, too.” — Brad Stulberg, The Practice of Groundedness I had a conversation with two strong players in my circle of influence who both disliked The Banshees of Inisherin, a movie I absolutely loved. The movie…
This is the beginning of the rest of your lifeYou better start movin’ like you’re running out of timeThe realization coming over your mindThat it should be a canterIf you could just find the answerYou know it could be a canterIf you were just a wee bit less of a wankerMore than half ae’ the…
“Productive activity has nothing to do with being swept away by the inertia of busyness. It is not about quantity, either. Rather, it is a deliberate choice of where and how to direct one’s attention.” — Brad Stulberg, The Practice of Groundedness We seek solitude, when possible, in the quiet places. Places of stoic beauty with…
you will never catch up.Walk around feeling like a leafknow you could tumble at any second.Then decide what to do with your time.― Naomi Shihab Nye, The Art of Disappearing I’ve fallen in love with the bullet journal again. It’s not so much because of a love of organization, it’s more a need for organization…