Talkin’ to myself and feelin’ oldSometimes I’d like to quitNothin’ ever seems to fitHangin’ aroundNothin’ to do but frownRainy days and Mondays always get me down— The Carpenters/Adam Williams, Rainy Days and Mondays Rainy days and Mondays never really drag me down. Sure, we’ve had way more rain than we should this season, while others…
Nature’s first green is gold,Her hardest hue to hold.Her early leaf’s a flower;But only so an hour.Then leaf subsides to leaf.So Eden sank to grief,So dawn goes down to day.Nothing gold can stay.— Robert Frost, Nothing Gold Can Stay Halfway through another month as I publish this, and I shake my head at the magic…
“History is, above all else, the creation and recording of that heritage; progress is its increasing abundance, preservation, transmission, and use. To those of us who study history not merely as a warning reminder of man’s follies and crimes, but also as an encouraging remembrance of generative souls, the past ceases to be a depressing…
Last Sunday morning, the sunshine felt like rainThe week before, they all seemed the sameWith the help of God and true friends, I’ve come to realizeI still have two strong legs, and even wings to flySo I, ain’t a-wastin time no more‘Cause time goes by like hurricanes, and faster things— Gregg L. Allman, Ain’t Wastin’…
I’m growing older but not upMy metabolic rate is pleasantly stuckLet those winds of time blow over my headI’d rather die while I’m livin’ than live while I’m dead— Jimmy Buffett, I’m Growing Older But Not Up Two events happened concurrently over the last few days that rocked the boat for me. Jimmy Buffett passed…
The cry of the cicadaGives us no signThat presently it will die. — Matsuo Basho Summer slipped away quickly this year. It always does, really, but especially when the weather is uncooperative for large swaths of outdoor living time. So it goes. The cicadas signal the dog dats of summer but also its end. We…
This is the bright homein which I live,this is whereI askmy friendsto come,this is where I wantto love all the thingsit has taken me so longto learn to love.— David Whyte, The House of Belonging The house is full more frequently now. Filled with pets and friends and memories. The nest is empty and yet…
“It occurred to me that there were two sets of virtues, the résumé virtues and the eulogy virtues. The résumé virtues are the skills you bring to the marketplace. The eulogy virtues are the ones that are talked about at your funeral — whether you were kind, brave, honest or faithful. Were you capable of…
“Like silence after noise, or cool, clear water on a hot, stuffy day, Emptiness cleans out the messy mind and charges up the batteries of spiritual energy. Many people are afraid of Emptiness, however, because it reminds them of Loneliness.” ― Benjamin Hoff, The Tao of Pooh I picked up a beautiful stone on a…
August of another summer, and once againI am drinking the sunand the lilies again are spread across the water.I know now what they want is to touch each other. — Mary Oliver, The Pond As we head into the dog days of summer, I find myself with a good dog to share walks with. Puppy…