Category Archives: Thought

Sunday is a Beginning

Will I ever write again?

And if so, I wonder when?

Will I discover someone oh-so-grand?

Like Dick Van Patton or Ayn Rand?

Something is there

on the edge of my brain

Waiting for a a word or a way to explain

How to cope with the world and the rocky terrain

I remain.

 

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Sewing Things Up

I stopped writing each day

and I gained weight and felt sad

Coincidence?  Likely.

But worth a shot to get back into the routine

All I need is a line a day

 

A Good Egg and an Oxymoron

Looking forward to being in the moment.

It Occurs to Me….

It occurs to me

That I need not be

Accountable on any date

For every possible twist of fate

Responsibility has its place

And doggedly persevering

can win the race

But….

Advice to me was recently given

That there’s a time in space

For being driven

And…

This is something good to know:

There is also a time to

LET. IT. GO.

Looking at the Moon. In the Snow. Without socks

 

Beautiful, hazy moon tonight! The snowy driveway feels good under feet with socks and no shoes — it doesn’t even feel cold on the ground; the air, though, WAY cold!!

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Enough

The News

From the Secret Life of Bees, by Sue Monk Kidd:  “August turned it (the radio) off.  Enough was enough.  You cannot fix the whole world.”

A Mish Mash

Haven’t written much lately. And I don’t know why!  Life is good.  Went to Italy in March and broke my wrist on the way down Mt Vesuvius.  I hadn’t even walked all the way up! Ah, I knew that volcano would get me.

It was a wonderful and amazing trip (pardon the pun) in spite of that unwanted event.

I loved Italy and the coffee they served and the way that they served it.  And I have stories about the joys of traveling with my husband, and my daughter and her husband (who guided us with great care and patience), and the wonderful people we met and finding and visiting my grandparents home village.

So why don’t I write about all that in detail? 

Meanwhile, I am getting ready to retire in January and I am thrilled and slightly terrified by the whole thing.  I will miss the people and the structure of work and the details of my job and being necessary to the whole mission.  I will also be elated to not have to attend to all those details and not being necessary to the whole shebang.  I will miss the very things I do not currently wish to do.  It’s such a mixed bag of emotions and expectations.

The very things I love are sometimes the very things I do not love.

What can happen?

 

 

Yesterday

I have an element

I am not currently in it

It is somewhere I have been

It is somewhere I aspire to be again

Meanwhile, I will be where I am

and soak it up because I can

Resta Qui

Preparing for a plot to hatch

What would be the mood to match?

Who would find the point to catch?

Remember, to remember

 don’t get too far ahead

don’t catch up to the future

stay right here instead

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Befuddled

I want to get back to the mind set when I was a kid and didn’t worry about who got elected and what could go wrong because of it.

I would like to be informed but detached from the outcome.

Bewitched, bothered and befuddled am I!

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