Category Archives: wondering and pondering

Change is already over

We must fight climate change

(goes the ubiquitous cry

–but can’t fight metaphysics

feel free to try)

the climate has been changing

since climate began

remember when al gore was thin?

–even before then–

Now, should we clean up the environment

in which we all live?

we should and we can and

as it happens …..we are

and hysterical panic

will not help at all

Doing things that don’t work

can lead to a fall

Genuine science keeps searching

and is never quite settled

Can we stop being belligerent

and relax for awhile?

Some of the solutions

turn out to be ridiculous

so continue the search

let this work be meticulous

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Foreword

I’m just not in love with forewords to books.

I want to read the book itself not what someone I don’t even know thinks about it.

This might mean I’m not intellectual enough. But sometimes having someone dissect a work of art just seems condescending as if I won’t get it just by the author’s words. Might be insulting to the writer in a way.

If it needs a foreword, is it because the writer didn’t make things clear in the book?

I might like an “afterword” especially if I don’t feel like finishing a book that I’m not wild about and I want a summary of it. Or if it’s so great I want to have a conversation about it–even a remote one.

Sometimes I’ll read the foreword after i read the book–if it draws me in. I usually try reading the foreword up to the point I become exasperated. That tends to happen if it’s a long ordeal: write your own damn book why doncha’ ?

That’s my two cents!

Anyway…. I wonder what other people think about forewords? Helpful? What do you say, other people?

Not Dorothy Parker, but trying to sort it out

Now we speak of

“your truth”

“her truth”

“his truth”

“my truth”

Have we lost all affection for

THE truth or even SOME truth?

“All I want is the truth,

Just give me some truth”

 said John Lennon

Would we call that crazy today; and under-hyped?

What with people being labeled, pigeon-holed and stereotyped

Divided into categories, declaring how done wrong we all are………………………………………with a tinge of glee,

While creating new stereotypes for the opposition — how can this be?

Announcing how we must fight, fight, fight

in order to create utopia before the breaking news tonight.

in the name of progress and sanctimonious concern

What are we playing at?  What can we learn?

I hear the call to accept everyone’s truth; do not judge,

(while judging so harshly, refusing to budge)

and in the same breath condemn an alternate view

because only subjective reasoning is held to be true

Will we throw away commonsense and common ground

     for political gain and power unbound?

Will we turn our backs on the freedom we desired?

It kinda makes me sick

Truth is…. it makes me tired

Managing

Imagine managing life

with a lightness of spirit

Imagine noticing how much I worry

and then moving on to actually noticing all the things around me and getting on with living!

It seems like a way to be more relaxed maybe even less

focused on what is going wrong or what could go wrong

The world is always, has always and may always be amazing and wonderful and at the same time:  an utter mess; before I arrived, while I’m here and after I leave……..so perhaps my obligation to the world is to be an enthusiastic participant.

The principle of moral proximity rings true to me.  I can be concerned without being responsible for all the stuff all over the world.

I can’t fix it all and make everyone be kind.  Period.  On certain days, I can barely manage me!

Here are Kevin DeYoung & Greg Gilbert on this concept:

Moral proximity refers to how connected we are to someone by virtue of familiarity, kinship, space, or time…. The closer the moral proximity, the greater the moral obligation…. [This principle] reminds us that we can’t possibly be the same kind of good neighbor to everyone in the world, nor must we. Supporting AIDS relief in Africa is a wonderful thing to do, but a failure to do so does not automatically make a church in Cedar Rapids, Iowa, a gospel-less, selfish church. But if that same church did nothing to help their people when the river flooded in 2008, then they do not understand the love of Christ. Moral proximity should not make us more cavalier to the poor. But it should free us from unnecessary guilt and make us more caring toward those who count on us most.

Probably

My daughter is 41 years old!!!  

Which, by my calculations,

makes me a touch older,

truth be told.  

It seems unlikely….and yet…there it is —

I am in a new age category, and gee whiz

though I feel grateful as I write this text

because I like seeing what will happen next 

I’m also kind of a ‘fraidy cat

so I peek around the corner to see where I’m at

and although nothing is ever quite crystal clear

it turns out I’m standing, still standing right here

in the middle

of the beginning

of the rest of my life

A good place to be

Probably

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From a day in September 2016 or Non lo so

Today I wonder if I will ever just relax

I wake up in the morning feeling tired

Go to bed feeling the same way.  

I ain’t nuthin’ but tired.  Yeah, I’m just tired and bored with myself.  Hey there baby I could use. just a little help

Wait, I just lapsed into a Bruce Springsteen song.

Meanwhile, I dreamed I had to maneuver through lot of obstacles to get somewhere — rocky stuff and hills that a person could easily fall off of and I seem to have made it through; but what was the point?  I do not know.  

Maybe it was that you can make it through the things you see as trouble.

You are strong.  It’s not that the obstacles won’t be there.  It’s that you will handle it.

Maybe it was a psychic thing — a few months after that dream, I broke my wrist on Mount Vesuvius! And I handled it!  Coincidence?  Non lo so.

 

 

I wonder if…

Accounting Principals from cake

I wonder if retiring in the winter was such a good idea as a little cabin fever is creeping in.  Maybe it’s okay, though.  It is definitely a time to lay low and relax a bit….and a time to recuperate from a cold.  And maybe more importantly, a time to recuperate from the somewhat unnecessary scramble to wrap things up at work while preparing things for the transition from me to my replacement; all of which was actually stressful and difficult. I allowed other people’s poor planning to become my problem.   I won’t miss facing that particular situation. 

I wonder if I learned anything from that experience.  I feel a certain disappointment that my recommendations went unheeded…would have been a smoother transition, I do believe.  Ah, well…..it is what it is and they are what they are and I am what I am.

I wonder if I will pursue a part-time job in this retirement phase.  Ah, honey, I do not know.

I wonder if I will get started now with more “arty” pursuits.  I received a gift certificate for the Kalamazoo Institute of the Arts …. so I can take a class sooner or later.  Meanwhile, time keeps on slippin’, slippin’, slippin’ into the future….which means spring is on the way and that is a good thing to anticipate. 

I wonder if I will be okay, be okay, be okay.  I say it could happen!

(“So many things I wonder.” — part of a song from Mixed Nuts movie)

 

Standing, Still

This is where I am

Here and now

Icy predictions

cannot deter me

I am one among many

We carry on

in the face of

considerable opportunities

for dire consequences

Impressive

if you think about it

 

 

 

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.

January 1, 2018

It is January 1, 2018 and it has arrived right on time.

It is the first day of my retirement and so far, so good. I’m looking forward to not having to go to work tomorrow and driving in the zero degree weather and blizzardy snow. I am currently grateful for that and for a furnace that works and a husband who made it so as I take the first steps onto this next path.

And I calmly ask: WHAT CAN HAPPEN?!!!!