I’m heading for the library. Having a good time! Wish you were here! Yes, it’s true—I live life on the edge — well anyway I live nearby the edge. Sometimes. 📚
I will be traveling by car. 🚗.
Query: If I go to the library, and it’s not on Facebook, did I really go?
What am I thinking?
Am I thinking at all?
Why am I not writing?
Not hearing the call
It can’t possibly matter
if I write
or I don’t
No one will protest
if I will
or I won’t
….but I will…
…and that’s when unlikely and rather dangerous outcomes grow rapidly
in my imagination
But what if…
it’s not dangerous
it works out fine
it’s good news
Why is that not my thought process
since those are the more likely outcomes?
Ah, honey…I don’t know
but I understand your discomfort with uncertainty…I do.
The night before Thanksgiving
The wind was pushing the house
I was at the stove stirring
And my friends had gone south.
For the dinner tomorrow
I began to prepare
I am missing the sunshine
There’s some food in my hair
But my spirits are joyful
and my mind is at peace
The wind chimes are chiming
Will this wind never cease!
To end this composition
it would only seem right
to say Happy Thanksgiving
and to all a good night!
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In spite of the challenges and troubles life can bring
(and sometimes because of those)
My life is good
And I know it…
Sometimes I know it
and some days I actually feel it
Today I know it AND I feel it
Not as something intangible,
but as something distinct and formed
That joy has gotten through
whatever it is it needed to get through
to get to me
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So I got this stone-paper notebook
because a hundred notebooks
are just not enough
and I like it
If it’s not worth doing badly,
Is it worth it at all?
Must one avoid it
If one must/might fall?
My choice is to jump in
In spite of the risk…
…of not being perfect
…or of slipping a disc
What I am seeking is unclear to me;
It slides silently…
…and just out of reach
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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.