I can remember exactly where I was and who I was with when this “revelation” came to me. I was wondering why, despite my chronological age in my head I was young and of the now generation. It did not really compute. And then it hit me. t is my body that ages, but the essence of me, that inner part that is not physical, that part is totally ageless.
That was a few years ago. Now in my journey Read More
The inspiration, for this one, like so many of my thoughts came from the strangest place. I am retired now, but my route to work brought me to an almost 90 degree curve in the road I took each day. Right at the curve was a most magnificent tree that in fall was a blazing gold. Just as I turned the corner of that road, Read More
The inspiration for this post came one day when we were chatting with good friends. for some reason, I do not remember why, he started talking about this other person he knew. This other man, according to my dear friend, was extremely successful. He had made so much money, had such a home, traveled, and on and on. All I could think was what a wonderful person my friend was and what a shame that he judged success Read More
Like many of my photos, what I write is advice to myself. This one is a reminder that we have to take that first step, no matter how fearful or lacking Read More
Someone once said to me something that has stuck with me for many years. It is one of the most though provoking comments I have ever heard. I don’t know if it was her thought or if she was quoting someone else. But I am quoting her though the words may not be exactly right:
“Because the ant does not comprehend the plane flying above does not make it not so.”
And so I think of us humans in that way. Is there some intelligence, being, something much greater than ourselves that our human brains simply can not comprehend? Do we make it not so because our brains are incapable of envisioning it? Are we so pompous and arrogant to think that we are the highest form of existence? I can’t help but wonder. What do you think?
I look at this photo and I see the one duck following the other with what appears to me as utter, absolute, and complete trust without the slightest fear or doubt. Trust that where he/she is being led is safe and good and for its best interest. How magnificent to have that kind of unfailing faith in another.
And that makes me wonder who in my world I have that kind of trust in. Who do I know would only have my very best interest at heart? Who would I follow to where ever they may lead? Who do I have that kind of trust in? I am blessed. I know the answer to that!
So many beautiful sounds around us, some in nature, some man made. I started to think about the sounds of my life that I love.
rain pounding down at night when I am in bed
birds chirping on an early spring day
my cat, (well really my daughter’s cat) scratching at my bedroom door in the morning to wake me.
the sound of her purring when I get up and come out of my bedroom
the sound of my footsteps crunching on fallen autumn leaves or freshly fallen snow Read More
I am writing this post today because as I read other blogs and get to know the people behind them, I feel it is time to sort of introduce myself. I love this photo because you can’t tell if the storm is coming or has just passed. In essence, life is both. You can get through an ordeal, but who knows what lies ahead. But it is critical to remember that that is true of all the wonderful and good blessings in life.
I have been through two major storms Read More
And I don’t just mean all the myriad stuff we have collected over the years. Though there is plenty of that to discard. We recently built a retirement home and will eventually put our home of 35 years up for sale. Everybody tells us to start decluttering now because it will be too much to handle if there is a deadline. We cant’t get started! Why is it so hard? We hold on to all sorts of junk because we may need it some time in the future. Really??? So much stuff here that we don’t use, don’t need, don’t even want. Why do we keep it? Fear that someday we will find a use for it and not have it? Do we feel poor that we fear not being able to replace something we long ago gave away?
But so too is this true for the emotional and psychological parts of our selves, the baggage we cary that we can’t let go of. What is the difficulty in shedding that multitude of emotions, fears, jealousies, attitudes and beliefs that no longer serve us? Why can’t we let go?