Monthly Archive for October, 2007Page 2 of 16

Promises and Miles…

sunset in switzerland

Night is closing in on another day. It’s been a good day - especially for a day following a weekend sick in bed (those typically don’t go so smoothly). I woke up feeling weak and still a little run down, but really wanting to “take on” this day…a person can only take so much “staying in”.

It felt good to clean the house; it felt good to cut some roses; it felt good to go grocery shopping (with my boys) - good to get coffee with Byron, make a real meal for everyone and Robbie, make a lunch date with Amanda…do laundry - sit in car line - bake a pie - talk to my dad - take my temp. and it be normal…

I’m still not feeling 100%, but it feels really good to be acting like I do (fake it ’til you make it!). And if the sun will shine tomorrow - even for just a little while - I know I’ll start feeling like myself again. Plus, lunch with Amanda will lift me…time with good friends always lifts you up - it’s like a deep breath of fresh air. Friendship is like that…the best medicine! It soothes the weary soul…

I could write a poem tonight - I can feel it…kind of brewing. I don’t really have the energy for it, so I will try to just go to sleep without trying to write. But, if I keep feeling like this, I will have to just break down and put it to words…I can only put it off for so long.

Robert Frost writes:

A poem begins with a lump in the throat, a home-sickness or a love-sickness. It is a reaching-out toward expression; an effort to find fulfillment. A complete poem is one where the emotion has found its thought and the thought has found the words.

Whatever the thoughts are that need to find a voice…will be heard - they will find a way. Hopefully, they will let me rest first. Frost is the same one who wrote “The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep - And miles to go before I sleep - And miles to go before I sleep.” I love this quote - it’s how I feel most days.

I would love to explore the “lovely, dark and deep woods” of the pensive and poetic, but still there are “promises” and many, many “miles”…

So, I will go keep them and travel them.

Peace.

Quotes for a Monday

Mark Twain has some great quotable quotes:

Be careful about reading health books. You may die of a misprint.

A man who carries a cat by the tail learns something he can learn in no other way.

I didn’t attend the funeral, but I sent a nice letter saying I approved of it.

Don’t part with your illusions. When they are gone, you may still exist, but you have ceased to live.

It’s not the size of the dog in the fight, it’s the size of the fight in the dog.”

Mondays often need inspiration, so I’ve been reading some quotes.

Here are a few more from Maya Angelou:

It is time for parents to teach young people early on that in diversity there is beauty and there is strength.

If you don’t like something, change it. If you can’t change it, change your attitude. Don’t complain.

If you have only one smile in you, give it to the people you love. Don’t be surly at home, then go out in the street and start grinning ‘Good morning’ at total strangers.

My great hope is to laugh as much as I cry; to get my work done and try to love somebody and have the courage to accept the love in return.

Of all the needs (there are none imaginary) a lonely child has, the one that must be satisfied, if there is going to be hope and a hope of wholeness, is the unshaken need for an unshakable God.

I know why the caged bird sings.

The need for change bulldozed a road down the center of my mind.”

And, of course, I always love to read the thoughts of Mother Teresa:

Everytime you smile at someone, it is an action of love, a gift to that person, a beautiful thing.

It is a poverty to decide that a child must die so that you may live as you wish.

We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. See how nature - trees, flowers, grass- grows in silence; see the stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence… We need silence to be able to touch souls.”


It inspires me to read the thoughts and writings of people of diverse and unique cultures and times. Their diversity enriches me by opening up the world to me through their experiences. Words and thoughts are powerful tools, and the thoughts of someone who is very different from me can impact me more than those of someone in similar circumstances. Diversity adds to the texture of my life…to everyone’s lives. It’s a beautiful thing.

Peace.

One of my Favorite Things…

Sense and Sensibility - Heartbroken love
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Sense and Sensibility is on! It’s one of my favorites - it seems perfect to me…

Beautiful…beautiful.

Quoted within - Shakespeare’s 116th Sonnet:

SONNET 116
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.
Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle’s compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

Peace.

Staying In…

i didn’t do it.

i didn’t get well overnight.

so now i’m watching random church services on t.v…

oh well, i know many hearts will be changed this morning at c3 - i can pray for that.

okay, this guy is obnoxious…he keeps talking about being “selfless” and being a “servant”, and he’s yelling…maybe he has issues with feeling like he’s not being heard. evidently.

i know these times when i’m grounded can be learning times for me. but, i just feel disconnected…like i’m waiting for everyone to come home and let me know what’s going on out there…

…i will be able to tell them all about most of our local services, where to buy a great pasta strainer, and that i’m convinced the “fluidity” exercise system would change my life.

i need to get where i can at least see out of a window…so i can wait for my songbirds. i sound pretty pitiful, actually. but i really do love them.

yesterday, in between torrential downpours, a cardinal came and flew around and had some seed…he visited just long enough for me to see him - he interrupted the rain and the grayness for me.

it won’t be long now before the house will be full again…and i’ll get to hear all about the morning.

that will be nice - like my cardinal…interrupting the grayness.

peace.