Mythos & Marginalia

life notes; flaws and all

j.g. lewis

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A thought du jour, my daily breath includes collected and conceived observations, questions of life, fortune cookie philosophies, reminders, messages of peace and simplicity, unsolicited advice, inspirations, quotes and words that got me thinking. They may get you thinking too . . .

cloud songs

    Kismet, naturally or unexpectedly,
holds sway on this or any other day.
       If we choose to notice.
       If we permit ourselves to linger
a moment or three in a transitive state 
between elements of darkness and bright, 
           morning quells emotions and
   disruptive thoughts we once embraced.

03/26/2024                                                                                     j.g.l.

Mondays are just young Fridays

Dented, bruised, scuffed up and circumstantial, the imperfections are obvious.
   It goes past superficial.
   Seeking more than a cover-up, healing is necessary.
   Hope is less than present but needed, so I try to do what I need to do. Each attempt to repair the damage that is done — the day-in-day out flaws that have become ingrained in my psyche — is another step.
   It takes effort. It takes encouragement, and it takes understanding even if I can’t completely comprehend the history that led up to the marks on the façade.
   I need to do the work.
   At times trying is the best I can do when I know I want to do better.

03/25/2024                                                                                                  j.g.l.

the weather still

‘When’ is a question greater than ‘why’.
   Important it is to know ‘when’ something will happen, rather than ‘what’ or ‘where’, because ‘when’ always involves a wait (that’s ‘when’ the ‘why’ kicks in).
   Our patience is tested.
   ‘When will we get there’ or ‘when is it time’? Both questions of our youth, at least, questions of mine.
   Spring has arrived, but ‘when’ will it come? The weather still indicates winter is hardly done.
   How can we wait, or ‘why’ is it we must? You might only find the answers ‘when’ you are ready to trust.

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dull or
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Mondays are just Fridays

Posted on January 16, 2017 by j.g.lewis Leave a comment

 

Where are we going, and when will it stop?

All this endless back and forth, the rush to get there and then the race to get back. Along the way there is simply not enough time to get everything done, and even then you question whether it was completed properly, or effectively, or at all.

How can I schedule adequate time, how can I do it when I know it’s not all mine?

We budget and allocate, append all our actions when we find a mistake, and still the time keeps ticking on. How much more do you need, or will it take long? How can we slow down or find a place to stop? Where can we catch our breath, or rethink, or remember things we forgot?

We come to expect too much of ourselves (and equally of others), so what would happen if we lessened the demands? If each of us slowed down, if we found a few minutes of stillness each day, wouldn’t we all be better off individually and as a community?

Yes, the bills must be paid, and we all have our jobs and collective responsibilities to keep up with, but what if we all lessened our load, just a bit? If we all strived to relax more, just a little bit more, wouldn’t we quickly see stress levels depleted.

What if we all tried?

What if it worked?

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