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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sometimes sharp,
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well-rounded,
other times
dull or
occasionally
broken.
Still I write.

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Mondays are just young Fridays

Posted on December 18, 2017 by j.g.lewis Leave a comment

We’ve all grown up surrounded by advertising.
  In print, billboards or placards, or through radio or television – and, now, in any vacant spot they can fill on any digital device you get your hands on – we are bombarded with product and price.
  It’s pretty easy to become immune to it all. It has to be especially effective to grab your attention; and only the shocking or extraordinary does.
  Good advertising has you reaching for your wallet.
  Great advertising pulls at your heart.
  There is one particular commercial that sticks out in my mind, especially this time of year.
  I remember the first time I saw it in about 2005. With a mother’s voice singing Silent Night, the commercial shows a series of adorable babies, fast asleep. Gentle, serene faces with eyes and mouths twitching ever so slightly, as babies do.
  All is calm.
  I remember watching, my eyes transfixed. It was generic, non-specific advertising, where you don’t even know it is a commercial for Pampers disposable diapers until after the main message appears on the screen at the end: Peace on Earth.
  I know my eyes welled up, then, and every time I saw the commercial in the years following.
  I know I remembered standing over my own infant daughter, decades earlier, and realizing all that was beautiful and right with this world.
  I know it hits me hard, this time of year, because my child was born a week before Christmas.
  Today, and evermore, I wish her Peace on Earth.

Image ©Pampers

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